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just　like　that　scene　intitanic

？So　how　e　Dan　didn？t　invite　you？？　Elise　asked　as　she　rolled　a　steamed　dumpling　around　in　a

puddle　of　soy　sauce。

To　weather　the　snowstorm；　Elise　and　Jenny　had　gathered　a　feast　of　Chinese　food　and　Oreos　and

videos　they？d　never　heard　of；　since　everything　else　at　Blockbuster　had　been　rented　out。　Now　they

were　watching　the　New　York　Fashion　Week　coverage　on　the　Metro　Channel　in　the　living　room　of

Jenny？s　sprawling；　ramshackle　Upper　West　Side　apartment。　Bizarrely　enough；　the　camera　had　just

panned　over　the　audience　at　the　Better　Than　Naked　show；　zooming　in　on　Dan　for　a　moment　as　he

scribbled　away　furiously　in　his　stupid　black　notebook。

？Because　I？m　his　little　sister；？　Jenny　answered；　stunned　that　she？d　actually　just　seen　her

brother？s　sallow；　sideburned　face　live　on　TV。　She？d　known　Dan　was　going　to　the　show；　but　she

hadn？t　even　bothered　to　ask　if　she　could　acpany　him。　He　was　so　obsessed　with　being　Mr。

I？m…The…Next…Keats　that　he　barely　even　noticed　her　existence　anymore。

The　camera　shifted　to　the　Les　Best　tent　in　Bryant　Park；　where　Serena　van　der　Woodsen　strutted

down　the　runway　wearing　a　cropped　white　baby　tee　with　I　LOVEAARONprinted　on　it；　her　gray

Constance　Billard　School　uniform　skirt；　a　red　wool　cape；　and　Les　Best　ankle　boots。　It　looked　like

she　was　supposed　to　be　a　sexy　version　of　Little　Red　Riding　Hood　or　something。

Not　that　anyone　wouldever　pay　money　for　a　school　uniform。

？Hey；　isn？t　that　our　peer　group　leader？　Serena　van　der　Woodsen？？　Elise　pointed　out。

Jenny　stuffed　an　entire　Oreo　into　her　mouth　and　nodded；　her　cheeks　bulging。　It　was　Serena　all

right。　Looking　as　perfect　as　ever。

？Quick；　change　the　channel！　There？s　no　way　I　can　eat　anything　while　I？m　looking　at　those　legs；？

Elise　squealed；　tossing　a　beaded　velvet　throw　pillow　at　the　television。

Jenny　giggled　and　turned　off　the　TV　altogether。　She　picked　up　her　I　LOVENY　mug　of　Coke；

glancing　warily　at　the　feast　spread　out　on　the　old　steamer　trunk　that　served　as　a　coffee　table。　The

apartment　was　so　filthy；　she　worried　that　at　any　moment　a　disgusting　lobster…sized　cockroach

would　drop　out　of　the　crumbling　plaster　in　the　ceiling；　right　into　her　cold　sesame　noodles。　She

noticed　Elise　hadn？t　actually　ingested　any　food　yet。　？You　don？t　have　a　problem　eating　in　front　of

me；　do　you？？　Jenny　picked　up　a　pair　of　chopsticks　and　twirled　them　around　in　the　cardboard

container　of　noodles。　？I　promise　I　won？t　even　look　at　you。？

Elise　picked　up　her　dumpling　with　her　fingers　and　bit　it　in　half。　？That？s　just　in　the　lunchroom　at

school；？　she　said　with　her　mouth　full。　？I　can？t　eat　with　all　those　skinny　girls　looking　at　my　fat。？

？You？re　not　fat；？　Jenny　responded；　even　though　being　around　Elise　actually　gave　her　an　appetite

because　she　felt　so　tiny　in　parison。　Still；　it　was　kind　of　a　relief　to　see　that　Elise　didn？t　have　a

real　eating　disorder；　she　was　just　insecure。