gently　brushed　it　away　with　his　index　finger　before　he　realized　he　should　have　saved　it。　When　they　were　little；　Serena　had　taught　him　to　make　a　wish　on　an　eyelash　and　then　blow　it　away。

“Did　you　steal　my　wish？”　Serena　asked；　tilting　her　face　up　toward　him。

“I　hope　not；”　Nate　whispered　huskily　as　he　leaned　down　to　kiss　her。

Wish　granted。

for　auld　lang　syne

“Are　you　ready？”　Blair　fidgeted　with　the　clasp　on　her　Prada　clutch　while　Pete　sipped　his　cappuccino。　It　was　already　eleven　o’clock。　They　were　at　Da　Silvano　on　West　Fourth　for　a　romantic　New　Year’s　dinner　before　they　headed　to　the　party　in　the　Bass　suite。　She　couldn’t　wait　to　show　off　Pete　to　all　her　bitchy　former　Constance　classmates—including　Serena。　Blair　figured　she’d　be　there　and　planned　to　act　cordial。　After　all；　it　must　be　hard　to　be　a　boyfriendless；　confused；　washed…up　ex–movie　star　at　the　tender　age　of　nineteen。

How　generous　of　her。

Blair　wore　a　tight　black　and　silver　DVF　dress；　and　Pete’s　blond　hair　flopped　adorably　into　his　blue　eyes。　In　his　bright　blue　Thomas　Pink　button…down；　he　made　the　perfect　accessory。

She　smiled　in　satisfaction；　trying　to　stifle　a　yawn。　She　didn’t　want　to　be　tired；　but　it　had　been　a　long　day。　They’d　spent　Christmas　in　LA　with　her　family；　and　had　just　gotten　to　the　city　this　afternoon。　Pete　had　always　wanted　to　celebrate　New　Year’s　in　New　York；　and　Blair　was　excited　to　show　him　where　she　grew　up；　especially　after　spending　a　week　in　her　family’s　tacky　Pacific　Palisades　McMansion。　She　couldn’t　wait　to　reexperience　all　the　cheesy　romantic　things　New　York　had　to　offer　with　her　boyfriend。　She　wanted　to　go　skating　at　Wollman　Rink；　take　a　horse…drawn　carriage　ride　through　Central　Park　while　sipping　mulled　wine　out　of　a　thermos；　and　ha