gossip girl 2 英文-第22部分

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now？　
I　was　wrong　about　boys。　I　always　thought　they’d　do　anything　to　bag　
a　virgin。　I　mean；　I　thought　N　would　like　the　idea　that　B　has　never　
done　it。　But　he　doesn’t　seem　to　care　about　that　at　all。　All　it　does　is　
make　having　sex　with　her　this　huge　thing　that　he　can’t　deal　with　
without　smoking　a　big　fattie　and　downing　half　a　bottle　of　JD。　So　
disappointing。　
Not　that　he　was　too　quick　to　jump　S’s　bones　either；　and　we　all　know　
she’s　no　virgin。　
Maybe　N　just　has　high　moral　standards。　
Ooh；　that　makes　me　like　him　even　more。　

Your　E…mail　

Hey　gossip　girl；i　saw　S　go　upstairs　with　some　dude　at　the　Tribeca　
Star。　she　was　wasted。　i　was　kind　of　tempted　to　knock　on　the　door　
and　see　if　there　was　a　party　going　on　or　s/t；　but　i　chickened　out。　i　
just　wanted　your　advice。　do　you　think　she’d　do　me？　i　mean；　she　
looks　pretty　easy。—Coop　

Dear　Coop；　If　you’re　the　type　of　guy　who　has　to　ask；　then　probably　
not。　S　may　be　a　ho；　but　she　has　excellent　taste。　—GG

Sightings

Just　one：　N　at　the　burrito　place　on　Lexington；　chatting　up　the　cute　
girl　behind　the　counter。　She　gave　him　extra　guacamole　for　free。　
Yeah；　I　bet　she　did。　
You　know　you　love　me；　


“Dan；”　Jenny　whispered；　poking　at　her　brother’s　chest。　“Wake　up。”　
Dan　flung　his　hand　over　his　eyes　and　kicked　at　his　sheets。　“Go　
away。　It’s　Saturday；”　he　mumbled。　
“Please　get　up；”　Jenny　whined。　She　sat　down　on　the　bed；　poking　
him　repeatedly　until　he　removed　his　arm　to　glare　at　her。　



“What’s　your　problem？”　Dan　said。　“Leave　me　alone。”　
“No；”　Jenny　insisted。　“We　have　to　go　shopping。”　
“Right；”　Dan　said。　He　rolled　over；　turning　his　head　toward　the　wall。　
“Please；　Dan。　I　have　to　get　a　dress　for　the　party　on　Friday　and　you　
have　to　help　me。　Dad　gave　me　his　credit　card。　He　said　you　could　
get　a　tux；　too。”　Jenny　giggled。　“Since　we’re　turning　out　to　be　the　
type　of　spoiled　rotten　kids　that　will　need　tuxes　and　dresses　and　all　
that　crap。”　
Dan　rolled　over。　“I’m　not　going　to　that　party；”　he　said。　
“Shut　up。　Yes　you　are。　You’re　going　and　you’re　going　to　meet　Serena　
and　dance　with　her。　I’ll　introduce　you。　She’s　totally　cool；”　Jenny　
burbled　happily。　
“No；”　Dan　said　stubbornly。　
“Well；　you　can　at　least　help　me　pick　out　a　dress；”　Jenny　pouted。　
“Because　I’m　going。　And　I　want　to　look　nice。”　
“Can’t　Dad　go　with　you？”　Dan　asked。　
“Yeah；　right。　I　said　I　wanted　to　look　nice；”　Jenny　scoffed。　“You　know　
what　Dad　told　me？　He　said；　‘Go　to　Sears；　it’s　the　proletarian
department　store。’　Whatever　that　means。　I　don’t　even　know　where　
Sears　is；　if　it　even　exists　anymore。　Anyway；　I　want　to　go　to　Barneys。　
I　can’t　believe　I’ve　never　even　been　there。　I　bet　people　like　Serena　
van　der　Woodsen　and　Blair　Waldorf　go　there；　like；　every　day。”　
Dan　sat　up　and　yawned　loudly。　Jenny　was　all　dressed　and　ready　to　
go；　with　her　curly　hair　pulled　back　into　a　ponytail。　She　even　had　her　
jacket　and　shoes　on。　She　looked　so　cute　and　eager；　it　was　kind　of　
hard　to　say　no。　
“You’re　such　a　pain　in　my　ass；”　Dan　said；　standing　up　and　stumbling　
toward　the　bathroom。　
“You　know　you　love　me；”　Jenny　called　after　him。　


As　far　as　Dan　was　concerned；　Barneys　was　full　of　assholes；　down　to　
the　dude　who　opened　the　door　for　him；　smiling　in　the　cheesiest　way　
possible。　But　Jenny　loved　it；　and　even　though　she　had　never　been　
there；　she　seemed　to　know　everything　about　the　place。　She　knew　
not　to　bother　with　the　lower　floors；　which　were　full　of　designer　
clothes　she　could　never　afford；　and　headed　straight　to　the　top　floor　
Co…op。　And　when　the　elevator　doors　rolled　open；　she　felt　like　she　
had　died　and　gone　to　heaven。　There　were　so　many　beautiful　
dresses　hanging　on　the　racks　it　made　her　salivate　to　look　at　them。　
She　wanted　to　try　them　all　on；　but　of　course　she　couldn’t。　
When　you’re　a　34D；　you’re　kind　of　limited。　And　you　definitely　need　
help。　
“Dan；　will　you　go　ask　that　woman　to　help　me　find　this　in　my　size；”　
Jenny　whispered；　fingering　a　purple　velvet　empire…waist　sheath　with　



beaded　straps。　She　pulled　out　the　price　tag。　Six　hundred　bucks。　
“Jesus　Christ！”　Dan　said；　looking　at　the　price　over　her　shoulder。　“No　
way。”　
“I’m　just　trying　it　on　for　fun；”　Jenny　insisted。　“I　won’t　buy　it。”　She　
held　the　dress　up　to　herself。　The　bodice　would　barely　cover　her　
nipples。　Jenny　sighed　and　put　the　dress　back　on　the　rack。　“Would　
you　please　ask　that　lady　if　she’ll　help　me？”　she　repeated。　
“Why　can’t　you　ask？”　Dan　said。　He　shoved　his　hands　in　his　
corduroys　and　leaned　against　a　wooden　hat　rack。　
“Please？”　Jenny　said。　
“Fine。”　
Dan　strode　over　to　a　haggard　looking　woman　with　frosted　blond　
hair。　She　looked　like　she’d　been　working　in　department　stores　her　
entire　life；　only　taking　one　vacation　a　year　in　Atlantic　City；　New　
Jersey。　Dan　imagined　her　chain…smoking　Virginia　Slims　down　on　the　
boardwalk；　worrying　about　how　the　girls　back　at　the　store　were　
managing　without　her。　
“Can　I　help　you；　young　man？”　the　woman　asked　him。　Her　name　tag　
said　“Maureen。”　
Dan　smiled。　“Hello。　Do　you　think　you　could　help　my　sister　find　a　
nice　dress？　She’s　over　there。”　He　pointed　at　Jenny；　who　was　
studying　the　price　tag　of　a　red　silk　wraparound　with　ruffles　on　the　
sleeves。　Jenny　had　taken　off　her　jacket　and　was　wearing　a　white　T…
shirt。　Dan　could　not　deny　it。　Her　boobs　were　really　huge。　
“Yes；　of　course；”　Maureen　said；　striding　purposefully　toward　Jenny。　
Dan　stayed　where　he　was；　glancing　around　the　room　and　feeling　
pletely　out　of　place。　Behind　him；　he　heard　a　familiar　voice。　
“I　look　like　a　nun；　Mom；　I　swear。　It’s　just　pletely　wrong。”　
“Oh；　Serena；”　another　voice　said。　“I　think　it’s　darling。　What　if　you　
just　unbutton　the　collar　a　bit。　There。　See？　It’s　very　Jackie　O。”　
Dan　spun　around。　A　tall；　middle…aged　woman　with　Serena’s　coloring　
was　standing　half　in；　half　out　of　a　curtained　dressing　room。　The　
curtain　was　slightly　parted；　and　Dan　could　just　see　a　bit　of　Serena’s　
hair；　her　collarbone；　her　bare　feet；　the　toenails　painted　dark　red。　His　
cheeks　burned；　and　he　bolted　for　the　elevator。　
“Hey　Dan；　where’re　you　going？”　Jenny　called　over　to　him。　Her　arms　
were　already　piled　high　with　dresses；　and　Maureen　was　flicking　
efficiently　through　the　racks；　while　giving　her　all　sorts　of　good　
advice　about　support　bras　and　the　latest　figure…enhancing　
underwear。　Jenny　had　never　been　happier。　
“Gonna　check　out　the　men’s　stuff；”　Dan　mumbled；　glancing　
nervously　toward　the　side　of　the　room　where　he’d　spotted　Serena。　
“Okay；”　Jenny　said　gaily。　“I’ll　meet　you　down　there　in　forty…five　
minutes。　And　if　I　need　your　help；　I’ll　call　you　on　your　cell。”　


Dan　nodded　and　leapt　onto　the　elevator　as　soon　as　it　opened。　Down　
in　the　men’s　department；　he　ambled　over　to　a　counter　and　spritzed　
his　hands　with　Gucci　cologne；　wrinkling　his　nose　at　the　strong；　
Italian；　male　scent。　He　looked　around　the　intimidating；　woody　room　
for　a　bathroom　where　he　could　wash　it　off。　Instead；　he　found　a　
mannequin　in　full　evening　dress　and　beside　it；　a　rack　full　of　tuxes。　
Dan　fingered　the　rich　material　of　the　jackets　and　looked　at　the　
labels。　Hugo　Boss；　Calvin　Klein；　DKNY；　Armani。　
He　imagined　stepping　out　of　a　limo　wearing　his　Armani　tux　with　
Serena　on　his　arm。　They’d　stroll　down　the　red　carpet　leading　into　
the　party；　music　thumping　all　around　them；　and　people　would　turn　
and　say；　“Oh；”　in　hushed　voices。　Serena　would　press　her　perfect　
mouth　to　Dan’s　ear。　“I　love　you；”　she’d　whisper。　Then　Dan　would　
stop　and　kiss　her　and　pick　her　up　and　carry　her　back　to　the　limo。　
Screw　the　party。　They　had　better　things　to　do。　
“Can　I　help　you；　sir？”　A　salesman　asked。　
Dan　turned　abruptly。　“No。　I—”　He　hesitated　and　looked　at　his　watch。　
Jenny　was　going　to　take　forever　upstairs；　and　why　shouldn’t　he？　As　
long　as　he　was　there。　He　picked　up　the　Armani　tux　and　held　it　out　to　
the　sales　guy。　“Can　I　try　this　one　on　in　my　size？”　he　said。　
The　cologne　must　have　gone　to　his　head。　

Jenny　and　Maureen　had　pletely　scoured　the　racks；　and　Maureen　
had　filled　a　dressing　room　with　dozens　of　possibilities　in　assorted　
sizes。　The　problem　with　Jenny　was　she　was　only　a　size　two；　but　her　
chest　was　a　size　eight　at　least。　Maureen　thought　they’d　have　to　
promise　and　go　for　a　six；　letting　it　out　in　the　bust　and　taking　it　
in　everywhere　else。　
The　first　few　dresses　were　a　disaster。　Jenny　nearly　busted　the　zipper　
of　one　trying　to　unsnag　it　from　her　bra。　And　the　next　one　didn’t　
even　make　it　over　her　boobs。　The　third　one　was　pletely　
obscene。　The　fourth　one　fit；　sort　of；　except　it　was　bright　orange　and　
had　a　ridiculous　ruffle　running　across　it；　like　someone　had　slashed　it　
with　a　knife。　Jenny　poked　her　head　out　of　the　curtain　to　look　for　
Maureen。　Next　door；　Serena　and　her　mother　were　just　heading　out　
of　their　dressing　room　to　the　cashier’s　desk。　
“Serena！”　Jenny　called；　without　thinking　twice。　Serena　turned　
around　and　Jenny　blushed。　She　couldn’t　believe　she　was　talking　to　
Serena　van　der　Woodsen　while　wearing　a　bright　orange　dress　with　a　
stupid　ruffle　on　it。　
“Hey　Jenny；”　Serena　said；　beaming　sweetly　down　at　her。　She　walked　
over　and　kissed　Jenny　on　both　cheeks。　Jenny　sucked　in　her　breath　
and　gripped　the　curtain　to　steady　herself。　Serena　van　der　Woodsen　
had　just　kissed　her。　


“Wow；　crazy　dress；”　Serena　said。　She　leaned　in　to　whisper　in　Jenny’s　
ear。　“You’re　lucky　you　don’t　have　your　mom　with　you。　I　got　suckered　
into　buying　the　ugliest　dress　in　the　store。”　Serena　held　the　dress　up。　
It　was　long　and　black　and　pletely　gorgeous。　
Jenny　didn’t　know　what　to　say。　She　wished　she　were　the　kind　of　girl　
who　could　plain　about　shopping　with　her　mother。　She　wished　
she　were　the　kind　of　girl　who　could　plain　about　a　beautiful　dress　
being　ugly。　But　she　wasn’t。　
“Is　everything　all　right；　dear？”　Maureen　said；　striding　over　and　
handing　Jenny　a　strapless　bra　contraption　to　try　on　with　her　
dresses。　
Jenny　took　the　bra　and　glanced　at　Serena；　her　cheeks　burning。　“I’d　
better　keep　trying　this　stuff　on；”　she　said。　“See　you　Monday；　
Serena。”　
She　let　the　curtain　fall　closed；　but　Maureen　pulled　it　open　a　few　
inches。　“That　looks　nice；”　s