Free All I Want Is Everything by Cecily von Ziegesar

cool as I think q is. Q I still think
you must be a college professor of pervert or someone like that.
    - Jdwack  
    A: Dear jdwack,
    Continue trying to deduce who I am because I will not tell
you. But I promise you this: I would not be caught dead using cáqui shorts with a whistle
in the neck.
    - GG  
    Q: Hi, GG,
    So, what do you think of that rumor that goes around that
Flow and S are engaged? She always acts full of mysteries, as if it had a big secret, then it
means difficult to know.
    - Ghost A: Dear ghost,
    I know what you mean - S maintains a silence on Flow awful,
if the rumor is true. But let's be realistic here. She has only 17 years. Even if you are
engaged, I doubt that the marriage is near.
    - GG  
    Q: So, GossipG,
    I do not know if B knows this, but I heard that the guy who
took it on Saturday night - the drummer friend of her half-brother - will spend the holidays
in St. Barts too.
    - Informant  
    A: Dear informant,
    Caracas. I think B will have a big surprise, and she may not
like it much either.
     
    AND FINALLY ...
     
    There! What sense is going to school after the evidence is
no longer worth our notes for nothing? They should let the people had only one field, type
lunch or study room, or theater, across primevera. I mean, that seems to have not
had a break!
     
    For you who love me,
    gossip girl Barneys to form the character  
    On Thursday before Christmas, the Constance Billard finally
released the girls to their luxurious vacation for 12 days through the school year.
After school, Jenny met Nate in front of Barneys. She was wearing a hooded sweatshirt with
blue-baby, a partnership with black fake fur collar, the uniform gray supercurto from
school, a chapeuzinho red hair goat with his dark curls out underneath and gloves from goat hair
red combining. It was lovely,
    and the minute in which the saw, Nate took the glove from
her hand and gave him a kiss in the palm. Had achieved a huge stock of grass for Christmas
with their supplier in 80 of the pizzeria with Madison, and was a very good mood.
    - I missed - he said, emerald-green eyes shining in the
twilight of winter.
    The heart of Jenny started to jump.
    - I felt your flat too - she said, the cheeks a delicate
pink. She took the pocket of the sparse Christmas card that he had done for him. - Take.
    Nate tore the envelope handmade. He looked the picture she
had drawn with water, coal and gold pen, trying to understand exactly what it was.
    - It is a snowman holding a reindeer - Jenny explained. -
Half a combination of the styles of Matisse and Picasso, but I do not know if it worked.
    Nate did not understand anything of Matisse and Picasso. He
opened the card. Merry Christmas, Nate!, Said the caps in golden glitter. Love,
Jennifer. Nate smiled and put the card in the pocket of the jacket.
    - Thanks.
    Jenny passed by the arm and led him into the store.
    - So, what you want for Christmas? I will buy their first
present.
    She took more borrowed $ 50 with his father, who really was
not anything close to all the money it already had. Since it began dating Nate, Jenny was
spending more money than in its entire life.
    Like any girl will tell you, take care of the leaves look
expensive, but worth it.
    In the male department, Nate showed her a pair of gray
merino wool socks.
    - How about that?
    - Half? But I want to give you something special. Something
with ... spirit - Jenny insisted. Panache, was what she wanted to say. Panache. He
had seen that was used in Vogue,
    and seemed so French and so sophisticated.
    Nate returned the half and looked the store.
    - I do not want you to spend lots of money with me,
Jennifer.
    Jenny triumphant smiled at him, loving him more than ever.
She loved the way he called Jennifer. I loved the small bonitinhas of text messages he
sent him by phone. I loved how he did things, like kissing her hand. And, best of all, loved
the feeling that he gave him with a few words with his sensual voice, as if it were the most
lucky girl of