7. Jealousy Looks Good On No One (1/2)

h2 class="story_title" style="font-size: 1.6em; margin: 15px 0px 8px; font-family: arvo, 'times new roman', serif; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: #eeeeee; padding-bottom: 4px; text-align: center; z-index: 10; color: #333333;"jealousy never looks good on anyone/h2div id="restxt" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14.3999996185303px;"div id="rescontent" style="word-wrap:

eak-word;"div id="story_text" class="story_text" style="border: 0px; font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; padding: 8px 8px 18px; line-height: 1.7em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 80px; margin-right: 80px;"p style="line-height: 1.7em;" blair and serena walked to constance together the next day. their arms were entwined and they were laughing and gossiping, just like the old times. the sky was

ight blue but fall was surely upon new york. most constance girls donned hanro fishnet tights underneath their little uniform skirts and donned cute designer beanies over their perfect tresses. the yellow,

own, and red leaves blew all over the area and the wind rusted serena's golden locks. as usual, serena looked like a model without trying and for once, blair didn't hate her for it. as long as they were friends again, everything was okay.

style="line-height: 1.7em;" / "wait, they were caught in her dad's office?" blair's upper lip curled in disgust.

style="line-height: 1.7em;" / serena nodded and had sip of her latte. "and they just kept going at it."

style="line-height: 1.7em;" / blair shook her head. "i always knew sasha ferguson was a whore but i didn't know it went that far."

style="line-height: 1.7em;" / "well, her personal trainer is sexy."

style="line-height: 1.7em;" / it was just like the old days with blair and serena. they were simply conversing and having a good time. even yesterday, when they were going over details for her parents' dinner party and the little party she was having for the guests her age, serena had let blair have the stage and made no suggestions, just nodded and agreed with what kati and isabel suggested. it was the best thing that a friend could do.

style="line-height: 1.7em;" / kati and isabel were waiting for them at the met, eating egg and bacon

eakfast sandwiches from a french bakery on the top steps. blair wrinkled her nose at the greasy, high-calorie

eakfasts. the only thing she had had so far today was half of a grapefruit and the coffee in her hand. she and nate were officially going to do it on saturday but she would be draped in la perla's latest lingerie set rather than just skin. however, just thinking about sex with nate made her so nervous that she couldn't eat anyway and she needed to fit into a dolce gabbana dress that she saw in bendel's that only ran in size twos.

style="line-height: 1.7em;" / "good morning, girls," blair said coolly but with a smile on her glossed lips.

style="line-height: 1.7em;" / kati swallowed the huge bite she'd taken out of her sandwich and smiled. "good morning."

style="line-height: 1.7em;" / "hi."

style="line-height: 1.7em;" / "those looked so good but i'm a fan of the danishes myself," serena said.

style="line-height: 1.7em;" / blair wanted to critique serena on encouraging kati and isabel's fatty eating habits-she wasn't going to be friends with fat people, no matter how skinny they made her look-but she refrained herself from doing so.

style="line-height: 1.7em;" / "really?" isabel asked.

style="line-height: 1.7em;" / serena nodded. "i get them on saturdays mostly, though."

style="line-height: 1.7em;" / "huh..." isabel seemed to be pondering the thought.

style="line-height: 1.7em;" / "so, did you send out invitations yet?" isabel asked.

style="line-height: 1.7em;" / blair nodded. "everyone's invited but we just have to get a few things with the food people done and we'll be fine."

style="line-height: 1.7em;" / "cool."

style="line-height: 1.7em;" / "it'll be better than the last one," blair said.

style="line-height: 1.7em;" / it was a sly comment to serena's return, when she'd ruined everything. first, she had ruined her move on nate and the poor guy had been put back under her spell. now that was over; serena was dating dan the

ooklynite and nate was all her's.

style="line-height: 1.7em;" / serena didn't seem to notice as she tapped away on her palm. it was probably just dan.

style="line-height: 1.7em;" / "emilia charleston will be attending with her dad since her mother is still recovering from surgery," blair said.

style="line-height: 1.7em;" / "oh, it was too bad about that ski accident," kati said.

style="line-height: 1.7em;" / "yeah," isabel added.

style="line-height: 1.7em;" / blair felt like a gorgeous philanthropist by inviting people that were having a tough time. it was the charitable time of year. what made it better was kati and isabel were taking notice.

style="line-height: 1.7em;" / serena was still focused on her phone, which got on blair's last nerve. had she no respect for her best friend's good deeds? blair didn't care how supposedly nice moody dan was; the moment was about her.

style="line-height: 1.7em;" / serena turned away from them and smiled. "there you are."

style="line-height: 1.7em;" / the heels of black leather jimmy choo ankle boots clicking against the steps sounded like gun shots in blair's ears. her chest tightened and her throat closed as if she was having an allergic reaction-was it possible to be allergic to another human being?

style="line-height: 1.7em;" / blair turned around and watched serena em

ace oriana like they hadn't seen each other in months rather than hours. oriana's mouth quirked a little as serena pulled away and turned towards the other with an eager smile on her face.

style="line-height: 1.7em;" / "hi," blair managed.

style="line-height: 1.7em;" / "hey." oriana lifted her venti starbucks cup to her lips and adjusted her louis vuitton tote on her shoulder.