波波小说

第1部分（第2页）

Hatersby　Alisa　Valdes…Rodriguez

Where　the　girls　all　go

？Are　you　going　to　try　that　on？？　a　weirdly　underdeveloped　senior　named　Alison　Baker　asked　Blair

Waldorf　timidly。　Blair　pushed　the　silver　hanger　down　the　rail　toward　Alison。　A　white；

cardboard…stiff　linen　tunic　by　some　random　Scandinavian　designer？No；　thanks　。

？Take　it；？　she　responded　generously。

Alison　had　thin；　waist…length　brown　hair；　a　gap　between　her　front　teeth；　and　was　bone　thin。　She

wore　a　white　button…down　oxford　shirt　every　day　and　the　type　of　navy　blue　lace…up　shoes　that

Constance　Billard　required　in　kindergarten　but　which　were　phased　out　of　the　uniform　in　first　grade。

Once；　in　fourth　grade；　Alison　had　peed　in　her　pants　in　the　library　because　she　wouldn？t　go　to　the

bathroom　before　finishingAnne　of　Green　Gables　；　and　she？d　had　to　spend　the　rest　of　the　day

wearing　a　pair　of　too…small　mustard　yellow　cable…knit　Hanna　Andersson　wool　tights　from　the　lost

and　found　with　no　underwear。

Scratch；　scratch。

In　sixth　grade；　Alison　had　unsuccessfully　invited　Blair　to　her　country　house　in　Osterville　on　Cape

Cod　two　weekends　in　a　row　before　finally　giving　up。　She？d　then　proceeded　to　spread　a　nasty

rumor　that　Blair？s　father　wouldn？t　let　her　go　away　on　weekends　because　he　and　Blair　were　having

an　incestuous　relationship　and　that　was　the　only　time　they　had　together。

Blair？s　totallygay　dad？　Hello；　stupidness？

？That　dress　would　look　fantastic　on　you。　My　shoulders　are　way　too　narrow　for　it；？　Blair　lied。

Alison　pulled　the　tunic　dress　on　over　her　oxford　shirt　and　let　her　Constance　Billard　uniform　fall

to　the　floor。　The　dress　hung　from　her　stick…figure　body　like　a　soggy　potato　sack。　With　her　mousy

brown　hair　in　a　limp　middle　part；　she　looked　like　the　girl　who　gets　possessed　by　a　demon　in　that

sick　horror　filmThe　Exorcist　。　？Do　you　think　it？s　too　big？？　she　asked　Blair。

Even　Blair　didn？t　have　the　heart　to　pretend　that　Alison　actually　looked　good。　？Maybe；？　she

replied；　too　preoccupied　with　the　pile　of　brightly　colored；　slinky　silk　jersey　Diane　von　Furstenberg

cami…dresses　to　care　anymore。

？Hey；　I　was　about　to　try　that　one　on！？　Isabel　Coates　whipped　a　frothy　white　Stella　McCartney

frock　out　of　Rain　Hoffstetter？s　hands　and　held　it　up　to　her　ladder…tall；　waistless　frame。　She　was

growing　out　her　bangs　and　her　sleek；　dark　hair　was　bobby…pinned　down　to　her　forehead　in　seven

different　places　in　a　sort　of　intentional　disarray　that　looked　semi…cool　and　semiretarded。

？Hello？　That？s　a　size　two。　Noway　are　you　a　size　two；？　Rain　countered；　gripping　the　hem　of　the

dress　and　threatening　to　rip　it　out　of　Isabel？s　hands。　？I？m　shorter　than　you；？　she　insisted

determinedly；　even　though；　like　Isabel；　Rain　was　a　lot　closer　to　a　size　six　than　a　size　two。

？I　don？t　know　why　you　guys　are　being　such　bitches　about　that　stupid　dress；？　Blair　yawned　over

at　them　as　she　moved　on　to　a　rack　of　beaded　lilac…and…pink　Sea　Island　cotton　Nicole　Farhi

sweetheart　sweaters。　？It？soff　…white；　and　look。？　She　pointed　a　pearly　manicured　finger　at　the　white

satin　padded　hanger　the　frock　hung　from。　？The　belt　that　goes　with　it　ispink　。　Our　graduation

dresses　have　to　be　totallywhite　。？

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