“Hi；” Serena said； beaming at Jenny and setting her tray down。
God； she was beautiful。 Her hair was the pale gold color some of the
other Constance girls tried to achieve by spending four hours in the
hair salon on the top floor of Bergdorf Goodman getting their
highlights done。 But Serena’s was natural； you could tell。
“Did I just see you sign up to help with my movie？” Serena asked。
Jenny nodded； speechless in the presence of such greatness。
“Well； you’re the only one so far；” Serena sighed； sitting down
across from Jenny； facing the wall of mirrors。 She didn’t have to
worry about feeling fat when she ate。 She didn’t have any fat。 She
raised her golden eyebrows at Jenny。 “So； what can you do？”
Jenny poked at her grilled cheese。 She couldn’t believe she’d gotten
two sandwiches。 Serena probably thought she was a disgusting pig。
“Well； I’m pretty artistic。 I did the school hymnals； you know； in
calligraphy？ And I’ve got some photographs in Rancor this year； and
a short story；” Jenny explained。
Rancor was Constance’s student…run arts magazine。 Vanessa
Abrams was the editor。
“Oh； and I just did the invitations for that big party next week that
everyone’s going to；” Jenny said； eager to impress。 “Blair Waldorf
asked me to do them。 Actually 。 。 。” Jenny reached into her bag and
pulled out an envelope with Serena’s name printed on it