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save　him　from　Chuck。

？Let　me　give　you　a　ride。？　Chuck　rattled　the　ice　in　the　plastic　cup　of　chilled　mocha　latte　that　he？d

drained。　？It？s　a　hundred　degrees　out　and　you　look　like　you？ve　been　through　hell。　I　don？t　want　to

imagine　how　you？ll　look　after　riding　all　the　way　back　to　Georgica　Pond　on　that　bike。？

Nate　weighed　his　options：　half　an　hour　sweating　versus　ten　minutes　alone　with　Chuck　Bass？

Damned　if　you　do；　damned　if　you　don？t。

？Let？s　go。？　Nate　sighed。　The　thought　of　Chuck？s　air…conditioned　dove　gray　Jag　was　too　hard　to

resist。

Chuck　unlocked　the　car？s　trunk　and　Nate　stuffed　the　bike　into　it？he　wasn？t　sure　it　would　fit；　but

the　trunk　was　surprisingly　big　and　they　were　able　to　rig　it　so　only　the　tip　of　the　tire　poked　through。

Nate　slid　onto　the　white　leather　seat　and　slammed　the　heavy　door；　fastening　his　seat　belt　and

gearing　up　for　the　ride。

Chuck　turned　on　the　ignition　and　the　car　immediately　flooded　with　cold　air　and　blared

Zeppelin？s　？Houses　of　the　Holy。？

？I？ve　been　lying　on　the　beach　in　Sag　Harbor　all　day；　feeling　retro；？　Chuck　explained；　turning　the

volume　down。　？So　。　。　。　let？s　catch　up。？

？Catch　up；？　echoed　Nate　blankly。　He　could　tell　from　Chuck？s　tone　of　voice　that　he　was　going　to

launch　into　a　barrage　of　questions。　Talking　with　Chuck　was　like　having　a　job　interview。

？I　assume　you　heard　about　Blair。？　Chuck　fiddled　with　the　air　conditioner；　even　though　it　was

already　freezing。　He　pulled　out　onto　the　road　connecting　Hampton　Bays　to　East　Hampton；　which

Nate　had　practically　memorized　by　now。　Wine…grape　fields　alternated　with　tasteful　Colonial…style；

gray…shingled　houses；　and　occasionally　he　caught　a　glimpse　of　the　dark　blue　ocean　behind

someone？s　backyard。

？Blair？？　Nate　asked　as　they　passed　the　Oyster　Shack　on　the　left。　He？d　been　so　preoccupied　with

Tawny；　even　saying　Blair？s　name　aloud　felt　weird。　She　was　off　in　England　for　the　summer　with

her　new　British　boyfriend　as　far　as　he　knew。　She　seemed　far　away　when　he　thought　about　her；

even　though　their　paths　would　soon　cross　again。　She　might　be　madly　in　love　with　that　new　English

dude；　but　there　was　no　way　Blair　Waldorf　was　going　to　abandon　her　lifelong　dream　of　going　to

Yale　in　the　fall。　A　September　reunion　on　campus　was　inevitable。

？She？sba…a…a…a…a…ck　。？　Chuck　drew　it　out　like　that　creepy　little　girl　in　the　moviePoltergeist　。　He

rattled　the　ice　in　his　cup　and　slurped　up　the　coffee…flavored　water　that　had　gathered　at　the

bottom。　？Just　got　off　the　plane　this　morning。？

？Oh　yeah？？　Nate　fiddled　with　the　shoulder　strap　on　his　seat　belt。　Blair　was　back　from　London？

Thatwas　news。

？Yeah。？　Chuck　nodded　casually；　turning　the　stereo　down　further。　？I　wonder　if　she　and　Serena

have　kissed　and　made　up。Again　。　If　you　know　what　I　mean。？

？Blair　and　Serena　never　could　stay　mad　at　each　other　for　long；？　Nate　muttered；　drumming　his

thumb　against　the　door　handle　in　time　to　the　music。　He　would　know？he　usually　caused　the　rifts

between　them。

？It？s　good　news　for　Serena；　though；？　Chuck　added　coyly。　？She　could　really　use　a　friend　right