mean？
Umm 。 。 。 maybe that he？s stoned？ Again？
？So；？ Serena started again； focusing her gaze on the gray Abercrombie T…shirt Nate had had for
as long as she could remember？anything to avoid looking up into his glittering green eyes。 She
shuffled her flip…flops against the floor and steeled herself for the question she knew she had to
ask； no matter how much the answer hurt。 ？Did you find？？？ ？We found so much cool shit。？ He
grinned widely。 ？Little sandbar islands； these caves up in Maine？we even saw fuckingpuffins ！？
Serena looked up into his beach…glass green eyes； her heart thumping crazily in her chest。 She
kept replaying Blair？s sudden exit over in her mind。 What was she so upset about？ Had Nate
found the letter and said something to her about it？ Or what if Blair had found it and toldhim ？ Or；
worse yet； what if Blair found it anddidn？t tell him？ What if Nate loved her too and that was why
he wasn？t running after Blair？ Or what if the letter was still nestled in the glove partment of
Nate？s father？s Aston Martin； unread； all her questions unanswered？
？It was really amazing；？ he said； speaking slowly； the way Nate always did when he was happy
or relaxed or stoned； which was basically all the time。 ？I didn？t want to e back。？ Just looking
at his angelic face； she couldn？t stand not knowing what had happened to her letter？not knowing
whether or not he knew。 She