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Audrey takes a gun and stick in the bag again。 She opens the phone and dials the number of
emergency。
s is the movida
Serena concluded that the only way to repair the horrific was having a Christmas…New Year
truly sensational； and the best way to ensure this was to give his own party。 She loved
planning parties and was extremely good at it； but it was Wednesday and only had three and a
half days to organize everything。 Blair would not help。 Was isolated in a room with the
iBook； a package of cigarettes and an espresso machine and would not leave until we finish
the script I was writing to the proposal to Yale。 Serena was always delegating tasks better
than doing everything yourself； then who should call unless the two girls who so desperately
wanted to be your new best friends？
… Hello？ Kati？ It's Serena。
… Hi！
… Look； Isabel is there？
… Arrais。
Of course it was。
… Legal。 So I was wondering if it would import you to e help me plan my New…Year's Eve
party。 I kind of decided at the last minute and really want to be great； but I am with
little time。
The two girls were speechless。 Then began to screech together。
… Oh my God！ Vai to be the best party of all！ Do not worry； we will get there quickly。
And here。
Serena came to the door using a pair of red velvet and a Juicy Couture camisetinha with a
picture of a snowman。
… Oh； my God； you're so tanned exultou Isabel； kissing her on the face。
… You emagreceu？ … Kati said； kissing her too。
As Serena needed weight。
The eternal gracious host； Serena took them to the living room of the family's huge
apartment in Fifth Avenue overlooking the Metropolitan Museum of Art her parents were to
spend the holidays and Ridgefield brother was in Boston； with friends of college； then
Serena had an apartment just for her。
Had already placed several blank sheets of paper in the huge coffee table with glass top and
writing them headers： Local。 Drink / Food。 Music / Sound。 Theme / Decoration / Lighting。
Invitations。 List of Guests。 She became the sheets of paper for Kati and Isabel。
See how Serena knew delegate？
… You were the organizing mittee of the party in Boca Kiss in October； is not it？
They are based。
… Great。 Can call the same buffet and decorator that same party？
… Of course！ … Isabel bent for the stock market looking for PalmPilot。
… And we need to find a legal DJ … Serena instructed。
Kati seemed confused。
… It is not the 45 that will play？
Serena blinked。 I had no idea where Flow would spend the New Year； but was not sure that he
wanted to stay in pursuing his own party。
… No； actually he is busy writing the new disc … she lied。 … A DJ is better anyway。 More
variety。
The two girls seemed disappointed。
… I thought we could use this list of guests of the ball Black…and…White … Serena continued；
taking another stack of paper in the coffee table。 … Of course I can add who you want。
… Flow is at least？
Serena faltered。 If that was not going to say； Kati and Isabel probably start to spread
rumors again； about the engagement of Serena and Flow was over and blah blah blah。 And it
could be an elegant gesture send an invitation to the house of Flow in Malibu； especially
after it left the parrot in reception of the resort in St。 Barts and returned to New York on
the morning of Christmas； without seeing him again。 It was as if he really was the party
anyway。
… He promised me he would … she said； pointing to the name of Flow on the list。
Without thinking about doing that； Serena went to thumb through the list until the U。S。 to
make sure that the name of Aaron Rose was there。 Aaron just back from St。 Barts in the 30th；
but she hoped it was the party。 He looked so sad the last time she saw him she wanted to do
something to cheer him。
… Should I take care of the invitations？ … Kati asked； every executive。 Nokia's mobile phone
took the bag Hervé Chapelier red。 … Can I call the paper right now。
… Great … Serena said。 … And； Isabel； why not call the realtor for parties？ Tell him I want
a big loft in the center with a good view of fireworks。 Preferably with a deck。
While passing the list of invitees to Kati； a name at the top of the list drew attention to
Serena： Nathaniel Archibald。 Where the hell andava Nate； indeed； 〃she is asked。 He had to go
to her party。 The new…year would not be the same without him。
Nate was busy opening the package of memories of Jenny； which was not a simple task； since
it was wrapped in a layer of five centimeters of magazines for teenagers and Scotch tape。
The package had arrived yesterday afternoon； but somehow； between being snowboarding down
the mountain with Cadillac John and Ryan and smoking hashish in the bathtub of a girl at a
party in Bar Harbor； he simply had forgotten to open。
The only clean underwear that remained in the drawer of Nate was that Jenny had bought for
him at Barneys； he now was sitting on the floor using the samba…song of sailfish； ripping
the pages of a magazine covering box of Nike shoes； exactly of how Jenny had imagined。
He raised the lid of the box and looked inside； laughing even while it was the finger in the
tinder…haired Jenny。 Mandar a wick of hair almost seemed that Blair would do something； but
it probably fill with perfume first； then put a box of Tiffany's silver…coated red velvet
and with a monogram of the initials of Nate or something。 Nate got the program of The
Break…nuts and leaves。 Instead of remembering five days before； when he led Jenny to see the
ballet and they sat in the front row of the balcony at the New York State Theater of Lincoln
Center hold hands while the army of nutcracker toy soldiers in the fighting the mice against
the evil under the huge Christmas tree； he thought the last time they took Blair to see the
same ballet。
Blair had colic。 So in the meantime； Nate managed an Advil and a Perrier for her with the
bartender and then they took to smoking cigarettes behind the counter。 They were kissing and
it went the whole second act there； smoking； kissing and watching people passing by the
source and the empty Lincoln Center。 Blair was wearing a coat of camel hair with the collar
of mink in which Nate liked to pull his face； breathing the aroma of the bination of
animal skin； the scent of cigarette smoke and Blair。
From the top of the dresser Shaker board room of Nate in Mount Desert； the phone rang。 The
phone had nine messages； all with the number of Jenny； and Nate had not been concerned with
the answer either。 But this time the number it flashes on the screen was different。
Nate laughed。 He was always happy to hear Serena。
It is； as all the guys on the planet。
… And then？ What 's up？
… Natie？ … The voice sounded calm in your ears。 … I was wondering when am I gonna see you
again。 Or will you； so kind； to stay in Maine until graduation？
Nate is bent and picked up the package of blueberry Pop…Tarts box of memories of Jenny。
Opened with the teeth and took one of the Pop…Tarts； devouring it before throwing the bag
back to the box。
… I think I will stay longer here … he wanted to avoid dealing with Jennifer until the last
minute。 Or forever； if possible。
… But I will give a party…New Year's … Serena said a voice in a bad mood。 … Kati and Isabel
are here now； helping me to plan。 The theme will be great and we have the best DJ； and a
huge deck so that everyone can see the fireworks。 You are a Mané is not ing； and I
promise I will regret fully。
Nate laughed。 The party seemed legal。 Then he thought of something。
… Hey； Where to Blair？ You were not in St。 Barts？
… Back sooner … Serena sighed。 … Blair on this side and a nerd working on the proposal to
Yale。
… Ah … Nate got the copy of Romeo and Juliet and spent the thumb at the edge of the pages
full of ears。 Then he looked for cover； a classic image of a boy and a girl intertwined in a
hug。 … But it will at the party； right？
… Of course； silly … Serena exclaimed。 … It is not as well nerd。
… OK … Nate agreed； still holding the book。 … I will。
Serena hung up。 Facing her； sitting on the couch of red and white chintz； Kati and Isabel
were busy to phone； scheduling the buffet and beverage ordering more than ever need。 Serena
smiled to herself。 It was half as interesting Nate said only that the party was going after
it said that Blair would be there。 He had a feeling that would be a very interesting
new…year。
the tormented artists suddenly have their moment
Still using the same coffee…stained white shirt to wear for almost a week； Dan had almost
filled an entire block with morbid poems about love poetry was a hoax invented by Hallmark
to sell cards of Valentine's Day and give people the false impression that their life had
meaning。 Now he was working on a poem entitled 〃Car Full of Stones；〃 about a guy who fills
your car from stones and leads to a river because the car reminds of the ex…girlfriend who
liked to go out there and listen to the static car instead of music。
Jenny knocked on the door。
… Ha