t was still the same。 She and Nate would be
apart next year； living totally separate lives。 How were they supposed to live happily ever after the
way they were destined to if he was still inhigh school ？ Blair was breathing so fast her head felt
light and dizzy。
？I？ll； um 。 。 。 I？ll call you later；？ Nate said unfortably； looking down at the carpet。 His
shoulders rose in a deep； shuddering sigh。 ？When you？re a little more calm。？ Which might be
never。
？What do you want me to say； Nate？ Congratu…freakinglations？ Hey； at least you can call me to
help you with yourhomework ？！？ Blair screamed as he opened the door and closed it softly behind
him。
Don？t go giving him any ideas。 。 。 。
TO： caligirl90210@gmail。
FROM： Bwaldorf@constancebillard。edu
Subject： re： We？re Roomies！
Dear Alana；
P。P。S。 Forget every fucking thing I just said。 I hope you？re at least a semi…fucking normal human
being； because no one else in my life is。
See you soon。
Blair
tangled up in s
Nate walked out of Blair？s apartment building and onto Fifth Avenue； grateful for the
anonymous noise and clamor of the busy street。 At least no one was yelling at him out here。 He
knew that she wouldn？t take the news that he wasn？t going to Yale with her well or anything； but
he hadn？t expected it to bethat bad。 He stopped on the corner and pulled out a pack of cigarettes。