therapy session was already under way。 She was wearing her new vintage black; red; and purple
Diane von Furstenberg wrap dress paired with her favorite pair of pointy black suede knee…high
boots; and she was positively brimming with excitement at the idea of spilling her guts in front of
a rapt audience that would include Nate。
?Wele; Blair Waldorf;? a dowdy woman wearing ugly brown lipstick greeted her when the
staff member opened the door。 She walked over and ushered Blair into the room。 ?I?m Jackie
Davis; the teen group facilitator。 Please e in and have a seat。?
Blair surveyed the group。 There was Natie; her Nate; looking scrumptious as ever in his olive
green cords which set off his wonderful green eyes。 To her dismay; the only empty chair was next
to this Jackie person who Blair could already tell was a total drip。
?You can all sit down again;? Jackie instructed; taking her seat。 ?Now; what we like to do when a
new member joins the group is go around the circle saying who we are and naming the thing or
the circumstance that brought us here。 Be as specific and concise as possible。 Remember; naming
your weakness is the first step toward taking control of it。 Don?t worry; Blair;? Jackie put a
reassuring hand on Blair?s arm; ?I won?t make you go first。 Billy; would you like to begin??
A stocky; muscular boy in a white Dartmouth sweatshirt rubbed his hands together
nervously。 ?I?m Billy White。 I?m addicted to lifting weights and drinking muscle…building drinks;?
he announced。 ?I?m an exercise bulimic。?
Nate was next。 He couldn?t believe Blair had actually turned up at Breakaway; but he?d known
her long enough not to put anything past her。 ?I?m Nate and I used to smoke marijuana every day;
but I have to say; lately I haven?t really wanted to。? It was sort of strange to admit this in front of
Blair; the girl from back in the days when he?d been permanently stoned。
Blair?s eyebrows shot up in pleased surprise。 Was Nate really reforming? Was he doing it
forher ?
?I?m Hannah Koto;? said the girl sitting next to Nate。 ?I?ve taken E every day since my dog died
last summer。? She glanced at Jackie。 ?Sorry。Ecstasy ;? she clarified。
?I?m Campbell and I?m a budding alcoholic;? said a blond boy who looked no older than ten。 ?I
cleaned out my parents? wine cellars in Darien and Cape Cod。?
?I?m Georgie and I?ll do anything;? said a strikingly beautiful girl with long; silky brown hair;
enormous brown eyes; and dark red lips。 She was wearing orange satin Miu Miu short shorts and
beautiful tangerine leather Jimmy Choo sandals; Blair noted enviously。 ?Lately I like pills and I
used to be scared that one day I?d fall asleep and never wake up again。 But now that I know I have
a knight in shining armor 。 。 。? She batted her thick brown eyelashes in Nate?s direction。 Blair?s
hackles rose。
?Thank you; Georgie;? Jackie interrupted before Georgie could say anything that might
jeopardize her control over the group。 ?Next??
?I?m Jodia and I?m an alcoholic; too;? sa