A/N: I am so so so sorry about how long this took. My nan is very ill so all my time has be consumed with her and then I wrote half a chapter but it got deleted. And I'm sure you all know how annoying that is. When you rewrite it the chapter never turns out right. But thank you all so much for your lovely comments and votes. I honestly appreciate it so much. Each comment and vote inspires me to write and I love you all for reading this. So thank you and I'm sorry

Chuck was brilliant. The club he'd created was amazing. Most people probably think that Chuck created the burlesque bar for sex, but that's far from the truth. He worked hard on it. He thought that it would be a success. It was something he'd put his heart and soul into.

That's why me and Blair were there supporting it. Chuck had his arm draped across me as I sipped a martini.

"A, seriously it's way too early to drink. We still have school to get to." Blair scolded.

I rolled my eyes at her and rested my head on Chuck's shoulder. "I have a lot planned today. A drink would be very helpful." I told her, my eyes lighting up with mischief.

Chuck raised his eyebrows at me. "You still coming back here later?" He asked.

"Of course I am, wouldn't miss it for the world." I smiled and kissed his cheek.

I pulled away from him for a moment and took my Martini so that I could properly look around the club. Seeing all the girls your boyfriend hires for burlesque can make you feel quite self conscious. I couldn't help but compare myself to them. They were all so exotic and beautiful and I was just me. I was no Serena Van Der Woodsen or Blair Waldorf. Even Jenny Humphrey owned her look more than me.

I held my head up high and pushed all negative thoughts out of my head. I drank the rest of my martini and put my glass down on the table. I was Alexia Waldorf. Chuck Bass had chosen me as his girlfriend, not Blair, not Serena, not Jenny. Me. I was beautiful, sexy and confident, I shouldn't compare myself to anyone.

"A, we have to go." Blair called. I ran a hand through my hair and smoothed out my uniform.

"Coming." I called and walked back over to them. I kissed Chuck and smiled. Is it strange that in all the uncertainty and madness of me and Chuck, I had come to fall for him? "Chuck? I-I I'll see you later." I whispered and kissed him again before quickly running out.

I ran to the side of the club and rested against the wall, running my hands through my hair.

"A? Alexia? What's wrong?" Blair called out and when she found me, she wrapped her arms around me.

"Why can't I say it, B?" I asked and rested my head on her shoulder.

"Say what?" Blair asked.

"Those three little words."

"Because mom and dad fucked us both up real good. In fact, that's the only thing they were good at."

I laughed and looked down, nodding. "I think I might though Blair."

"Might what?"

"You know...Chuck."

"What?...oh! Oh Lexi, tell him. He seems crazy about you."

"I might, I'm not sure yet. Anyway I've got more important things to worry about right now. When you leave, I'll be queen and I need to make sure I stay on top of that."

Blair had never looked more thrilled than she did in that moment. "Really? You're going to be queen? You've never shown an interest in it before." She grinned.

"Yeah, well that was before Samantha Evans decided to show up and try and judge me on my life. It's time she learns her place around here." I said and gave Blair the Waldorf smrk.

Me and Blair walked to school together talking about how the day's events were going to go. Now that I had decided to be reigning queen, Blair was suddenly a lot more interested in my school day. And I know that royalty ran through my veins. No one could overthrow me.

I held my head up high as I walked into the courtyard. I saw Samantha and gave a sickly sweet smile. "Hey! Sammy." I said and walked over to her.

She looked up at me and gave a bit of a nervous smile. "Hey, Lex. Look, about the other day-" I held my hand up to cut her short.

"Check Gossip Girl." I said with a small smirk.

"What?" Samantha asked, her face looking very contorted. Just then everyone's phones went off.

'Spotted: Carter Beizen giving a certain brunette her panties back. She has an uncanny resemblance to our newest old friend. Making your place back here, Evans? I guess the new motto is always trash never class.'

Whispers were heard all around us and a smirk was formed on my face. "Jeez, Samatha you could at least go for someone a bit less criminal." Her face turned from shock to hurt. I flipped my hair behind my back and linked B's arm. "Don't bother joining us at the steps." I called back without looking at her.

The day went by far too quickly and I was in my happy bubble. I was queen. Well as queen as I could be with Blair still around. But I was the reign for the throne, I was untouchable.

"Nice work today, you really proved how much of a bitch you could be." And just like that my bubble burst.

I turned around to see Nate giving me the best judgy look he could muster. "What do you want? I'm a little busy." I said and went back to texting Penelope.

"I wanted to know what's wrong. You're not usually harsh to people. I thought you didn't care about the throne." Nate raised his eyebrow at me and I looked down.

"Don't pretend like you have a leg to stand on, Nate. You're my friend, but there's only so much I can take of you messing with B before I snap." I retorted. "She's so excited for tonight. She thinks you really love her. She thinks you've forgotten all about Serena." I told him.

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but nothing came out and he quickly closed it. He took a step towards me and put his hand on my arm. I quickly shook it off and grabbed my bag. "I should be going, I'll see you later. You might still be there once I get back from the club." I shrugged and made my way to the car that was waiting for me.

I watched Nate out of my window and burst into tears. I couldn't tell you exactly why I was crying. I didn't quite know myself. Maybe it was the amount of emotions that I was feeling. Or maybe it was the fact that I had just had an argument with Nate. I couldn't pinpoint it, but I was upset.

By the time I got home I had straightened myself out and stopped crying. I stepped into my wardrobe and pulled out my light pink Marc Jacobs dress. It hugged my figure perfectly.

I got up and curled my hair and put a flower clip in my hair. I slipped my Prada heels on and slipped downstairs. I could her voices from in the lounge and creeped out of the house before anyone could see me.

I got the the elevator and pressed the button. As the doors popped open they revealed Nate Archibald walking out of them. "Shit! I thought you were with your parents." I hissed at him.

"No. I was getting some air before I came in. I felt ill." He explained.

"Right." I said and then gestured to the elevator. "Well I'm just gonna go. I'll see you whenever." I shrugged.

Before I could get in the elevator he wrapped me in a hug. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be an asshole earlier. You've been through a lot, how you cope with it is not my business." He said.

Despite myself I smiled and hugged him back. "Don't worry about it, Nate." I said. "And look, I have no idea what's going on with you and Blair. So don't listen to me, okay?" I looked at the clock and cursed. "Okay I really gotta go. I'll talk to you later golden boy." I teased and walked into the elevator before he could say anything. My arm had goosebumps on them, but it didn't make sense because I wasn't cold.

The club was full of life. It was the last night it'd be open and everyone was making the most of it. I was with Chuck, playfully giving him a lap dance.

He laughed at me and pulled me to properly kiss him. I smiled and enjoyed our kiss, my heart beating fast.

"I love you, chuck." I whispered and pulled back to look at his reaction. He just stared blankly at the wall behind me. "Chuck?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

"Sorry...I just...sorry." He ran his thumb across my cheek and I bit my lip.

"No, it fine. It's whatever. I should just- I should go." I mumbled and kissed his cheek

"At least let me take you home." He said and tried to kiss me again.

I pulled back and shook my head. "No. I'm good. Thanks." I said and quickly ran out of the door.

I ran down the street and ripped the flower out of my hair. I couldn't help but have the tears fall down my face. I ran as fast as I could before collapsing against the wall at my house. I hugged my knees to my chest and let all my tears fall, not caring who saw me.

I felt arms wrap around me and I didn't flinch. I knew who's arms they were and I welcomed them. He was tearful too. So we just sat there holding each other for a while. Me and Nate Archibald against the world.

'Spotted: Princess A and Golden boy holding each other under the stars. Does this mean the king and queen of uppereast side have called it quits? Or is A and N just going behind B's back? Or maybe this is some sort of messed up family bonding. All we can ask is why is Blair and Chuck nowhere to be seen? Xoxo Gossip Girl.'