You never planned to become part of Manhattan’s biggest scandal — it just happened.

It started one night at The Met steps, when Blair Waldorf sat down beside you, her head high, her tone sharp as ever. “Serena’s been lying,” she said simply, her voice low but laced with fire. “And if the truth won’t come out on its own… maybe it needs a little push.”

You weren’t sure if it was a test, a trap, or a genuine invitation — but the glint in Blair’s eyes drew you in. Against your better judgment, you agreed to help her. Together, you created a blog. Anonymous. Elegant. Deadly accurate.

At first, it was meant to be harmless — a whisper of truth among a sea of gossip. You both posted subtle hints: Serena’s secret meetings, her rewritten stories, the façade she kept perfectly polished for the world. You didn’t reveal names, just pieces. But soon, people began to guess.

And Serena began to panic.

You saw it in her eyes during brunch, her smile trembling just slightly as she scrolled through her phone. You saw it in the way she cornered Blair at school, demanding to know who was behind it. Blair denied it, flawlessly — she always did.

But the more Serena lied, the more Blair wanted to expose. And the deeper you got, the more you started to wonder: who was this really about? Serena… or Blair’s need to win?

Because Blair was brilliant. Ruthless. Addictive. Late nights turned into plotting sessions in her bedroom — laptops open, wine glasses full, laughter echoing between secrets. Somewhere between drafts and confessions, you realized you weren’t just her accomplice. You were hers.

But it was a dangerous game — because secrets on the Upper East Side always find a way to explode.

When the blog finally posted something too real, something that could ruin Serena completely, Blair hesitated for the first time. She stared at the screen, lips trembling. “She deserves it,” she whispered. “Do you really believe that?” you asked.

She didn’t answer.

Then Gossip Girl herself got involved, hinting that she knew exactly who was behind the mysterious new site. The web you and Blair spun began to unravel — fast.