All I Want Is Everything (8 page)

- Actually, no - she responded with indifference.

- Ooooh - balbuciou Isabel. - She is so reserved. That means
something must have happened.

Blair goggle.

- Whatever.

- Hey, what a lady. Glos said in his essay for Yale? - Kati
asked.

That was the problem of attending a school for girls only:
everyone knew everything about everybody. That left Blair insane.

- She liked - Blair lied. She began to climb the ladder
again, the ringlet of rubi beating in the metal handrail as she walked. - See you later. I have
to start studying for a test of English.

- Wait! - Isabel screamed.

Blair turned and waited.

- What is it?

- It is true that Serena and Flow are engaged?

Blair could barely contain the laughter. She knew that it
should tell the truth to them, but it would be much more interesting not count.

- You said it, swinging the head with a smile of disbelief. - There is a madness?

The two girls are looked clearly moved by the confirmation
that achieved a very reliable source for gossip revolutionary.

- Then she goes to St. Barts with you? - Asked Kati.

Blair seats and turned the ringlet of ruby on his finger.

- We plan the wedding while there.

- Ah, it looks so fun! - Isabel said with his British accent
more detestable. She looked at Kati and then back to Blair. - You think it is going to
invite the ladies of honor?

Blair turned and went up the stairs without effort, like
Audrey in his wonderful Givenchy dress during the scene of the fashion show of Cinderella in
Paris.

- Maybe - she said. - If you are very, very nice to her.

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warning: all the real names of places, people and events
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Hi, guys!

Okay, so did the evidence - now it's time to burn.

A LIST OF REQUESTS FOR CHRISTMAS  

1 of fox fur hat Fendi, but will probably be forgotten in a
taxi one day, late at night 1 bag of fringy suede Coach, good to go out with the keys,
credit card and shine for lips.

What more need be?

A full year marked the Elizabeth Arden Red Door Salon for
facial hair removal, eyebrow and in the groin, masks of seaweed, haircuts and lights.

1 pair of leather boots caramel. 1 pair of boots of
dark-brown suede. 1 pair of black boots at the knee.

All of Stephane Kelian and everything to jump 10. There is
nothing like many pairs of boots.

1 coat of lambskin Fendi.

1 box of chocolate truffles extragrande of the bitter Godiva - my weakness. Well, one of them.

1 bath robe of TSE Cashmere of white and half of combining
Cashmere All classic Hitchcoch on DVD The acceptance at university A Year's Eve all-new processor!

Flagra  

B getting all the books on Audrey Heoburn in the library of
Manhattan. The M and his friend walking with the boxer from A (it is a dog, not a fighter),
by Constance Billard School for Girls and looking through windows of the octagonal first
floor - by whom, I wonder? S giving the doorman a basket full of baby barracudas. Do the daily
shipments of Flow are not exaggerated way? N getting stoned with friends in the Sheep
Meadow. J doing a great Christmas card with glitter for N of art in the classroom. D
is getting rid of a god bloquinhos precious in a black trash on Broadway. The block
of a writer is not problematic?

V plagued a poor innocent seller of hot dog in Washington
Square Park. K and I fighting for a hat of fox fur in Intermix.

Your email  

Q: Dude “Gossip Girl,”

Toei trying to deduce who is since you started this site q
vc. Q do not think you speak of colleges unless q be the third year. I am only the first
year, but'm cool with all veterans.

So you might not be as cool as I think q is. Q I still think
you must be a college professor of pervert or someone like that.

- Jdwack  

A: Dear jdwack,

Continue trying to deduce who I am because I will not tell
you. But I promise you this: I would not be caught dead using cáqui shorts with a whistle
in the neck.

- GG  

Q: Hi, GG,

So, what do you think of that rumor that goes around that
Flow and S are engaged? She always acts full of mysteries, as if it had a big secret, then it
means difficult to know.

- Ghost A: Dear ghost,

I know what you mean - S maintains a silence on Flow awful,
if the rumor is true. But let's be realistic here. She has only 17 years. Even if you are
engaged, I doubt that the marriage is near.

- GG  

Q: So, GossipG,

I do not know if B knows this, but I heard that the guy who
took it on Saturday night - the drummer friend of her half-brother - will spend the holidays
in St. Barts too.

- Informant  

A: Dear informant,

Caracas. I think B will have a big surprise, and she may not
like it much either.

AND FINALLY ...

There! What sense is going to school after the evidence is
no longer worth our notes for nothing? They should let the people had only one field, type
lunch or study room, or theater, across primevera. I mean, that seems to have not
had a break!

For you who love me,

gossip girl Barneys to form the character  

On Thursday before Christmas, the Constance Billard finally
released the girls to their luxurious vacation for 12 days through the school year.
After school, Jenny met Nate in front of Barneys. She was wearing a hooded sweatshirt with
blue-baby, a partnership with black fake fur collar, the uniform gray supercurto from
school, a chapeuzinho red hair goat with his dark curls out underneath and gloves from goat hair
red combining. It was lovely,

and the minute in which the saw, Nate took the glove from
her hand and gave him a kiss in the palm. Had achieved a huge stock of grass for Christmas
with their supplier in 80 of the pizzeria with Madison, and was a very good mood.

- I missed - he said, emerald-green eyes shining in the
twilight of winter.

The heart of Jenny started to jump.

- I felt your flat too - she said, the cheeks a delicate
pink. She took the pocket of the sparse Christmas card that he had done for him. - Take.

Nate tore the envelope handmade. He looked the picture she
had drawn with water, coal and gold pen, trying to understand exactly what it was.

- It is a snowman holding a reindeer - Jenny explained. -
Half a combination of the styles of Matisse and Picasso, but I do not know if it worked.

Nate did not understand anything of Matisse and Picasso. He
opened the card. Merry Christmas, Nate!, Said the caps in golden glitter. Love,
Jennifer. Nate smiled and put the card in the pocket of the jacket.

- Thanks.

Jenny passed by the arm and led him into the store.

- So, what you want for Christmas? I will buy their first
present.

She took more borrowed $ 50 with his father, who really was
not anything close to all the money it already had. Since it began dating Nate, Jenny was
spending more money than in its entire life.

Like any girl will tell you, take care of the leaves look
expensive, but worth it.

In the male department, Nate showed her a pair of gray
merino wool socks.

- How about that?

- Half? But I want to give you something special. Something
with ... spirit - Jenny insisted. Panache, was what she wanted to say. Panache. He
had seen that was used in Vogue,

and seemed so French and so sophisticated.

Nate returned the half and looked the store.

- I do not want you to spend lots of money with me,
Jennifer.

Jenny triumphant smiled at him, loving him more than ever.
She loved the way he called Jennifer. I loved the small bonitinhas of text messages he
sent him by phone. I loved how he did things, like kissing her hand. And, best of all, loved
the feeling that he gave him with a few words with his sensual voice, as if it were the most
lucky girl of Barneys, and that really meant something.

- There can be only half - she insisted. - You must be
special.

- Okay - Nate responded with a shoulder to the fun. It was
cute way that Jenny wanted to buy him anything more meaningful than socks or perfume. She was
so generous and genuinely never expected anything in return.

- This here? - Jenny erected for a short wool flannel with
Scottish cord. - I think should be in his pajamas.

Nate wrinkle the forehead.

- It means gay - he said.

Jenny put the shorts back on the shelf.

- You are right. Sorry - after she saw a table with piles of
underwear-samba song with silk-screen images in the rear. There was a samba-song with
a sailboat in red silk. What perfect. Sailing was the thrill of Nate. He even built
sailboats in Maine. The shorts cost $

60, and was more than she wanted to spend and other means to
underpants, but Jenny was willing to give up ten dollars for the man she loved more
than anyone or anything else in the world.

- This is great - Nate built the underwear and examined the
boat. - But I think nobody is going to see.

A jet flushing rose by neck of Jenny when she thought of
underwear to see Nate.

- No, but it has to be his - she insisted. - It is so
totally you.

She doubled the drawer and took her to the counter.

- You can gift-wrap, please? - She turned to Nate. - It's
more fun if you open as a gift,

really. - The brown eyes shone in her excitement. Jenny had
a lovely boyfriend, bought him a present very cool and he was smiling at her like that that
will be made to shout: I'm so happy! She went to Nate a black sacolinha of Barneys. -
Happy Hanykkah - said it all happy,

but were only half Jewish and Nate was not anything Jewish.

- Thanks, Jennifer - Nate did not expect to find something
you really like, but until he found the cute underwear. He took her hand. - Now we buy
something for you. Come on.

He took her to the elevator and the sixth floor. Jenny did
not know where they were going until the doors were opened and they went out in the
lingerie department.

She hesitated. Nate imagined that she buy something cute for
Christmas, like a scarf with a reindeer or something stupid. But not lingerie.

- Choose what you want - Nate said.

Jenny looked at the shelves of imported lingerie made by
hand, his face red with shame. She always bought Bali bra at Macy's because it had extra
support and extralargas strips to prevent the weight of their breasts estupendos leaving marks
on the shoulders. It seemed that the sutiãs shred of Barneys would be if she put them
just a breast, and even more the two. There was no way to get her a bra, a bustiê and not
even a top. First, she would die if Nate discover the size of them. Second, they probably were
not beautiful things and income in the size of it.

Jenny wanted to be able to say that Nate did not want any
lingerie, but did not want to hurt his feelings. Instead, she got a simple white silk panties
from La Perla costoura with a pink and a pink satin ribbon of the elastic.

- This here is legal.

- I want a matching bra with it? - Grasnou a seller of some
17 years, zanzando there to help.

- No - Jenny practically shouted. She took the panties and
the hanger doi until the balcony so that Nate could pay and they left them running away.

The box got the panties and started to wrap it in paper.

- Only the thong, miss? - She asked.

Jenny looked at a piece of white silk in the hands of women.
I could see that basically remained the area's ass.

Failed to stop looking at Nate.

- It is - it winch. - Just that.

- And we want to present, please - Nate added. Blair wore
thong all the time. He did not understand why Jenny was so embarrassed.

When the package was ready, delivered to the Nate and Jenny
kissed on the face.

- Merry Christmas.

Jenny prying eyes of the sentence in the carpet that looked
fixedly cream and got the bag.

Here was something that she loved in Nate - he is not
surprised at how things varias thong.

He was always calm and cold.

Well, it is difficult not to be calm environment when stoned
most of the time.

As the elevator descended, Jenny is asked what should be
done now. Go home and parading with the present one to the other? Just the idea of walking from
one side to another before Nate out with the butt of Jenny did want to die.

The elevator door is opened.

- I was thinking that we could go walk to the St. Regis -
Nate said while passing by the cosmetics department, the road to exit the store. The heart
to beat erratically Jenny chest.

The St. Regis was a hotel. Oh, my God.

- Have a great pub there. We could take a hot chocolate or
something - Nate added.

It seemed that he genuinely wanted a hot chocolate, not a
showzinho erotic in a hotel room.

Jenny sigh of relief.

- Sounds good right.

But before reaching the front door, Nate saw two girls, one
with blond hair pulled up in a tail-to-horse and the other with brown hair that fell
costas.Eram by Serena and Blair,

standing at the counter of Estée Lauder, well on the way of them.

Nate put his arm around Jenny and started to take it in the
opposite direction, back to the shop for a male and exit different. Not that it matters to
be seen with ela.Só would be easier if they had to talk to anyone, especially with Blair.

Jenny hesitated and made a face at him.

- Wait. Where are we going? - She asked, confused.

- Hmmm, I think perhaps I should get a new belt in the
output - Nate said, hoping that Blair and Serena has not had the visa.