gossip girl 3 英文- 第8部分

His　face　
A　voice　
You　softens　my　edges　
And　my　engine　lubricates　
Lubricates　my　engine？　No；　that　seemed　too　much　sex　and　he　did　not　want　to　give　Vanessa　no　

idea　where　to　generally　show　the　poem　to　her。　What　he　meant　was　that　she　inspired。　Dan　

looked　at　the　words　and　tried　to　think　of　a　better　way　to　say　it。　Then　he　pulled　the　sheet　

of　paper　from　a　notebook　and　amassou　ball。　Why　could　not　write　anything　good？　
Dan　felt　that　the　observed　someone　and　looked　to　the　left；　where　Chuck　Bass；　one　of　the　

biggest　assholes　of　his　class；　was　sitting。　In　the　fifth　series；　Chuck　was　one　of　the　lowest　

in　the　boys　class。　Wore　glasses　with　rims　of　horn　and　brown　suits　of　velvet　and　it　had　

seemed　to　go　to　the　bathroom　all　the　time。　He　and　Dan　have　done　together　in　fifth　grade　

English　teacher　and　the　two　asked　in　class；　to　write　a　poem　about　a　part　of　the　body。　Chuck　

had　a　dreadful　creative　writing　and　passed　a　note　to　Dan　Dan　begging　to　write　a　poem　for　

him。　Writing　was　easy　for　Dan；　he　said　the　first　thing　that　came　to　mind；　a　poem　on　his　

hands　and　all　that　they　did　it　for　a　day。　He　gave　the　poem　to　Chuck；　so　he　copy；　and　then　

prepared　another　poem　about　his　own　mouth　that　had　n？ao　nor　the　quality　of　the　first　half。　

Chuck　took　the　poem　A　＋　with　the　hands　and　received　a　note　from　the　teacher　saying；　See　Q　ue　

can　do　when　focused？　While　Dan　achieved　a　B　in　the　poem　of　the　mouth　and　a　note　that　said　

the　teacher；　I　know　you　can　do　better。　
In　the　beginning；　Dan　does　not　matter。　At　least　he　had　helped　a　boy　who　seemed　really　need　

help。　But　a　year　later　Chuck　was　45　centimeters　high；　began　to　shave　and　use　the　ring　pink　

monogram　and　navy　blue　scarf；　and　has　bee　a　real　jerk；　especially　when　it　came　to　girls。　

He　was　trying　to　hurt　the　sister　of　Dan；　Jenny；　in　a　bathroom　at　a　party　booked　in　the　month　

passado。Dan　left　very　clear　that　Chuck　mortally　hated；　but　this　did　not　matter。　From　time　to　

time　he　also　asked　to　Dan　to　help　you　in　English；　and　Dan　would　say　it　a''fuck　you''again。　
Now　that　Chuck　was　looking　for　the　blue　book　of　Dan；　trying　to　read　the　test　on　his''Ode　to　

a　Rouxinou''；　Dan　became　a　blank　page　and　said；　can　read　this；　asshole？　Fuck　you！　in　huge　

black　letters。　Chuck　espiou　the　blue　book　of　Dan　and　then　looked　at　cimea　and　showed　the　

middle　finger　to　Dan　
NO；　fuck　YOU！；　Said　Dan　and　underlined　twice。　
Before　moving　to　the　next　question；　Dan　releu　some　of　verss''Ode　to　a　Rouxinol''in　its　

evidence。　

Secretly　listen；　and　for　a　long　time　
I　was　fascinated　by　the　way　light　of　Death。　
It　was　the　perfect　beginning　of　a　poem　to　Vanessa。　It　was　his　secret。　And　that　was　true；　Dan　

was　half　in　love　with　death；　the　way　they　made　a　chimney　smoked；　rarely　ate　and　drank　

buckets　of　coffee。　Vanessa　is　the　left。　She　kept　the　alive。　
Dan　picked　up　the　pen　again　and　tried　to　think　of　a　more　poetic　sucista　to　write　the　same　

thing　as　Keats　had　written；　but　different。　But　even　if　working　a　lot；　he　could　not　think　of　

another　way　of　saying　the　same　cosia　that　was　at　least　nice。　Instead；　he　read　the　next　issue　

of　proof。　
We　discussed　in　class　the　various　meanings　of　the　symbolic　creature　similar　to　humans　

Frankster　of　Mary　Shelley。　But　what　Frankster　mean　to　you？　
Dan　looked　at　the　plate　Output　in　bright　red　on　the　door　of　the　gym；　thinking。　He　always　

felt　very　scary　Frankster；　ms　also　very　beautiful　in　some　way。　Frankenstein　did　not　want　to　

hurt　anyone；　but　could　not　avoid　…　was　a　monster。　In　a　way；　was　as　the　love　and　wonderful　

horrible；　terrifying　and　liberating；　creepy　and　sad；　all　at　the　same　time。　
Tremendous　creative　energy；　Dan　pa'gina　turned　the　blank　on　the　back　of　a　sheet　of　blue　book　

and　wrote　to　Vanessa　again　on　top　of　the　page。　Then　wrote　the　first　verse：　You're　my　

Frankenstein。　
Oh；　well。　Want　to　know　how　was　the　second　verse？　

Vanessa　was　sitting　in　the　back　of　the　auditorium　of　Constance　Billard　School　doing　the　same　

proof　of　history　of　Serena。　
We　discussed　in　class　the　various　meanings　of　the　symbolic　creature　similar　to　humans　

Frankster　of　Mary　Shelley。　But　what　Frankster　mean　to　you？　
Dan　looked　at　the　plate　Output　in　bright　red　on　the　door　of　the　gym；　thinking。　He　always　

felt　very　scary　Frankster；　ms　also　very　beautiful　in　some　way。　Frankenstein　did　not　want　to　

hurt　anyone；　but　could　not　avoid　…　was　a　monster。　In　a　way；　was　as　the　love　and　wonderful　

horrible；　terrifying　and　liberating；　creepy　and　sad；　all　at　the　same　time。　
Tremendous　creative　energy；　Dan　pa'gina　turned　the　blank　on　the　back　of　a　sheet　of　blue　book　

and　wrote　to　Vanessa　again　on　top　of　the　page。　Then　wrote　the　first　verse：　You're　my　

Frankenstein。　
Oh；　well。　Want　to　know　how　was　the　second　verse？　
Vanessa　was　sitting　in　the　back　of　the　auditorium　of　Constance　Billard　School　doing　the　same　

proof　of　history　of　Serena。　He　had　finished　the　race　45　minutes　earlier　and　now。　while　

plugged　Members　of　the　class　were　still　around　Serena　workers　as　bees　around　the　queen　just　

because　Serena　had　been　photographed　with　that　tasteless　and　illiterate　musical　singer　of　a　

band　of　the　weekend；　Vanessa　was　tracing　the　route　of　a　movie　about　the　city　that　she　hoped　

to　deliver　University　of　New　York　as　part　of　its　proposal。　Fuck　the　Page　Six。　Would　document　

the　real　life　that　rolava　in　the　city；　the　really　interesting　things　that　happen　right　under　

the　nose　of　people　while　they　are　occupied　by　reading　the　Page　Six。Primeiro；　she　wanted　to　

wake　before　dawn　and　shot　the　fishermen　ing　to　the　port　to　deliver　the　fish　the　FIDH　

Fulton　Market。　The　smell　of　fish　on　sick　leave；　but　one　thing　was　perfect：　it　could　follow　

the　journey　of　a　fish　from　the　boat　to　the　market；　which　would　be　sold　by　type　so；　65　cents　

per　kilo；　and　some　of　the　uptown　restaurant　where　he　would　be　served　encrusted　of　pistachio　

with　red　potatoes　and　wild　mushroom　butter　from　the　dish　for　　29。　An　anorexic　twice　

divorced　from　Park　Avenue　to　ask；　would　give　only　a　few　nibble　and　then　the　rest　of　the　dish　

would　be　thrown　away。
It　was　exactly　the　kind　of　irony　that　Vanessa　loved：　a　bittersweet　irony。　She　was　

pessimistic　and　Dan　was　a　romantic；　and　she　could　not　understand　why　Dan　had　spun　so　

disturbed　with　sex。　For　her；　the　more　Dan　and　the　more　he　hoped　the　oversized　sex；　writing　

poems　about　it　and　losing　sleep　for　concern；　most　were　for　the　disappointment。　But　she　could　

not　find　a　delicate　way　to　do　it　see　it　unless　it　and　tie　up　his　clothes　off。　What　it　is　bad　

idea。　
Vanessa　smiled　to　herself　and　the　thoughts　turned　to　film。　
After　the　fish　market　she　wanted　to　spend　the　day　with　one　of　those　strips　that　ciclicstas　

always　cycling　in　pairs　by　the　Central　Park　and　that　never　seemed　to　connect　all　the　boys　in　

Sheep　Meadow　were　doid？es　and　beer　bebessem　age　without　having　to　do　it。　What　she　wanted　was　

discovered　was　that　they　already　arrested　someone；　or　if　you　were　trying　to　tone　up　the　

muscles　of　the　legs　with　all　those　headed。　Indeed；　the　police　department　that　she　probably　

would　not　film　the　police　on　a　bicycle　without　any　permission；　but　was　not　a　bad　idea　at　

all。　
Finally；　she　wanted　to　go　out　with　a　hot　dog　vendor。　See　his　house；　the　damília　it；　the　dog。　

See　if　he　had　regular　customers。　If　perhaps；　while　expecting　that　people　buy　hot…dogs；　he　

read　a　book　challenging；　type　The　rainbow　of　the　seriousness　of　Thomas　Pynchon；　and　dreamed　

of　leading　men　a　day。　Or　maybe　he　just　fiasse　happy　to　be　a　seller　of　hot　dog　and　eat　hot　

dog　every　day　for　free。　
A　movement　in　front　of　the　room　drew　the　attention　of　Vanessa。　The　lemingues　of　Constance　

were　moving　away　from　the　chair　of　Serena。　
…Thank　you；　girls。　And　thank　you；　Serena　…　shouted　Mr。　Hanson。　…　Ten　more　minutes。　
Vanessa　was　looking　as　Serena　again　seperar　earnestly　the　tips　of　the　hair。　
Serena　and　Dan　should　have　the　movie　star　of　War　and　Peace　Vanessa　last　October。　But　Dan　had　

agifo　like　an　idiot　around　Serena　and　Vanessa　could　not　bear；　so　she　asked　a　girl　who　barely　

knew　how　to　act　the　role　of　protagonist。　In　Serenaentrou　of　Dan；　but　only　for　five　seconds。　

And　before　that　Serena　could　cause　a　lot　of　damage；　Vanessa　attacked　the　head　scraped　the　

rulê　collar　and　black　boots　to　fight　to　restore　his　heart　broken。　
Vanessa　descruzou　legs　and　crossed　again。　The　idea　of　rescuing　a　bad　Dan　did　want　to　love　

sex　with　him　even　more。　She　sighed　impatiently。　Holidays；　she　and　Dan　would　spend　much　time　

together　with　little　supervision　of　adults。　Whether　he　was　ready　or　not；　it　was　only　a　

matter　of　time　before　they　did。　
Tá　seeing？　Despite　the　tough　way　for　Vanessa　and　her　disdain　for　the　whole　human　species；　it　

was　not　just　another　curious　girl　of　17　years。　We　are　all　equal。　
n　can　not　stop　thinking　about　butt　of　b　

Nate　was　in　Jackson　Hole　lunch　with　Anthony　Avuldsen；　Charlie　Dern　and　Jeremy　Scott　

Tornpkinson　in　the　interval　between　the　evidence　of　calculating　and　chemistry。　The　proof　of　

calculation　had　been　quarry　total　and　all　were　reloading　with　burgers；　fries　and　Cocas　to　

pass　by　the　chemical；　which　probably　would　be　much　worse。　Nate　thought　that　the　restaurant　

should　invest　in　some　of　ceiling　fans　to　remove　the　smell　of　fried　onions　that　hangs　in　the　

air。　He　also　thought　about　Jenny　and　Blair　in　that　way　not　very　defined　and　carefree　that　

tended　to　use　most　of　the　things。　
Jennifer　did　not　know　of　since　the　evening　of　Saturday；　which　was　weird；　because　in　general　

she　sent　text　messages；　small　encrypted　by　phone　or　e…mails　fresh　short　in　his　address　to　

the　St。　Jude's　School。　Maybe　she　just　was　busy　studying　for　tests。　
Nate　and　took　away　the　plate　of　the　Nokia　pocket。　Doeria　not　have　anything　for　her　a　text　

message；　just　to　keep　morale　high　during　the　tests。　
Oh；　how　much　consideration。　
Srt　good！；　He　said。　Qnta　trde　you　lv　cmprs　bj　N。　
Jeremu　his　arms　stretched　thin　and　turned　his　head　to　relax　the　neck。　
…Hey；　who　you　're　telling　the　torpedo；　man？　…　He　was　a　little　boy　and　a　half　idiot；　so　

skinny　that　I　could　not　keep　the　pants　at　the　waist；　but　offset　that　with　the　haircut　of　the　

rock　star　of　English