You're the One That I Want (21 page)

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HEY, PEOPLE!

A movable feast

Last I checked, everyone was still breathing, barely. Would last night--which wound up carrying on until late this afternoon--count as one party or two? Were those really the Raves, or just some geeky Williamsburg bar band impersonating them? And was our own favorite Upper West Side poet really so drunk that he couldn't find his other shoe? Not that it affected his singing. He almost sounded better in Manhattan than he did in Brooklyn, but maybe that's because we were all so merry by then. My favorite part of the evening was when those blond girls with the matching Georgetown sweatshirts and the whistles and tummy Band-Aids did a little cheerleader cheer to the music and then invited all the guys into the bedroom to play spin-the-bottle. And I'd heard Georgetown girls were all so chaste.

Two notably missing persons remained missing throughout the evening, and are still reported missing. Word has it they are missing together and that for the remainder of the school year we will have to watch them being sappy together because love is a beautiful thing and blah, blah, blah. But I'm sure we can drum up a few surprises to make their lives more interesting-- right?

Your e-mail

Dear GG,

I'm just worried about my sister. She had a huge party in Brooklyn last night and a lot of shit went down. Chances are you were there. Is she okay?

--rb

Dear rb,

She looked too pissed off when she kicked us all out to be per-manently scarred. We girls are pretty resilient. Although her lip may take some time to heal, and she could definitely use some help with the cleanup.

--GG

Dear GG,

Okay, so we go all the way up to New York to recruit this girl to go to our school and then she totally disappears. THEN we wind up, like, almost breaking this pact that has basically been our mission in life for two years. It's all her fault, and we really don't want her to go to our school or be in our sister-hood anyway.

--bees Dear bees,

I'm not sure what I can do to help you out at this point. You've still got each other--right?

--GG

Sightings

S hosting a small all-male brunch at her Fifth Avenue apartment. Last the staff checked, the table was set for fourteen. J and D sign-ing autographs outside MTV studios. They may not be famous yet, but if you act famous, the world is your oyster. V putting upROOMMATE wanted signs throughout Williamsburg. C and his black-and-purple-haired girl chum pushing their pets in a doll carriage through the Central Park Zoo. Looks like he's found the perfect nanny for his monkey while he's away at West Point next year. Missing persons: B and N. Last seen sprinting from her building on Seventy-second Street and Fifth to his town house on Eighty-second Street off Park around eleven-thirty last night.

My head is still spinning with visions of monkeys and ferrets and girls in turquoise leather vests, but I'm not too hungover to throw out more questions:

Are D and V still together, or is it a just-friends thing now? What kind of "roommate" is she looking for exactly?

Will D become an internationally famous rock god?

Will B finally get into Yale? Will she have to join the army or become a doctor to do it?

Will B and N and S all go to Yale together? Is that really a good idea?

Will J become a famous and untouchable supermodel or will she mess up again and have to go to boarding school to escape the burn-ing stares of passersby?

Will N ever be unfaithful to B again? If so, will he consider doing it with me?

I know you're dying to find out. But first, please, go home and get some rest.

You know you love me,

gossip girl