Gossip Girl
Chapter One
like most juicy stories,
it started at a party
"I watched Nickelodeon all morning in my room so I wouldn't have to
eat breakfast with them," BlairWaldorf told her two best friends and
Constance Billard School classmates, Kati Farkas and Isabel Coates.
"My mother cooked him an omelet. I didn't even know she knew how to
use the stove."
Blair tucked her long, dark brown hair behind her ears and swigged
her mother's fine vintage scotch from the crystal tumbler in her
hand. She was already on her second glass.
"What shows did you watch?" Isabel asked, removing a stray strand of
hair from Blair's black cashmere cardigan.
"Who cares?" Blair said, stamping her foot. She was wearing her new
black ballet flats. Very bow-tie proper preppy, which she could get
away with because she could change her mind in an instant and put on
her trashy, pointed, knee-high boots and that sexy metallic skirt
her mother hated. Poof-rock star sex kitten. Meow.
"The point is, I was trapped in my room all morning because they
were busy having a gross romantic breakfast in their ... read full excerpt from Gossip Girl ebook
