This last week has been the busiest and most stressful week I have had since I planned my first week of being queen bee. I have had meetings on meeting on meetings plus the stress of being a junior in high school and now I have to plan my cotillion and still have to find an escort. My mom would have everything under control if it wasn't for the accident. I can't help but think it was my fault for the whole accident. "Miss.Kourtnie Chloe is here to see you about cotillion," Dorota says interrupting my thoughts. "Send her in," I tell Dorota. "Are you ok Miss.Kourtnie ," Dorota asked noticing a tear streaming down my face. "I'm fine just trying not to think about hard times," I tell her. "Ok Miss. Chloe is on her way up," Dorota tells me. "Ok I say," as I wipe the single tear that was making its slow departure down my cheek.

"Ok so what are you doing for your escort," I ask Chloe since the past hour we have been talking about my new busy life and before she could ask me about my escort. "Well me and my mom where thinking about me having Anna as my escort I mean she isn't doing the cotillion and she said she would love to be my escort. So my mom is going out to make sure the dean is okay with it and then we are all set," Chloe states, every time she mentions the word mom I feel myself breaking down even more. "Thats great C. you're making cotillion history," I say choking back tears. "I'm so sorry during the time I was gloating about my cotillion I completely didn't think about how you would feel about all of this. I remember when you and your mom made a binder for your cotillion." she tells me and thats when a smiled appeared on my sinking face. "That's it," I announce while Chloe gives me an estranged face, "my binder thats how my mom can still be apart of this." I tell her as I run to my closet to get the box with all my binders of future plans prom, wedding, school, graduation, oh here it is cotillion. I grab the blue sparkly binder thats marked cotillion and flop down on my bed next to Chloe. "Its great that you still are keeping your parents close like the rings around your neck," Chloe states. "Yeah I um I thought that was the right place so they're always close to my heart I just wish Henry had a ring or something," I say as I grab hold of my parents weddings rings. "Hey did your mom ever make this sketch she says pointing to the sketch of a gown in the binder," Chloe asked. "Yeah she did but's its with Grandma Eleanor in Paris but I think I can get it one here by tomorrow. I just have to get it altered after my meetings tomorrow." I tell her. "Ok now thats sorted you need an escort." she says. "Ok is Lewis going with someone already he owes me a favor," I state trying to think of someone who could escort me. "No he's already escorting Brynn he is her girlfriend," Chloe says flipping through the binder. "What about Brandon or Brendon whatever his name is," I say starting to get desperate. "Nope away for the weekend," Chloe says. "I'm Kourtnie Bass I should be able to get a guy to go with me." I say burry my face into a pillow. "You could always.." Chloe starts but I soon interrupt knowing what she's going to say, "Don't you say that name in this house," I tell her. "Come on Kourtnie he told you he loves you," she says. "Yeah because I was comptemplating jumping off a building to be with my family!" I yell. "Kourtnie I am so sorry I had no clue," Chloe tells me. "No it's-it's fine I was in a rough place and I was surely drunk and I will give Alex a call," I tell her as I bring out my phone and dial a number I haven't dialed in a long month.

"Uh thats it I'm taking a stand and not having an escort." I state as I throw my phone onto my bed. "Good for you but I don't think you can do that," Chloe tells me while giving me a sympathetic look. "Save the look I think I have someone in mind, now go so I can prep for tomorrow." I tell Chloe practically shoving her out of the door. "Wait are you gonna tell me who it is," she asked as she stood in my doorway "You'll see" I say as I shut the door in her face.

"Hey can you do me a favor," I say into my phone. "Well I could let out the secret what your father did to my mother," I threaten him. "Good meet me at cotillion 6:30 on the dot." I tell him as I hang up the phone. Now all I have to do it go two Bass Enterprise meetings and pick up my dress from the place where it was having alterations.

"The Empire is still doing well in check in rates after the movie premiere we held a few months back," I state to the board members. I was currently in a meeting discussing the finical retail of the Empire, Palace, and the grand opening of the Spoon which was happening in just a few days and then the guest list for the speakeasy. "Before my fathers passing we decided it would be best if the target audience at the speakeasy were teens from the upper east side with some young adults say in their twenties and then once a week hold a night for the older men and women of Manhattan's Elite," I tell them. The room was full of my fathers partners and most of them were male unless it was his assistant, so I had to show these men how us Waldorf-Bass women do it around her and I don't take no for an answer. "Miss. Bass we where thinking that it would just be for older men," Mr.Lincoln told me. "I'm sorry are you the CEO of this company and no that would just make it look like a sex club. The hotel may be themed in the 1920's but it's the 21 first century people. Now my father already approved the guest list we made in December," I state. "Kourtnie I have know you since you were in diapers and you do not have the wits or the guts to run this empire so why don't you go back to taking over mommies company and make dresses," Mr. Lincoln tells me. My blood began to boil after he stated that, "Listen here Mr.Lincoln, my father would be very disgraced at what you are stating right now. Now you have no right in disgracing my father and my mother or even my brother. This past month you don't know how hard its been for me I'm a 17 year old girl who lost both her parents and her old brother making me an orphan with no family left! Now my father wanted me to take over this company or else it wouldn't be written in the will. I will have you know I made the proposal for the Spoon and for the events at the Empire when my dad was still living," I tell them and all the people in that board room are shocked. "And Mr. Lincoln you may have been a friend of my father but I'm running Bass Industries now so, I have all the right in the world to do this. Mr.Lincoln you are fired and anyone else who thinks I can't run this company can leave to," I tell them. The room was pure silence as Mr.Lincoln left the board room. "Lets get back to business I will have my assistant to take care of getting costumes and sending out invites and if something like this ever happens again you all will be fired. Now if you will excuse me I have a cotillion to prep for good day everyone," I tell all the idiotic men sitting in that room as I organized my folders put them in my bag and then left with a big smirk on my face.

"Dorota did the dress come," I asked as I entered the apartment furiously typing away on my phone trying to organize this fundraiser I signed up for months ago before everything changed. "Yes Miss.Kourtnie hairdresser up stairs and so is dress. I also got a new hairdresser so she won't stab your scalp." Dorota tells me as I make my way upstairs.

"It's perfect" I say as I runt my hands down the dress I have currently have on. "It looks just like the one me and my mom designed all those years ago," I say as I feel my tears start to form in my eyes. "Miss.Kourtnie don't cry you ruin makeup and your mother would be very proud," Dorota reassures me. "Thank you I just need to apply some lip gloss and then i will be on my way," I tell Dorota.

"Chloe I'm on my way," I yell into my phone as Arthur drives me to where the cotillion is being held. "Yeah yeah I have an escort don't worry they don't call me queen of Constance for nothing," I tell Chloe through my phone. "Kourtnie we are here," Arthur tells me. "Thank you," I tell him and exit the limo to make my way in to cotillion.

"Prince Elliott its so good to see," I say as I walk up to a tall, blonde headed, brown eyes boy who happens to be escorting me to cotillion. "Good to see you to Kourtnie Bass," Elliott tells me voice dripping in sarcasm. Elliot Grimaldi is the son of Louis Grimaldi aka the prince who one handedly ruined my mothers life and making my parents have to wait for each other. No one knows what Louis did to my mom though except me and my family so all I had to do was blackmail Elliott in to being my date or I would leak information about his father which could ruin everything for his father and the whole line of future heirs including Elliott himself. "Remember you don't have to talk just smile and look pretty thats all you can do anyways," I tell him. "Fine but you better not leak the story to gossip girl or anyone," Elliott tells me. "We will see after tonight," I tell him as we make our way to where we would be introduced.

Introductions went perfectly my card was pure genius as normal and gossip girl did not interrupt at all during the whole thing. We where about to do the dance when Elliott got called in for an emergency meeting for the royal counsel. "Great just perfect who am I suppose to dance with," I ask voice raising in annoyance. "You'll have to figure out that yourself now goodbye" he says as he runs out. "Well now I need to go find him," I say very annoyed. "What do you want?" Alex asked as I approached him at the bar. "Will you do the dance with me please," I beg of him. "Listen Kourtnie I fought for you for almost a year and then I said 3 words and 8 letter but you didn't even say it back so I'm over you ok." he tells me. "Fine I just asked you to dance," I tell him as I walk away before I could get very far I felt someone grab my arm. "Wait I'm not a complete jerk so one dance and then we never talk again," Alex tells me.

We where in the middle of dancing when I saw a familiar fave that I never thought I see again. "Dad" I say before the man walks away. "What it is?" Alex asked as he noticed the tears down my face. "I think I just saw my father and not a ghost he bumped into someone and apologized." I tell him. "What are you serious?" Alex asked and a simply shake my head yes before running out to see if I can catch him, Alex close on my tail.

I run out of the building "Dad, Dad,Dad," I scream before breaking down to my knees to see a oh so familiar person get into a taxi. "Shh it's ok Kourt I got you," Alex tells me comforting me. "Dad" is all I could say or more or so whimper.

Is Chuck Bass still alive or is her daughter going crazy from all the events of the past few months. Watch out K or someone might have to send you to the looney bin. Also come on A just tell her how you feel after all we know your not over her. You know you love me.

~xoxo gossip girl