沸腾文学

第23部分（第1页）

？Oh。　I　guess　you？re　not　up　for　dinner　then？？

Owen？s　voice　didn？t　sound　nearly　as　sexy　now　that　she　knew　what　a　plete　asshole　he　was。

Blair　walked　over　to　the　full…length　mirror　on　the　back　of　her　closet　door　and　examined　her　hair。　It

already　looked　a　little　longer。　Maybe　it　wouldn？t　take　that　long　to　grow　back。　Or　maybe　she？d　cut

it　even　shorter。　She　pulled　her　hair　back　severely　from　her　forehead　to　see　what　it　would　look　like

supershort。

？I　know　your　daughter；？　she　hissed　into　the　phone　as　she　walked　over　to　her　dresser　and　dug

around　in　the　top　drawer　until　she　found　the　little　pair　of　silver　antique　sewing　scissors　she？d

inherited　from　her　grandmother　and　never　had　much　use　for。

？B…Blair？；？　Owen　stammered。

？Fuck　off。？　Blair　clicked　off　the　phone　and　threw　it　onto　her　bed。　Then；　grabbing　a　handful　of

hair；　she　began　to　hack　away　with　the　tiny　silver　sewing　scissors。

Good…bye；　Audrey　Hepburn；　hello　Mia　Farrow　inRosemary？s　Baby　！

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protect　the　innocent。　Namely；　me。

hey　people！

The　least　painful　way　to　say　good…bye

Sad　but　true；　the　reality　of　Valentine？s　Day　is　that　it　makes　demands　on　relationships　that　those

relationships　may　not　be　able　to　handle。　What　do　you　do　when　you　both　know　it？s　over　and　you

just　want　to　move　on　so　you　can　start　maxing　out　your　credit　cards　on　presents　for　yourself　instead

of　for　someone　else？　In　my　vast　experience　with　painless　breakups；　the　less　you　say　the　better。

Don？t　hash　things　out。　A　simple　gesture　means　so　much　more。　An　invitation　to　do　something　？with

the　gang？　instead　of　alone　together。　A　tender　kiss　on　the　cheek。　A　good…bye　wave。　And　don？t　you

dare　return　any　gifts。　They？re　yours！　Keep　？em。

One　thing　you　may　not　have　realized　about　me

Iam　real。　That　means　I　have　a　birthday。　Next　Monday　I　turn　eighteen　and　I？m　having　a　party　and

you？re　all　invited。　I　know　what　you？re　thinking；　it？sMonday　。　But　really；　what　else　have　you　got

to　do　on　a　Monday　night？　Your　Latin　homework？　A　do…it…yourself　facial？　Plus；　the　week　willfly　by

afterwards；　I　promise。

When？Monday；　9P。M。　till　dawn。

Where？Gnome。　Don？t　worry　if　you？ve　never　heard　of　it。　No　one　has。　It？s　a　brand…spanking…new

club　on　Bond　Street　celebrating　its　opening　night　with　my　party。　Isn？t　that　sweet？

What　to　bring？Yourself；　your　most　beautiful　friends；　and　of　course；a　present　！

Sightings

Babsent　from　school　for　the　second　day　in　a　row。D　waiting　around　in　the　lobby　of　thePlaza　Hotel