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rlotte docked in Newport； and it wasn’t snowing that hard。
Nate ran up to the attic； grabbed his black Lacroix wallet from the oak dresser； and shoved it in the back pocket of his khakis。 He picked up what few things he had with him； shrugged on his coat； and made for the door。
When he opened it； he found Jenny standing there。
“It’s not a good time；” he mumbled； trying to sidestep her。 “I’m leaving。”
Jenny stayed where she was； blocking his path。 “I want to go with you； Nate；” she said； her large brown eyes wide and pleading。 “Please？”
“I’m not going back to New York。 I’m taking my dad’s boat and heading up to Maine；” Nate invented。 He wasn’t sure where to go； but he knew he needed to get far away from here。
“I’ve never been to Maine。” Jenny offered a small smile。 “I know you didn’t hook up with Blair or Serena。 I know you’re different。 And…” She paused and looked shyly at the ground。 She was wearing her red coat and hunter green galoshes； and looked adorably Christmasy。 “I really want to be with you。”
Jenny bit her pink bottom lip as she waited for his answer。 Her sophomore year at Waverly； she’d been in a love triangle of her own； locked in a vicious battle with her roommate over Easy Walsh； a sweet boy from Tennessee。 True； Nate and Blair and Serena had known each other for a long time； and the emotions ran deep。 But she knew Nate； and she knew he had good intentions。 She glanced up again and met his eyes。
Nate paused； taking in Jenny’s sweet； hopeful expression。 He could still hear Blair and Serena’s shrieks from downstairs。 But Jenny… Jenny didn’t look like she’d yell at anyone。
“Are you sure？” he asked finally。
Jenny nodded。 “There are stairs over there。” She pointed to the service entrance she’d found this morning when trying to sneak back down to her room。
Nate nodded slowly。 They were only about a mile from the harbor。 They could walk。 “Let’s go。”
They do say that every ending is a beginning of sorts。
the end of innocence
Blair threw herself facedown on her dad’s bed and let out a wail。
“Bear？” Harold emerged from the bathroom； tying a robe around his waist。 He perched on the side of the bed and rubbed Blair’s back。 “Giles and I heard you while we were in the hot tub。 Are you okay？”
“My whole fucking life sucks；” Blair said； her voice muffled by the thick goose…down forter。
“Talk to me；” Harold said； sinking down beside her on the bed。
Blair sat up。 “It’s Nate；” she said between choking sobs。 She caught a glimpse of her reflection in the mirrors her dad had creepily installed all around the bed。 Her face was splotchy and her eyelashes were clumped together； wet with tears。 She looked like a scared little girl。 “Whenever he es into my life； I do stupid things。 Now Chuck hates me； I hate Serena； and everything’s all fucked up；” she said as she burst into a fresh sob。
“Bear；” Harold said seriously； “right now there’s a man in this house who is still here； who loves you； who gives you New Year’s Eve presents。” Harold smiled and placed his hand on the enamel bracelet around Blair’s wrist。 “It’s a great time for a fresh start。 Go tell him that you’re confused。 Everyone makes mistakes；” he added tenderly。
Blair looked skeptically at her father。 She’d never gotten love advice from him before。 But he made a good point。 Chuck knew better than anyone that people changed。 Even her。 “Thanks； Daddy；” Blair said； rising。
She wiped her tears with the back of her hand and headed down to the kitchen。 Chuck was sitting at the island； looking at the financial section of the The Wall Street Journal。 It was obvious he wasn’t reading anything。
“Hi；” Blair said in a small voice。
“Hi。” Chuck stood up。 He kept his arms at his sides。
Blair took a deep breath。 “I’m so sorry。 I wasn’t going up there to sleep with Nate。 I mean； I just… I don’t know what I was doing。 It’s like； whenever he and Serena are around I act like this person who I don’t even like；” Blair confessed in a rush of words。 It felt good to say it out loud。 “But I’m in love with you。 I know that。” Blair sucked in her breath and her nose made a loud snot…sucking sound。
Chuck pulled Blair into his arms and tenderly pushed her hair off her face。 “I love you too；” he said simply。 “And I know you。”
Blair resisted the urge to look away from Chuck’s brown eyes。 It was true。 He’d known her in high school； when she used to lock herself in bathrooms to throw up； when she and Serena would put fake tattoos on their butt cheeks and go out underwearless in too…short dresses； when she would get ridiculously drunk on pink drinks at the Tribeca Star。 And he knew her now。 He knew how she took her coffee； where she liked to study； what she looked like when she woke up in the morning。 He knew what she needed on a rainy day and on a sunny one。
“Can we start the day over again？” Blair asked。 Chuck pulled her close to him。
“Yes；” he breathed into her hair。 “We can。 And tomorrow； it’ll be a new year。”
Blair nestled into his broad； strong chest。 Maybe if she stayed here； close and safe with Chuck； everything would be okay。 Maybe she’d never have to think about Nate and Serena again。
Or maybe avoidance can’t solve all your problems。
where do you go when you’re lonely？
Dan opened the door of the Buick Skylark； not bothering to brush off the inches of snow that clung to the roof。 Serena slid silently into the passenger seat； staring straight ahead。 She was trembling ever so slightly； but Dan didn’t place his hand on her knee。 He didn’t know how he felt yet。
Dan began to drive； slowly following the signs to I…95。 The car felt oddly empty without Jenny。 He still couldn’t believe she’d gone off with Nate。 She’d texted Dan to let him know that she was safe and taken care of； and that she’d be home in a few days。 The fact that his girlfriend and his little sister had both fallen for that guy’s charms was seriously fucked up。
“Why were you going to Nate’s room？” Dan asked once they were on the highway。 It was the first sentence he’d spoken since they left。
“I don’t know；” Serena said； staring straight ahead。 Something about her matter…of…fact tone made Dan know she was telling the truth。 “I think I mainly just wanted to talk to him。 To see him。 We’d been talking about the old days and it just brought up a lot。” Serena took a napkin from the cup holder and began ripping it into smaller and smaller pieces。
Dan nodded。 That sort of made sense。 It was how he felt when he was texting Vanessa。 Like sliding back into something familiar。
“Would you have slept with him？” Dan asked。
Serena bit her lip。 Over the years； whenever she and Nate were alone together； things happened beyond their control。 But that was in the past。 “No；” Serena decided。
“I don’t get it；” Dan said tightly。 “Are you in love with him？”
Serena sighed； searching for the words； for a way to explain the whole messy situation so it would make sense to Dan。 She rubbed her hands in front of the heater to warm them。 How could she answer that？ “No。 But he was my first love。 And that’s hard to get over。”
Dan nodded； staring straight ahead at the dark road； thinking of Vanessa。 The snow had finally stopped and the roads were plowed； but they were pletely empty。 It was like the whole world was drinking eggnog and counting down to midnight somewhere。 “I get it。” It had taken him two years to get over her。 And then； with one text message； suddenly it felt like she was back in his life。
“I love you；” Serena said； her voice catching in her throat。
All of a sudden； Dan started laughing。 “If we got through this weekend； we can get through anything。”
Serena smiled。 Soon they’d be back in New York； back to their real lives； and this would all feel like a dream。
Doesn’t she mean nightmare？
“Vanessa； I need you to really flambé the soufflé。 Humphrey tradition；” Rufus roared。 A plastic top hat that read NEW YEAR’S EVE in silver foil letters was perched on his grizzly salt…and…pepper hair； and he wore a T…shirt with a cartoon of reindeer sitting on a couch drinking beers。
Vanessa used a match to set the chocolate soufflé on fire。 It felt good to be surrounded by noise and people after so many weeks of silently hanging around the loft。 Rufus’s friends were sitting on the couch； drinking vodka and grumbling about munism versus Marxism。 None of them had even asked who she was or why she was here。 Rufus had opened the door as if he’d been expecting her。 He’d told her that Dan； Serena； and Jenny were snowbound in Rhode Island； and that he was glad to have some young blood in the house。 That was hours ago； and since then she’d perfected Rufus’s recipe。
Suddenly； the door opened and Dan and Serena tumbled in； holding hands； snowflakes dusting their hair。
“Look who’s here！” Rufus cried proudly； gesturing to Vanessa as if he’d made her appear by magic。
Dan’s gaze shifted from Serena to Vanessa。 “I’m so sorry； I didn’t mean to intrude；” Vanessa said hastily。 She was still holding her wooden soufflé spoon； and set it down on the counter。 “It’s just… Hollis and I broke up and Ruby has； like；