A/N: I decided to write another chapter since a lot of people put this on story alert, so enjoy ;)

P.S. THIS WON'T HAVE ANOTHER CHAPTER!

I squinted my eyes as I felt the sun attack my eyes and wake me from my sleep. The first thing I noticed was a heavy weight lying across my stomach. I opened my eyes slowly, seeing an arm draped over me. That's also when I realized I was wearing a man's shirt. And nothing else. I wracked my brain as I tried to remember anything from last night.

I pushed the tray of shots away for the second time. I may have been on a date with a complete stranger but there was no way I was going to get completely wasted. I still had some shred of dignity and Waldorf grace.

"Oh come on, loosen up. You're pretty uptight considering you almost died today. Live a little," Chuck encouraged as he pushed over the shots yet again. I sighed as I figured that I'd already dumped Nate, who was supposedly my perfect boyfriend, so why not go all out on destroying my future.

I shrugged and grabbed one shot, downing it in one gulp. I shook my head as the liquid burned my throat, making me shiver. Chuck laughed and grabbed one shot for himself, smiling as he lifted it to his lips and tilted his head back in one quick move.

"Wow, you're quite an expert at this," I joked. He laughed again and I smiled, realizing that I hadn't smiled this much since Daddy invited my to Paris 5 years ago. And then I stopped smiling. I noticed the redhead that had been sitting in the life-guard chair earlier this day approaching our table. Who the hell was that girl.

"Hey Chuck," she spoke in a sickeningly sweet voice and I rolled my eyes discreetly. Grabbing a chair, she pulled it over to our table and joined us... or him for that matter, she didn't even seem to notice me.

Chuck cleared his throat awkwardly and turned the redhead towards me. "Amber, this is Blair. Blair this is Amber. She works at the beach too," Chuck explained as Amber gave me a disapproving glare.

"Oh, so she's a life-guard?" I asked, knowing from the look on her face that she most definitely wasn't. "Actually I'm a waitress at the small beach diner," she explained awkwardly and I couldn't help but smile. " A waitress," I repeated. "How fitting. A trashy job for a trashy slut."

Amber gasped and I saw Chuck grinning at me. A new song started playing and I decided that we had been sitting with Amber the waitress for way too long. "Let's dance."

I stood up and grabbed Chuck's hand, dragging him to the dance floor. He pulled away from me and I felt embarrassed for a moment, thinking I had overdone it, but after reaching back to the table and grabbing two shots, he returned. We both downed them before walking straight to the dance floor.

After a few minutes of dancing, I was feeling more confident then ever. Moving a little closer to Chuck , I loosened the tie around his neck and popped open the top couple of buttons on his shirt. He grinned at me and leaned down towards me. I twirled around and avoided him, grinning wildly. He went to grab me and I walked slowly away, watching him gaze after me.

I chuckled to myself, sashaying my hips as I walked. When I turned to look over my shoulder, he was standing right behind me. I yelped as he grabbed me and pulled me in for a kiss. Our lips met and it was even better now that he wasn't just trying to save my life.

I broke the kiss and walked to the bar, smiling at him over my shoulder. I could feel the shots from earlier starting to cloud my brain, and it felt great. I felt so free. I ordered another drink, almost gulping it down in one sip. And everything went hazy.

II rubbed my temple as it slowly came to me. Oh god, I can't believe I lost my virginity to a life-guard. How cliche. I turned around slowly on the pillow, my face stopping inches away from Chuck's. His eyes were closed

I lifted his arm slowly off me and sat up, looking frantically for my dress. I found it in a heapon the floor next to my bag. Grabbing a sheet from the bed, I wrapped it around me, searching for my underwear as I picked up the dress.

I blushed as I saw them hanging from a lamp next to the bed. I sneaked around the room, picking up everything that could be used as evidence to prove that I was here. Just as I had gotten dressed and was sneaking out the door, my phone rang, causing Chuck to stir in his sleep. I grabbed my purse and clutched it to my chest, trying to block out the loud ring tone. When it continued to ring I grabbed my phone and felt my stomach in the world was Nate calling?

I ignored the call and placed the phone back in my purse.

"Leaving so soon?" I turned around quickly and smiled awkwardly at Chuck. "I have somewhere I need to be," I mumbled, knowing it was an awful excuse. Chuck laughed and sat up in the bed, causing the sheets to drop lower, revealing his toned chest. I tried to keep my eyes on his face, but apparently I wasn't doing such a good job considering the cocky smile he was sporting.

After a few minutes of awkward silence (at least on my part, he was trying his best not to laugh) I finally cleared my throat and forced a smile. "I had a great time last night," I said, mentally slapping myself as his grin got bigger. He leaned back lazily and gestured to the door. I opened up the door, and just before shutting it, I heard his voice echoing through the apartment.

"I'll see you again."

"Perhaps in your dreams."

I still heard his laugh after I closed the door.

…...

"Blair dear, you can't possibly be wearing that to the beach," Eleanor spat with disdain, looking doubtfully at the dress I was wearing over my bikini.

I frowned at her and looked down at the dress. It was the same one I had been wearing yesterday when I went to the beach with Nate. It was also the dress I had been wearing on my first, and only, date with Chuck. Truth be told, I felt pretty good in this dress.

Just as I was about to argue, someone knocked on the front door. I started walking past mom and towards the door to see who was coming, but that turned out to be unnecessary. I hadn't taken one step when I heard Nate's voice drift through the apartment. I froze and when I looked to my mom she was smiling like nothing was wrong. Of course, she wasn't aware of the fact that he was a cheating bastard and that we had broken up.

"Blair, are you home?" Nate's voice came again and my mother started ushering out of the room.

"What is he doing here?" I hissed, trying to keep the stress from my voice. She rolled her eyes. "Well since he is your boyfriend I thought it would be nice to invite him to join us."

I was about to retort but we were already standing in front of Nate. Putting on my best social smile, I leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. I backed away and waited for an apology. Something along the lines of an I'm-sorry-I-kissed-that-trashy-blonde apology. But instead, nothing.

"Well, what are we waiting for. Let's go," Eleanor said loudly and I sighed as she started dragging Nate out the door.

…..

We arrived at the beach and as I looked around, I was glad too see that a very muscular woman was sitting in the life guard chair instead of a certain someone I wasn't going to think about. As I spread my towel onto the hot sand, I suddenly felt a burning glare on my head. I swiveled around and my gaze landed on Amber, standing in the restaurant, staring intently at me. I waved and winked at her with a friendly smile, causing her to frown even more intently.

I chuckled to myself and sat down on my over-sized towel.

With Nate on my left side and Mom on my right side, things felt just like old times.

After about an half-an-hour of tanning, Nate sat up and complained about hunger. Eleanor agreed but I decided to pass. It was best to try to avoid getting into a cat-fight with Amber in front of my mom.

Lying alone with no one to talk to, I soon got bored and started walking to the sea. I watched the shore intently the whole time, having made the wise decision of not almost-drowning this time.

When I saw Nate and Mom returning I started swimming back to shore. It only took me a few moments to reach a depth where I could walk. Noticing Serena walking towards Nate, I glared intently at her, hoping to burn a hole through her head. Being so absorbed with watching them, I didn't notice the giant, pink blob swimming in front of me and landing right under my foot.

I yelped in panic as I felt a sudden pain under my left foot. Jumping on one leg over to mom, I held in my curses as I lifted my leg and saw the big red burn the underside of my foot was sporting. Nate seemed mildly un-interested from where he stood, watching Serena smile and flip her hair.

When Eleanor poked the spot, I yelped again, causing a few people standing nearby to shoot me questioning looks.

"Come on dear, let's go talk to the life-guard, maybe he can give you something to wrap around your foot." I nodded and limped over to the huge chair with mom holding me steady. I sat down right below the chair and waited as Eleanor walked in front of it and tried to get the woman's attention.

I grumbled to myself, complaining about never getting to have a normal, relaxing beach trip. On that thought, as I looked up, I noticed mom standing over me. Next to Chuck. Who was grinning like a Bass out of hell.

"I can't believe you got yourself stung by a jellyfish just for me. I'm flattered," he teased, causing mom to shoot him a disapproving glare. "Do you two know each other?"

My loud 'no' drowned out his smug 'you could say that'. I glared at him, trying to warn him not to fuck with me. Apparently, the message didn't make it since he turned to mom and started shaking her hand. "Chuck Bass. I'm a friend of your daughter."

Eleanor only smiled and I sighed, thankful that she didn't catch the emphasis on the word friend. Anyone, with the exception of my mom, would have gotten that there was way more meaning behind his words. Silence passed and it wasn't until I drew in a sharp breath from trying to touch my foot, that mother finally remembered our reason here.

Chuck gestured for me to stand up and offered a supportive hand, which I slapped away. He only smirked in response and watched with amusement as I bounced a few times before tripping into his waiting arms. I growled at him and plopped myself down onto the ground. A few moments later, Chuck sat down in front of me with a bandage roll. He grabbed my leg and started wrapping the bandages softly around my foot.

After he had wrapped way too much around my foot, he tied a small knot at the end. I stood up and smiled awkwardly, trying not to blush under his burning stare. "So-"

"Hey Blair, there you are." Both of us turned our heads to see Nate running towards me. I could feel the atmosphere change as the two boys stood face-to-face in a stare down.

"So, you're the ex-boyfriend," Chuck said, giving Nate an un-impressed look. Nate turned too me and shot me a questioning look. "Wait, you were serious yesterday?"

"Why shouldn't I have been? I wasn't the one with my tongue down Serena's throat." Nate frowned at this but Chuck only smirked. "No, I believe you had your tongue down my throat." I gasped and before I could attack him myself, Nate tackled him to the ground.

…...

"I can't believe it's my turn to take care of you," I joked as I pressed an ice-pack on the top of his head.

Chuck smiled back. I knew I'd made the right decision. The fight hadn't lasted long, the muscular woman from earlier had pulled them apart and sent Chuck home, but he had managed to get in some pretty good punches. When Nate had asked me to join him for dinner later, a black eye was starting to form and his nose looked a bit crooked.

After telling him we were broken up (again), I had explained the same thing to my quite shocked mother before heading straight for Chuck's house.

He opened up the door and I silenced him before what was most definitely a suggestive comment escaped his mouth.

And here I was, fixing up the small damage Nate had managed to do. We sat in comfortable silence as I looked around his room. When I returned my gaze back to his, he pushed the icepack away and leaned in to capture my mouth in a kiss. I gave in to him and let him drag me down.

Loosing your virginity might have been a cliché, but dating one was shaping up to be a pretty good experience.

…...

A/N: A few notes; this is supposed to happen somewhere in the Hamptons, forgot to mention that in the other chapter.

Do they have jellyfishes there? Yeah probably... Anyway, hope you enjoyed :) Leave a review? Q_Q

P.S. AGAIN, THIS IS THE LAST CHAPTER!