小说园

第24部分（第1页）

？Maybe　weshould　ask　Stefan　for　some　iced　coffee；？　Serena　suggested；　ignoring　her。

？Yes；　sound　very　good。？　Ibiza　nodded　then　strode　slowly　and　deliberately　to　the　umbrella…shaded

table。　She　pulled　out　one　of　the　heavy　wooden　chairs　and　curled　up　on　it　oh…so…casually。　？I　call

him。　Stefan！　Stefan！？

Serena　held　her　breath；　listening　for　the　sound　of　approaching　footsteps。

？Now；？　hissed　Blair　quietly。

On　cue；　they　jumped　off　of　their　lounges　and　took　off　running；　giggling　hysterically；　over　the

plush　velvety　lawn　and　into　the　thicket　of　leafy　trees　on　the　perimeter　of　the　large；　sunny　yard。

？Look；　look！？　Serena　ducked　behind　the　leafy　boughs　of　a　baby　oak；　pointing　at　the　scene　they？d

just　fled：　Stefan　had　appeared；　as　beckoned；　clad　in　his　usual　ensemble　of　tight　white　tee　and　cargo

shorts。　He　was　also　sporting　a　cute　little　grosgrain　ribbon　headband　to　keep　his　thick　hair　out　of

his　brown　eyes；　which　were　wide　with　shock。　Ibiza　sat　before　him　in　all　her　bizarre

pale…and…tanned　polka…dottedness。　She　stuck　out　her　chest；　trying　to　look　sexy；　but　her　oddly

shaped　boobs　just　pointed　in　different　directions。　Svetlana　had　chosen　just　that　minute　to　finally

emerge　from　the　pool；　dripping　wet。　She　picked　up　her　iPod；　stuck　in　her　headphones；　and　began

to　dance；　flapping　her　pale；　spindly　arms。　She　looked　like　an　albino　flamingo。　？Ratfucker！？　she

sang　loudly；　totally　misunderstanding　the　words　to　the　latest　Coldplay　song。

Serena　and　Blair　laughed　so　hard　they　nearly　peed　them…selves。　Serena　felt　flushed　and　giggly；

almost　like　a　little　kid　again。　A　very　powerful　wave　of　d？j？　vu　washed　over　her；　and　she　was

transported　to　a　moment　exactly　like　this　one；　only　years　ago；　when　they　were　much　younger。　She

and　Blair　were　changing　out　of　their　one…piece　Lands？　End　bathing　suits　behind　some　raspberry

bushes　at　her　house　in　Ridgefield；　Connecticut。　Nate　kept　threatening　to　chase　them；　and　they

were　giggling　so　hard　they　kept　pricking　themselves　and　sticking　their　feet　into　the　wrong　holes　of

their　terrycloth　shorts。

？What　the　f？？？

Serena　couldn？t　believe　her　eyes？it　was　almost　as　if　she？d　conjured　him。　Nate　stood　in　front　of

them；　his　eye…brows　furrowed；　brushing　the　splinters　off　the　seat　of　his　khaki　shorts　after　jumping

the　wooden　fence　between　the　two　properties。

？Natie！？　Serena　ran　over　and　threw　her　arms　around　him；　forgetting　how　pletely　naked　she

was。　He　hugged　her　back；　awkwardly　patting　her　bare　shoulder。　She　giggled　and　bounded　back　to

Blair？s　side；　obscuring　her　privates　with　a　leafy　branch。

Blair　grinned　devilishly。　It　somehow　seemed　so　right　to　run　into　Nate　like　this。　There　was　just

something　soobvious　about　the　three　of　them　together　again；　even　if　two…thirds　of　them　weren？t

wearing　any　clothes。

？Strip；　Nate！？　Blair　cried；　running　after　him　like　she　was　going　to　pull　down　his　cargo　shorts。　He

ducked　behind　an　oak　tree。

？Skinny…dipping？？　Nate　asked；　peeking　out　from　behind　the　slim　tree　trunk。