Title: Shining

Summary: The spotlight isn't big enough for the two of them, so Blair Waldorf was going to take a step back and find her own spotlight; she was tired of living in the shadows.

Spoilers: Based off spoilers for 2X05

Disclaimer: I don't own this chapter or any others that might come after it. If I did Serena would so be on her way back to Connecticut right now.

Author's Note: I've never liked Serena much, neither in the books nor the TV series, because Blair was my favourite and she was always stealing her thunder, so I had to write this about Blair finding her own way in life, instead of just being Serena Van Der Woodsen's best friend.

The cake sat temptingly in front of her, the cream oozing out of it. No matter how much Blair Waldorf glared at it, she could feel her resistance caving in.

It had seemed almost mechanical when she walked into the patisserie ordering the most delicious cake she had seen. Now she had felt disgusted with herself. She knew that if she had even one bite it would lead to her eating the whole thing before bringing it all back up, hot tears streaming down her face, her face flushing red with shame. One bite would lead to her completely losing control; the one thing she had left.

She shoved the cake back into its box. Cake wasn't what she needed right now; she needed a drink.

Blair drained her martini in one. God that felt good. Her mind ran over what had happened the past few days. Serena had finally said what she had always known; she would never be good enough, Serena would always be better. Her mom was more interested in Serena and Jenny Humphrey, of all people. Chuck had been the start of her downfall, he'd helped her rise, and he'd helped her fall. Now this… she didn't even want to think about it.

Her eyes stung with tears of self-pity and she wiped them with her sleeve before she realised what she was doing. She checked the sleeves of her white shirt and was glad to see she hadn't gotten mascara all over them.

She laughed bitterly. Who cares if she got mascara on her top? Nobody cared, that's who. Nobody would care if she weren't perfect all the time, because there was nobody left to care. Everybody had left her. Her so-called friends were now worshipping Serena, she should have learnt not to trust them after the last time she was dethroned. She didn't have any other friends. Acquaintances, yes, but that was only because she was the Queen B, the one everyone wanted to know. Now she was drinking by herself in a bar that everyone knew had fallen out of fashion last season. Her only ever real friends had been Serena, Nate and Chuck, and look how that had turned out.

She ordered another martini. Who needed friends anyway? Not her. At least, she didn't need friends like that.

As much as she resented Serena right now, she couldn't say she was surprised, in fact, she could see the irony in it all. She had never been the Queen; she'd just been looking after it while Serena was away. If she was going to lose her throne, Serena's throne, to anyone, at least it had been her. The two had been rivals so many times, in Blair's eyes at least, in everyone else's there had never been any competition, that of course it would be Serena, her best friend, her sister, who would take everything from her. Her friends, her throne, even Chuck was on Serena's side.

She couldn't blame them.

She checked the time on her watch, she should be going home, it is a school night after all, and the last thing she needed was her picture plastered all over Gossip Girl stumbling home drunk.

Then she realised, she wasn't Queen B anymore, she could do whatever she liked without the fear that somebody might steal her throne. They already had. She didn't have to go home, she could stay out all night, do what she liked, go out dancing, whatever she wanted.

She grabbed her coat and headed for the door.

Georgina Sparks nodded her head along with the beat as she pushed her way through the crowd. The band finished a song and the crowd burst into cheers. Finally reaching the bar, she ordered a vodka and coke. New York City late at night was her favourite place in the world; with the clouds of smoke that hung in the air, the buzzing people, and the constant flow of alcohol, she felt at home.

She loved the anonymity of it all, she could be whomever she wanted, whenever she wanted.

This was probably a good thing, under the circumstances. Her last visit to the city hadn't ended so well, in fact it had ended with her being sent to boot camp. An experience she definitely didn't want to remember.

Things had been going so smoothly as well, her plan had been in it's final stages, it's execution about to take place, and then it had all come tumbling around of her, all thanks to her.

"What the hell are you doing here?"

She froze, she would know that screech anywhere, even if it was a little slurred.

"I thought I had gotten rid of you!"

She looked round. She was staring into the eyes of the girl who had ruined many of her wonderful plans, time after time after time.

Blair Waldorf.

Blair could not believe what she was seeing. Georgina Sparks was here in New York. She thought she had gotten rid of her. Typical, the one thing she had left, her power to ruin people, had left her too.

She narrowed her eyes and marched up to Whore-gina.

"Are you going to answer my question?" she asked her, her voice a pitch higher than it usually was; a sure sign she was a little tipsy. Georgina's mouth just opened and closed like a goldfish. She rolled her eyes; she really didn't get why everyone was so scared of her. "Ugh, I so don't have the patience to deal with this right now," Blair fumed, walking away.

She ended up outside, sitting on the grimy stairs outside the fire escape. Yes, it was disgusting, but she beyond caring. She heard the sound of the fire escape opening and someone standing behind her.

"Oh, great, it's you." She started to reach for her cell phone to call for a car to pick her up. There was no way she was getting a cab from here this late at night; she shuddered just thinking about the stories she had heard.

"When I came out tonight I didn't expect to see Blair Waldorf here of all places," Georgina said. Looked like she had finally regained the power of speech.

"When I came out tonight I didn't expect to see you full stop. I thought you were being reformed in- where was it again?"

"You underestimate me. It didn't take me long to get out of that place."

"The place I sent to you." Blair looked up at her smugly. It really had been a wonderful plan that they had come up with. A plan she had designed with him…

"So where's S? I thought the two of you were inseparable." Georgina said mockingly.

"I don't know and I don't care. I'm done with Serena." Just saying it aloud was like unloading a huge burden that had been weighing on her. She was done with Serena; she was done living in her shadow and falling short of the bar that so obviously had Serena's name engraved upon it. Blair Waldorf was going to step out of the shadows and shine for herself.

"Are you still here?" Blair snapped at Georgina.

"You two fell out?" Georgina could not help but be a little curious. It must have been bad for Blair to even be seen here, especially this drunk.

"Yep, we've fallen out of each other's lives." Blair suddenly had an overwhelming desire to let everything out, even if it was to Georgina Sparks.

"There's just not enough room in the spotlight for the two of us, apparently. Hardly surprising seeing as Serena is the spotlight. It's finally come down to everyone choosing between the two of us, and guess what, Serena won hands down." She looked up in surprise as Georgina sat down next to her, when she realised she had tears in her eyes.

"When doesn't she? I was friends with her too remember? I know what she can be like sometimes without even meaning to be. Especially now she's picked up this whole holier-than-thou mentality at boarding school."

"Tell me about it. It's like she doesn't even remember half the stuff she did."

"She probably doesn't, she was so out of it most of the time."

Blair raised an eyebrow, "you can talk! Whenever Serena was dancing on a tabletop you were right there with her."

"We're more alike than you think, Waldorf," Georgina said. Blair scoffed; the only thing they had in common was Chuck Bass being their first.

"Really? How?"

"We both know what we want, we get it, and we have fun doing it."

"That's where you're wrong. I don't have anything I want."

"Please, you're Blair Waldorf. Ever since I have known you, you have always gotten what you want. To be honest, I was always kind of jealous of you."

"Me?"

Georgina nodded, "You four were always so close, and you never let anyone else in."

Blair nodded, seemingly mulling it over. Georgina could not believe she was sitting here having a civilised conversation with her without ripping each other to shreds. It was probably because they were both so drunk; she doubted they would even remember all of this in the morning.

"Can I tell you a secret?"

The request surprised Blair; never would she ever have thought she would be sharing secrets with Georgina Sparks. "Go on then," she said hesitantly.

"At first I wanted to be your friend, not Serena's. We were nine and I wanted to get back at Maria Glover for not inviting me to her sleepover so I snuck into her locker and put a frog in her lunch. I was only found out when you so luckily found my bracelet in her locker."

"It wasn't one of your best schemes, it was so easy just to plant it there," Blair said.

"I wanted to know why you had deliberately gotten me into trouble, I was impressed too, so I'd thought I'd befriend you, but you didn't want to know."

"I had Serena; I thought I didn't need anyone else. I was wrong, obviously. It's a shame really, who knows how much destruction we could've caused together," Blair sighed.

"All the people we could have destroyed; the havoc we could've wreaked."

"It could've been fun." Blair smiled slightly at the thought.

"I thought there was only room for one manipulative bitch around here," Georgina said.

"It's a big city, I'm sure the two of us could've worked something out."

The two caught each other's eyes and burst into giggles. This was so surreal; Blair was almost a hundred percent sure this was an alcohol induced dream. She had had way too many martinis.

I was going to wait 'til after Monday to post this but I couldn't wait.

This isn't just going to be a Blair and Georgina get revenge on Serena thing, it's mainly about Blair realising she doesn't need Serena as much as she always thought she did. And yeah, I know there have been Blair Georgie things floating and when I saw them I was like oh crumbs (yes I do say that in real life), but great minds think alike and whatever.

Worth continuing? Let me know. x