gossip girl 4 英文-第28部分

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lower　lid。　

？Let？s　get　this　done！？　the　photographer　shouted　from　his　inflatable　boat。　

Serena　turned　to　wave　at　him；　her　yellow　dress　fanning　out　around　her　knees　and　her　blond　hair　
flying。　In　that　instant；　the　tear　dropped　onto　her　lovely　cheek；　a　perfect　illustration　of　every　human　
emotion　Les　Best　wanted　to　encapsulate　in　his　new　perfume　ad。　They？d　have　to　airbrush　out　the　
cigarette　in　Serena？s　hand　and　the　goosebumps　dotting　her　arms　and　legs；　but　you？d　be　surprised　
how　easy　that　is　to　do。　

rehab　is　the　new　spa　

After　watchingThe　Great　Gatsby　twice　in　a　row；　Blair　clicked　off　the　TV　and　picked　up　her　
phone。　She　was　eager　to　talk　to　someone；　to　let　the　world　know　she　was　still　alive　despite　
everything。　The　thing　was；　she　absolutelydreaded　speaking　to　every　single　person　she　knew；　
including　her　gay；　France…living　dad；　whom　she　had　always　counted　on　to　cheer　her　up。　If　only　
there　were　someone　else；　someone　new　and　different　who？　

Actually；　there　wasone　person　she　could　bear　to　speak　to。　And　why　the　fuck　shouldn？t　she　call　
him　when　he　had　called　her　pletely　out　of　the　blue　last　week　while　she　was　getting　her　hair　
cut？　

She　speed…dialed　Nate？s　cell　phone　number；　and；　to　her　surprise；　he　answered　it。　

？Natie？？　Blair　crooned　into　the　phone。　？I　heard　all　about　what　happened。　Howare　you？　Are　you　
okay？？　

？Yeah；　actually　I？m　really　good；？　Nate　responded；　sounding　suspiciously　unstoned。　？My　dad？s　
still　pretty　pissed　off　about　what　happened；　and　I　don？t　know　how　it？s　going　to　affect　my　chances　
at　Brown；　but　I？m　still　good。？　

Blair　pointed　her　bare　toes　into　the　air　and　frowned　at　the　day…old　cotton…candy…pink　polish　that　
she？d　painted　on　herself　out　of　plete　boredom。　？You　poor　baby；？　she　sighed　
sympathetically。　？Rehab　must　totally　suck。？　

？Um；　actually？and　I　know　this　sounds　weird？I？m　starting　to　kind　oflike　it；？　Nate　admitted。　？I　
wish　it　wasn？t　such　a　haul　to　get　up　there；　but　it？s　a　really　cool；　modern　place；　and　it？s　kind　of；　I　
don？t　know　。　。　。relaxing　to　do　something　totally　unrelated　to　school。？　

？Really？？　Blair　fluffed　up　the　pillows　behind　her　and　sat　up　in　bed。　Rehab　wasrelaxing　？　Maybe　
it　was　exactly　what　she　needed？a　respite　from　the　travails　of　her　quotidian　existence。　She　could　


picture　herself　wrapped　in　a　downy　white　spa　robe；　her　face　lathered　in　green　clay　masque；　her　
feet　and　hands　stuck　with　acupuncture　needles；　sipping　detoxifying　herbal　tea　as　she　lounged　on　a　
daybed　chatting　to　an　attentive　counselor　in　a　white　linen　tunic。　

？If　you　could　be　any　sort　of　animal；　what　would　you　be？？　the　counselor　would　ask　her。　Nothing　
too　challenging。　

Rehab。　Why　hadn？t　she　thought　of　it　before？　Sure；　there　might　be　a　little　therapy　involved；　but　
she？d　never　had　a　problem　talking　about　herself。　And　best　of　all；Nate　would　be　there　？the　two　of　
them　alone　together；　away　from　the　city　and　all　its　messy　baggage。　She？d　always　dreamed　of　
spending　a　weekend　with　Nate　at　a　romantic　bed…and…breakfast　on　the　Cape　or　in　the　Hamptons。　A　
rehab　clinic　in　Greenwich；　Connecticut；　would　be　almost　as　good。　Sure；　she？d　thought　she？d　
wanted　to　erase　Nate？s　arrogant；　cheating　presence　from　her　life　entirely；　but　Nate　sounded　like　he　
was　turning　over　a　new　leaf；　which　was　exactly　what　she　was　trying　to　do！　

？So　how　do　you　get　into　rehab　anyway？　Can　you　just　sign　up；　or　do　you　have　to　be　sent　there　by　
somebody？？　Blair　asked。　She　glanced　at　herself　in　the　mirror　on　the　back　of　her　closet　door。　With　
her　hacked…off　hair　and　pasty　face；　she　looked　enough　like　a　heroin　addict　that　they　were　sure　to　
admit　her。　

？I　think　you　can　sign　yourself　in；　but　who？d　be　crazy　enough　to　do　that？？　Nate　asked。　

Blair　smiled。She　would。　？So　do　you　want　to　get　together　tomorrow　night　or　something？？　she　
asked。　？I　know　I　act　like　a　bitch　sometimes；　Nate；　but　I　always　wind　up　missing　you。？　

？Sorry。　I　have　to　be　at　Breakaway　for　group；？　Nate　responded。　He　hadn？t　seen　Georgie　since　the　
night　of　the　snowstorm　and　Jackie　had　promised　Georgie　would　be　returning　to　group　
tomorrow。　？I　take　the　train；　so　I　don？t　get　home　until　pretty　late。？　

？All　right。　But　let？s　get　together　sometime　soon；　okay？？　Blair　said。　？You　know　you　love　me；？　
she　added　in　a　seductive　whisper　and　hung　up。　

Hopping　off　her　bed　with　newfound　energy；　she　removed　the　Pucci　scarf　from　her　head　and　
messed　up　what　little　hair　she　had　left　with　a　dime…sized　squirt　of　Bed　Head　texturizing　hair　gel。　
Then　she　opened　her　bedroom　door　for　the　first　time　all　week。　？Mom！？　she　shouted　down　the　
hall。　？e　quick。　I　need　your　help　with　something！？　

What　better　way　for　the　leading　lady　to　make　a　eback　than　to　emerge　from　rehab；　refreshed　
and　rejuvenated；　with　her　handsome　leading　man　at　her　side？　

sex　poems　are　full　of　lies　


？So　。　。　。　；？　Vanessa　said；　bouncing　her　knee　against　Dan？s　thigh　as　they　lay　naked　on　their　backs；　
contemplating　his　cracked　bedroom　ceiling　in　a　postcoital　daze。　？What　did　you　think？？　

Vanessa　had　already　tried　sex　a　couple　of　times　before　with　her　ex…boyfriend　Clark；　an　older　
bartender　she？d　gotten　together　with　briefly　in　the　fall；　when　Dan　（along　with　the　rest　of　the　
predictable　male　population）　had　been　too　busy　mooning　over　Serena　van　der　Woodsen　to　notice　
that　Vanessa　had　fallen　in　love　with　him。　Even　if　Vanessa　had　just　done　it　for　the　first　time；　she　
would　have　been　matter…of…fact　about　it；　because　that　was　the　way　she　was　about　everything。　Dan；　
on　the　other　hand；　wasn？t　matter…of…fact　about　anything；　andhe　was　the　one　who？d　just　been　
deflowered。　She　couldn？t　wait　to　hear　his　reaction。　

？It　was　。　。　。？　Dan　stared　unblinkingly　up　at　the　gray；　turned…off　lightbulb　dangling　from　the　center　
of　the　ceiling；　feeling　immobilized　and　overstimulated　at　the　same　time。　Their　hips　were　touching　
under　the　thin；　burgundy…colored　sheet；　and　it　felt　like　an　electric　current　was　running　between　
them；　pinging　out　of　Dan？s　toes；　his　knees；　his　belly　button；　his　elbows；　and　the　ends　of　his　hair。　

？Indescribable；？　he　finally　answered；　because　there　really　were　no　words　to　describe　how　it　had　
felt。　Writing　a　poem　about　sex　would　be　impossible；　unless　he　resorted　to　boring；　clich？d　
metaphors　like　exploding　fireworks　or　musical　crescendos。　Even　those　were　totally　inaccurate。　
They　gave　no　sense　of　the　actualfeeling　；　or　how　sex　was　this　whole　discovery　process　during　
which　everything　monplace　became　absolutely　amazing。　For　instance；　Vanessa？s　left　arm：　it　
wasn？t　a　particularly　spectacular　arm？fleshy　and　pale；　covered　in　brownish　fuzz；　and　sprinkled　
with　moles。　While　they？d　been　having　sex　it　had　no　longer　been　the　same　old　arm　he？d　known　
and　loved　since　he　and　Vanessa　had　accidentally　gotten　locked　out　of　a　party　in　tenth　grade？it　had　
been　an　exquisite；　precious　thing　that　he　couldn？t　stop　kissing；　something　new　and　exciting　and　
delicious。　Oh；God　。　See？　Everything　he　could　think　of　to　describe　what　sex　was　like　sounded　like　
a　lame　ad　for　a　new　cereal　or　something。　Even　the　wordsex　was　wrong；　andmaking　love　sounded　
like　a　bad　soap　opera。　

Electricwould　have　been　a　good　word　to　describe　what　sex　was　like；　but　then　again；　it　had　too　
many　negative　connotations；　like　the　electric　chair　or　an　electric　cattle　fence。Teeming　was　another　
good　word；　but　what　did　it　mean　exactly？　Andquivering　sounded　too　dainty　and　puny；　like　a　
scared　little　mouse。　If　he　were　ever　going　to　write　a　poem　about　sex；　he　wanted　to　provoke　
thoughts　of　sexy；　muscular　beasts　like　lions　and　stags；　not　mice。　

？Earth　to　Dan？？　Vanessa　reached　over　and　flicked　her　finger　against　his　earlobe。　

？Pinnacle；？　Dan　muttered　senselessly。　？Epiphany。？　

Vanessa　ducked　under　the　sheet　and　blew　a　giant　raspberry　on　Dan？s　pale；　hollow　
stomach。　？Hello？　Are　you　in　shock　or　something？？　

Dan　grinned　and　scooted　her　up　his　chest　so　he　could　kiss　her　Cheshire　cat　mouth　and　dimpled　


chin。　？Let？s　do　it　again。？

　Whoo！　

Vanessa　giggled　and　rubbed　her　nose　against　his　unruly　brown　eyebrows。　？So　I　guess　you　
enjoyed　it；　huh？？　

Dan　kissed　her　right　eye　and　then　her　left。　？Mmm；？　he　sighed；　his　whole　body　humming　with　
pleasure　and　desire。　？I　love　you。？　

Vanessa　collapsed　on　his　chest　and　squeezed　her　eyes　shut。　She　wasn？t　a　very　girly　girl；　but　no　
girl　can　help　but　melt　the　first　time　she　hears　a　boy　say　those　three　words。　

？I　love　you；　too；？　she　whispered　back。　

Dan　felt　like　his　whole　body　was　smiling。　Who？d　known　this　mundane　Monday　in　February　
would　wind　up　so　damned　。　。　。great　？　

So　much　for　flowery　descriptions　and　poetic　turns　of　phrase。　

All　of　a　sudden　his　cell　phone　sounded　its　startling；　vibrating　ring　from　where　it　sat　on　the　
bedside　table；　only　inches　away。　Dan　was　pretty　sure　it　was　only　his　little　sister；　Jenny；　calling　to　
plain　about　school　again。　He　turned　his　head　to　read　the　number　on　the　little　screen。　PRIVATE；　
the　message　flashed；　which　only　happened　when　Vanessa　called　him　from　home。　

？It？s　your　sister。？　Dan　propped　himself　up　on　one　elbow　as　he　reached　for　his　phone。　？Maybe　
she？s　calling　to　tell　you　to　get　your　own　damn　cell　phone；finally　；？　he　joked。　？Should　I　answer　it？？　

Vanessa　rolled　her　eyes。　She　and　her　twenty…two…year…old　bass…guitar…playing　sister；　Ruby；　shared　
an　apartment　in　the　Williamsburg　section　of　Brooklyn。　Ruby　had　made　three　New　Year？s　
resolutions：　to　do　yoga　every　day；　to　drink　green　tea　instead　of　coffee；　and　to　be　more　nurturing　
toward　Vanessa；　since　their　own　parents　were　too　busy　being　art…hippie　freaks　up　in　Vermont　to　
nurture　her　themselves。　Vanessa　was　pretty　sure　Ruby　was　only　calling　to　ask　when　she？d　be　
home　so　Ruby　could　have　the　meatloaf　and　mashed　potatoes　all　done　when　she　got　there；　but　it　
was　so　unlike　Ruby　to　call　Dan？s　phone　right　in　the　middle　of　the　school　day　that　she　couldn？t　
resist　answering。　

She　took　the　ringing　phone　from　Dan　and　clicked　it　open。　？Yeah？　How　did　you　know　where　to　
find　me？？　

？Well；　good　afternoon　to　you；　darling　sister　o？　mine；？　Ruby　chirped　cheerfully。　？Remember？　I　
stuck　your　schedule　up　on　the　refrigerator　so　I？d　know　exactly　where　you　are　and　what　you？re　
thinking　about　at　all　times；　like　the　new　and　improved　version　of　Big　Brothers　B