Read You Know You Love Me for Free Online
Authors: Cecily von Ziegesar
remember? We know everything about
each other.
Blair reached for her toothbrush and toothpaste. We used to, she said and began brushing
her teeth furiously. She spat out a wad of green foam. When was the last time we talked,
anyway? Like, the summer before last?
Serena looked down at her scuffed brown leather boots. I know. Im sorry. I suck, she said.
Blair rinsed her toothbrush off and stuck it back in the holder. She stared at her
reflection in the bathroom mirror. Well, you missed a lot, she said, wiping a smudge of
mascara from beneath her eye with the tip of her pinky. I mean, last year was really . . .
different. Shed been about to say hard, but hard made her sound like a victim. Like shed
barely survived without Serena around. Different was better.
Blair glanced down at Serena sitting on the toilet, with a sudden sense of power. Nate and
I have become really close, you know. We tell each other everything. Yeah, right.
The two girls eyed each other warily for a moment. Then Serena shrugged. Well dont worry
about me and Nate, she said. Were just friends, you know that. And besides, Im tired of
boys. The corners of Blairs mouth curled up. Serena obviously wanted her to ask why, why
was she tired of boys? But Blair wasnt going to give her the satisfaction. She tugged her
sweater down and glanced at her reflection one more time. Ill see you back in there, she
said, and abruptly left the bathroom.
Shit, Serena thought, but she stayed where she was. It was no use
going after Blair now, while she was obviously in such a crappy mood. Things would be
better tomorrow at school. She and Blair would have one of their famous heart-to-hearts in
the lunchroom over lemon yogurts and romaine lettuce. It wasnt like they could just stop
being friends.
Serena stood up and examined her eyebrows in the bathroom mirror, using Blairs tweezers to
pluck a few stray hairs. She pulled a tube of Urban Decay Gash lip gloss from her pocket
and smeared another layer on her lips. Then she picked up Blairs hairbrush and began
brushing her hair. Finally, she peed and rejoined the dinner party, forgetting her lip
gloss on Blairs sink.
When Serena sat down, Blair was eating her second helping of pudding, and Nate was drawing
a small-scale picture of his kick-ass sailboat for Cyrus on the back of a matchbook.
Across the table Chuck raised his wine glass to clink it with Serenas. She had no idea
what she was toasting, but she was always up for anything.
Disclaimer: All the real names of places, people, and events have been altered or
abbreviated to protect the innocent. Namely, me. hey people! S SEEN DEALING ON STEPS OF MET
Well, were certainly off to a good start. You sent me tons of e-mail, and I had the best
time reading it all. Thanks so much. Doesnt it feel good to be bad? Your E-Mail
hey gossip girl, i heard about a girl up in New Hampshire who the police found naked a
field, with a bunch of dead chickens. ew. they thought she was into some kind of voodoo
shit or something. do you think that was S ? i mean it sounds like her, right? l8ter.
catee3
Dear Catee3,I dont know, but I wouldnt be surprised. S is a big fan of chickens. Once, in
the park, I saw her eat a whole bucket of fried chicken without stopping for air. But
supposedly shed been hitting the bong pretty heavily that day.GG
Dear GG,My name starts with S and I have blond hair!!! I also just came back from boarding
school to my old school in NYC. I was just so sick of all the rules, like no drinking or
smoking or boys in your room. :( Anyway, I have my own apartment now and Im having a party
next Saturdaywanna come? :-)S969
Dear S969, The S Im writing about still lives with her parents like most of us
seventeen-year-olds, you lucky bitch. GG
whatsup, gossip girl? last night some guys I know got a handfull of pills from some blond
chick on the steps of the metropolitan museum
each other.
Blair reached for her toothbrush and toothpaste. We used to, she said and began brushing
her teeth furiously. She spat out a wad of green foam. When was the last time we talked,
anyway? Like, the summer before last?
Serena looked down at her scuffed brown leather boots. I know. Im sorry. I suck, she said.
Blair rinsed her toothbrush off and stuck it back in the holder. She stared at her
reflection in the bathroom mirror. Well, you missed a lot, she said, wiping a smudge of
mascara from beneath her eye with the tip of her pinky. I mean, last year was really . . .
different. Shed been about to say hard, but hard made her sound like a victim. Like shed
barely survived without Serena around. Different was better.
Blair glanced down at Serena sitting on the toilet, with a sudden sense of power. Nate and
I have become really close, you know. We tell each other everything. Yeah, right.
The two girls eyed each other warily for a moment. Then Serena shrugged. Well dont worry
about me and Nate, she said. Were just friends, you know that. And besides, Im tired of
boys. The corners of Blairs mouth curled up. Serena obviously wanted her to ask why, why
was she tired of boys? But Blair wasnt going to give her the satisfaction. She tugged her
sweater down and glanced at her reflection one more time. Ill see you back in there, she
said, and abruptly left the bathroom.
Shit, Serena thought, but she stayed where she was. It was no use
going after Blair now, while she was obviously in such a crappy mood. Things would be
better tomorrow at school. She and Blair would have one of their famous heart-to-hearts in
the lunchroom over lemon yogurts and romaine lettuce. It wasnt like they could just stop
being friends.
Serena stood up and examined her eyebrows in the bathroom mirror, using Blairs tweezers to
pluck a few stray hairs. She pulled a tube of Urban Decay Gash lip gloss from her pocket
and smeared another layer on her lips. Then she picked up Blairs hairbrush and began
brushing her hair. Finally, she peed and rejoined the dinner party, forgetting her lip
gloss on Blairs sink.
When Serena sat down, Blair was eating her second helping of pudding, and Nate was drawing
a small-scale picture of his kick-ass sailboat for Cyrus on the back of a matchbook.
Across the table Chuck raised his wine glass to clink it with Serenas. She had no idea
what she was toasting, but she was always up for anything.
Disclaimer: All the real names of places, people, and events have been altered or
abbreviated to protect the innocent. Namely, me. hey people! S SEEN DEALING ON STEPS OF MET
Well, were certainly off to a good start. You sent me tons of e-mail, and I had the best
time reading it all. Thanks so much. Doesnt it feel good to be bad? Your E-Mail
hey gossip girl, i heard about a girl up in New Hampshire who the police found naked a
field, with a bunch of dead chickens. ew. they thought she was into some kind of voodoo
shit or something. do you think that was S ? i mean it sounds like her, right? l8ter.
catee3
Dear Catee3,I dont know, but I wouldnt be surprised. S is a big fan of chickens. Once, in
the park, I saw her eat a whole bucket of fried chicken without stopping for air. But
supposedly shed been hitting the bong pretty heavily that day.GG
Dear GG,My name starts with S and I have blond hair!!! I also just came back from boarding
school to my old school in NYC. I was just so sick of all the rules, like no drinking or
smoking or boys in your room. :( Anyway, I have my own apartment now and Im having a party
next Saturdaywanna come? :-)S969
Dear S969, The S Im writing about still lives with her parents like most of us
seventeen-year-olds, you lucky bitch. GG
whatsup, gossip girl? last night some guys I know got a handfull of pills from some blond
chick on the steps of the metropolitan museum
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