And then, instead of glaring at each other, the two girls smiled.
It was a strange smile, and neither of them knew what the other meant by it.
Was Blair smiling because she had won the boy in the end and stamped over Serena's party shoes? Because—as usual—she had gotten her way?
Was Serena smiling because she felt uncomfortable and nervous? Or was she smiling because she hadn't stooped to Blair's petty level of spreading nasty rumors and playing with Nate's mind?
Or was it a sad smile because their friendship is over?
Maybe they were smiling because they both knew deep down that no matter what happened next—no matter what boy the fell in our out of love with, or what clothes they wore, or what their SAT scores were, or which college they got into—they both would be all right.
After all, the world they lived in took care of its own.
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