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Vanessa　opened　her　mouth　to　respond；　but　nothing　came　out。　She　was　angry；　freaking　fucking

angry；　but　more　than　that；　she　washurt　。　Tears　welled　in　her　eyes　and　her　throat　felt　tight　like　she

had　to　cough。　She　couldn？t　believe　what　had　happened。　They？d　only　just　started　filming；　and　she

was　already　fired？　First　Ruby　kicked　her　out；　then　Dan　went　and　started　acting　like　some　sort　of

Buddhist　asshole；　and　nowthis　？

？Vanessa；　what？s　the　matter？？　Ken　demanded　roughly。　？You　deaf？　I　said　you？re　fired。　Get　the

hell　off　my　set。？

Vanessa　stuffed　her　equipment　into　her　bag　and　stormed　toward　the　escalator。　The　first　movie　she

made　at　NYU　was　going　to　be　about　a　freak…show　movie　director　who　got　maimed　by　a　pack　of

rabid　coyotes。　And　then　got　hit　by　a　subway。

See　how　he　likesthat　camera　work。

reunited　。　。　。　and　it　feels　so　good

It　was　eerie；　stepping　out　of　the　elevator　at　Barneys　and　onto　the　quiet；　dark　ninth　floor。　It　was

like　one　of　those　super…lifelike　moments　in　a　really　vivid　bad　dream；　when　you　end　up　somewhere

familiar；　but　it？s　all　horribly　wrong。　But　this　was　no　nightmare：　it　was　the　opposite；　really？a　dream

e　true。

Just　twenty　minutes　before；　Blair　had　been　innocently　taking　？tea？　with　Bailey　Winter　and　her

mother；　but　she？d　been　dispatched　to　Barneys　before　she　could　drain　her　first　martini。

？Fashion　doesn？t　wait！？　Bailey　screamed　in　his　girlish　tenor。　？Go。　Go！？

Guess　she　got　the　job。

He　wanted　Blair　to　dash　to　Barneys　and　consult　with　theBreakfast　at　Fred？s　on…set　costumer；　to

get　the　final　measurements　for　the　principal　cast。　The　seamstresses　in　his　atelier　needed　them　in

order　to　get　the　costumes　for　the　climactic　party　scene　ready　in　time。　So　far　this　job　had　all　the

makings　of　a　Blair　Waldorf　fantasy：　fashion；　glamour；　a　bit　of　drama。　The　only　downside　was

Jasmine。

Oh；　right。Her　。

Bailey　Winter　had　mistaken　Tyler？s　girlfriend　for　Blair？sfriend　and　insisted　on　hiring　themboth

to　be　his　eyes　and　ears　on　the　set。　But　Blair　was　not　going　to　let　the　presence　of　her　young　imitator

ruin　her　victory。　In　fact；　she　was　going　to　use　it　to　her　advantage。　Clearly；　she　could　get　Jasmine　to

do　her　bidding。

She　started　in　the　taxi；　instructing　Jasmine　on　how　to　behave　when　they　got　to　the　set。　？Let　me　do

the　talking。　The　talent　won？t　like　it　if　you　pipe　in；？　Blair　directed　like　an　old　pro。　She？d　traded　her

easily　acquired　English　accent　for　Hollywood　lingo　without　missing　a　beat。

Jasmine　followed　behind　Blair　like　an　adoring　puppy；　out　of　the　elevator　and　down　the　black

marble　ninth…floor　hallway　toward　Fred？s。　They　were　marching　with　such　purpose　they　couldn？t

help　but　collide　with　the　black…clad；　tear…smeared　bald　figure　who　appeared　out　of　nowhere；

running　at　full　clip。　Vanessa　knocked　into　Blair；　who　knocked　into　Jasmine；　who　was　so　close　on