Right. It was still only a quarter to nine, but if she drank any more Coke, she?d have to pee so badly she?d never make it through the interview without wetting herself. What Blair really wanted was a shot of Stoli, but with her luck Owen Wells would stroll through the door just as she was knocking back the shot, confirming his worries that she really was just a flaky party girl who only wanted to go to Yale to get drunk and seduce8 the captain of the crew team, possibly getting pregnant in the process and forcing that innocent, previously9 upstanding Yale male to marry her and work like a slave for the rest of his life to keep her in the style she was accustomed to. Just then an extremely well groomed11 businessman sitting at the bar spun12 around on his gold-painted barstool and smiled at her. He had wavy13 black hair, bright blue eyes with long curly lashes14, and distinctly arched black eyebrows15. His face and hands were deeply tanned, as if he played tennis in the sun every day of his life, and he was wearing a gorgeous navy blue wool suit with a crisp white shirt and simple gold cuff17 links. Blair didn?t usually notice older guys, and this guy was at least thirty-eight, but he was so handsome, it was impossiblenot to notice. ?Are you Blair Waldorf, by any chance?? he asked in a deep, familiar voice. Blair nodded tentatively. ?Yes?? He slid off his stool and walked over to her table, leaving an empty glass tumbler behind on the bar. He held out his right hand. ?I?m Owen Wells.? ?Hi!? Blair jumped to her feet and took his hand, feeling completely confused. First of all, Owen Wells was her father?s colleague, so he should have been old, badly dressed, balding, and fat. Not that her father was. Her father worked out with a personal trainer every day, wore designer clothes, and had great hair. But he wasgay . Second of all, Owen Wells had said he?d be wearing his Yale tie, and this guy wasn?t wearing a tie at all, just a crisp white dress shirt, unbuttoned so she could see the top of the clean white undershirt he was wearing over his muscular chest, which was probably just as tan as the rest of him. Not that she was thinking aboutthe rest of him . Third of all, she hadn?t expected Owen Wells to behot . He looked so much like Cary Grant inAn Affair to Remember that she wanted to throw herself into his arms and tell him to forget about Yale, she was his,all his . Blair came to her senses in time to realize that she was still grasping Owen?s hand. She shook it as firmly and confidently as she could, alarmed by her mind?s total inability to focus on the task at hand. She was meeting with Owen for one reason only: to impress him so she could get into Yale. ?Thank you for taking the trouble to meet with me,? she added hastily. ?I?ve been looking forward to it,? he replied in his thrilling, manly19 voice. ?I just remembered I told you I?d be wearing my Yale tie. Sorry. It completely slipped my mind. I even saw you come in, but I didn?t think it could be you. I wasn?t expecting you to be early.? Immediately Blair wondered if he?d noticed that she?d spent twenty minutes in the bathroom after she?d arrived, or that she?d kept wiping her nose on her cocktail napkin and studying her face in her Stila compact mirror to check for any unsightly blemishes20, like a stray eye goober or?God forbid? a pimple21. ?I?m usually early,? she answered. ?I?m never late.? She took a nervous sip22 of Coke. Was this a good time to tell him how impressed she was with his work on theHome Depot23 vs.The Learning Channel case? Should she compliment his suit? She took a deep breath and tried to focus. ?I like it here,? she declared and immediately regretted it. It was a nice bar, but she made it sound like she wanted to move in or something. Owen pulled back the chair opposite hers and gestured for her to sit down. ?So, should we get started?? Blair was grateful for his relaxed but businesslike manner. She sat down on the edge of the cushioned chair and crossed her legs primly24. ?Yes!? She beamed at him enthusiastically. ?Whenever you?re ready.? The cocktail waiter appeared to offer Owen another drink. He ordered a Maker25?s Mark and cocked a dark eyebrow16 at Blair. ?Can I get you something besides a Coke? I promise I won?t tell Yale or your dad.? Blair scrunched26 up her toes inside her black Ferragamos. If she said yes, she?d be admitting that she really did want a drink, and if she said no, she might seem like a prude. ?I?ll have a glass of chardonnay,? she told him, figuring white wine was the safest, most ladylike option. ?So. Tell me why Yale should admit you,? Owen asked after he?d ordered the wine. He leaned across the table and lowered his voice. ?Are you really as bright as your dad claims?? Blair sat up even straighter, twirling her little ruby27 ring around and around on her ring finger beneath the tablecloth4. ?I think I?m smart enough to go to Yale,? she replied evenly, remembering her speech. ?I?m in all the APs at school. I?m at the top of the class. I?m the chair of the social services board and the French club. I?m a peer group leader. I?m nationally ranked in tennis. And I ran the organizing committee for five charity events this past year.? Their drinks arrived and Owen raised his glass. ?And why Yale?? He took a sip. ?What can Yale do for you?? It seemed odd that Owen wasn?t taking notes or anything, but maybe he was testing her, trying to get her to let down her guard and admit that she really was just a flake28 who?d been born with a silver spoon up her well-bred ass18 and only wanted to go to Yale to party with frat boys. ?As you know, Yale has an excellent prelaw program,? she stated, determined29 to give intelligent, straight-to-the-point answers. ?I?m thinking of going into entertainment law.? ?Excellent.? Owen nodded approvingly. He scooted his chair forward and winked30 at her. ?Look, Blair. You?re an intelligent, ambitious girl. I already know you?re perfect for Yale and I promise I?ll do everything I can to convince them to let you in.? He looked so handsomely earnest while he was saying this that Blair felt her cheeks heat up. She took a sip of wine to cool herself off. ?Thank you,? she responded gratefully. She took another sip of wine and let out an enormous sigh of gratitude31 and relief. ?Thank you. Thank you, thank you, thank you.? Just then a pair of cool hands covered her eyes and she smelled the distinctive32 patchouli-and-sandalwood scent33 of a certain someone?s favorite essential oil mixture. ?Guess who!? Serena whispered in Blair?s ear, then pulled her hands away from Blair?s eyes, her long blond hair brushing Blair?s shoulder as she kissed her cheek. ?What?s going on?? Behind her, Aaron stood grinning goofily, wearing a maroon34 Harvard sweatshirt like the annoying asshole he was. Blair blinked. Could they not see she was in the middle of the most important meeting of her life? ?I?m Serena.? Serena held out her hand for Owen to shake. Owen stood up and took her hand. ?Charmed.? He bowed his dark head, looking more like Cary Grant than ever. ?So you?re coming to see me in the Les Best show tomorrow, right?? Serena asked Blair. ?Youhave to come,? Aaron chimed in. ?I ain?t going to no fashion show by myself, girlfrien?.? He?d agreed to go, but he wasn?t exactly looking forward to it. Fashion meant fur and animal testing. It was against everything he stood for. ?Your name is on the list,? Serena added. Owen looked completely bemused by the whole conversation. Blair let out an exasperated35 breath and stood up, turning away from Owen so he couldn?t hear what she said. ?Do you guys mind leaving us alone?? she hissed36 in a low whisper. ?We?re talking about Yale, and it?s pretty fuckingimportant .? Aaron put his arm around Serena?s slim waist, pulling her away. ?Excuse us,? he responded in a patronizing whisper, still looking smug in his retarded37 Harvard sweatshirt. ?We?re headed down to that new club on Harrison, in case you want to catch us later.? They waltzed out of the bar, his dreadlocks bouncing and her pale gold hair fanned out over her shoulders, both looking so carefree and careless, it was infuriating. ?Sorry,? Blair apologized, crossing her ankles daintily as she sat down again. ?My friends can be pretty self-absorbed sometimes.? ?That?s all right.? Owen stared down into his bourbon, looking pensive38 as he stirred the ice cubes around in his glass. He looked up again. ?Do you mind my asking what you did in your first Yale interview that was so awful you think they?re not going to let you in??
Blair took another sip of her wine, and then another. As soon as she explained what had happened, Owen was going to change his mind about her for sure. ?I was having a bad day,? she confessed, the words tumbling out of her mouth as she frantically39 spun her ruby ring around and around on her finger. She didn?t want to go into the gory40 details of her botched interview, but if Owen was going to help her, he?d best know the truth. ?I hadn?t gotten enough sleep. I was tired and nervous and I had to pee really badly. The interviewer said, ?Tell me about yourself,? and before I could really think about what I was saying, I told him all about how my dad was gay and my mom was going to marry this gross, fat, red-faced guy with an annoying teenage son with dreadlocks who you just had the pleasure of meeting. I told him my boyfriend, Nate, was ignoring me. Then he asked me what books I?d been reading lately and I couldn?t think of the title of a single book. I started to cry, and then, at the end of the interview, I kissed him.? Blair sighed dramatically, snatched her cocktail napkin off the table, and began to shred41 it in her lap. ?It was only on the cheek, but it was still totally inappropriate. I just wanted him to remember me. You know, you only get a few minutes to make an impression, but I guess I went a little overboard.? She looked up into Owen?s sympathetic blue eyes. ?I don?t know what I was thinking.? Owen sipped42 his drink silently as he considered the information. ?I?ll see what I can do,? he responded finally, but his voice sounded detached and skeptical43 now. Blair swallowed. It was pretty obvious he thought she was hopelessly stupid and insane. Oh, God. She wasruined . Suddenly he broke into a devilish white-toothed grin. ?I?m only joking, Blair. That doesn?t sound so bad. It was probably the most memorable44, entertaining interview Jason Anderson III has ever had. Face it, he?s not the most exciting guy in the world, and his job has got to be a little monotonous45. I?m sure you were the highlight of the fall interview season.? ?So you don?t think it?s hopeless after all?? Blair asked in her most tragic46 Audrey-needs-your-help voice. Owen took her small, ruby-ringed hand in his large tanned one. ?Not at all.? He cleared his throat. ?Has anyone ever told you you look a bit like Audrey Hepburn?? Blair blushed from the roots of her hair down to her toe-nail cuticles47. Owen seemed to know exactly the right things to say, and he looked so much like Cary Grant, it made her dizzy. His thick gold wedding ring pressed into the bones on the back of her hand. She frowned down at it. If he was so married, what was he doing holding her hand? Owen withdrew his hands and shifted in his seat, reading her mind. ?Yes, I?m married, but we?re not together anymore.? Blair nodded hesitantly. It was really none of her business. Although if Cary?Owen?wanted to ask her out again, she wouldn?t exactly say no. Ask her out again?Was she forgetting this wasn?t exactly a date? ?So, I?m sure you have to get back to your AP homework and all that.? Owen reached for her hand again as if he couldn?t bear to let her go. ?But do you mind if I call you again sometime?? Blair hoped she lookedexactly like Audrey at this very moment. Yes, Owen was nearly her father?s age, a lawyer, aman , but she?d never felt so strongly attracted to anyone in her life. Why fight it? It was her second semester of senior year. She?d worked hard throughout high school and was hopefully getting into Yale soon. Yes, seeing an older man was crazy and irresponsible, but it was about time she had a little fun. ?Sure.? She smiled and cocked her neatly48 plucked right eyebrow theatrically49. ?I?d like that.? ================================== ABC Amber50 LIT Converter v2.02 ================================== Disclaimer: All the real names of places, people, and events have been altered or abbreviated51 to protect the innocent. Namely, me. hey people! Teen heiress sells horses for drugs! Last night I was out at that new club on Harrison, and between sips52 of the club?s signature ?adult? version of the Shirley Temple I got the latest scoop53 on one of my nursery-school classmates. Although she?s heir to the largest lumber54 fortune in the entire world, she was recently caught selling her show horses for drug money. Apparently55 she doesn?t come into her inheritance until she?s eighteen and only gets a ?small? monthly allowance. She was short on cash, so she took Guns?n?Roses, her prized show jumper, down to auction56 and used the money to buy some speed or whatever she does. How tacky is that? Apparently her eighty-year-old nanny?or whoever looks after her now that her father has passed away and her mother has moved to Sandy Lane in Barbados?found out about the horse and sent my old friend straight to rehab. Sounds like rehab is the place to be this winter! Fashion Week: the lowdown Expect to freeze your ass off while trying to hail a cab. Expect to wait an hour for a show to start only to be told that the show is runninganother hour late. Expect to see lots of Botoxed, fake-tanned, anorexic girls trying not notice that they all wore the same thing to the same show, and lots of gay men wearing more perfume than the girls. Expect to find out that those ugly-ass cargo57 pants with tapered58 legs are back in styleagain . Expect to be envious59 of the pouty-lipped, giraffe-legged models who actually look good in them. Expect to be annoyed by heavily made-up, fur-wearing women who bring their little Louis Vuitton collar?wearing French bulldogs to the show in matching Louis Vuitton handbags. Expect to be dying for the after-party to start so you can smoke. Expect the after-parties to be truly mind-blowing. Expect not to remember what happened the morning after.
Your e-mail Q:? ? Dear GG, I was walking by the bar in the Compton Hotel last night and I saw B with this man who I recognize from my building. He has a daughter who?s like in ninth or tenth grade at my school. What?s that all about?
?Tom A:? ? Hey Tom, Who knows what she was up to, but can?t you totally see B as some poor girl?s evil stepmom? ?GG Q:? ? Dear G-Dawg, Can I just say that you kick ass! Also, I heard N is going to that fancy rehab up in Greenwich. My cousin went there and came back more messed up than before. ?F.B. A:? ? Dear F.B., Thanks for the compliment, although I don?t know if I dig the whole ?G-Dawg? thing. And whatever happens to N in rehab, they can?t take away his soul or his divine beauty! ?GG Sightings Nand his parents having a tour of that stylin? new rehab clinic inGreenwich .C having his nails done atCoin , an all-male spa in Chelsea. No kidding.S picking up a custom-made baby tee at one of those customized T-shirt places inChinatown .B standing10 in front ofTiffany , drinking out of a paper cup and eating a Danish, just like Audrey HepburninBreakfast at Tiffany?s, exceptB was wearing her gray school uniform instead of a blackChristian Dior evening gown.K andI putting up NOLOITERINGsigns around theLes Best tent. It looks like they actuallyvolunteered their services so they could get good seats. It?s supposed to snow like crazy this weekend but has that ever stopped us? See you in the front row! You know you love me. gossip girl
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wavy
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