All I Want Is Everything (Gossip Girl, #3)

by Cecily von Ziegesar

“Destiny is for losers,” she said. “It’s just a lame excuse for letting things happen to you instead of making them happen.”

People were gathering on the dance floor, murmuring excitedly. It looked like Flow—the hottest lead singer in music—was about to make his appearance. But Blair didn’t care. She didn’t go crazy over famous people, like most girls. She didn’t need to: She was the constant star of the feature film playing in her head, the most famous person she knew.

Vanessa insisted that film was exactly like poetry. Nothing necessarily had to happen; you just had to feel something.

“Okay!” Serena called, breaking into a run. She dashed across the beach, splashed into the waves, and dove in, eager to feel the head-to-toe rush when the cool water enveloped her. Swimming seal-like, she stayed underwater until her head finally broke the surface and she sucked in an exalted breath of night air. Sometimes it just felt good to be alive.