Taking a long hard look at the dangerous man standing in front of her, Jolene sighed. Not as though she was annoyed in the least bit but rather due to the hot vapor rising from his body and making her feel as though she were in a sauna. "You are aware of the fact that this would take all night, aren't you?" asks Jolene with a smirk upon her face. He could literally tell she wanted it, badly. "That's the point," he said coyly. Mussing her hair, she took her eyes off him and gently pushed the door further open suggesting that he might be invited. With a cocky smile, Alexander James Scott brushed past her rather gaunt figure and into the palace the Queen Bee had to herself. Perhaps he wouldn't have to spend the night with the ol' Brooklyn filth that was his room mate. Slamming the door shut, she spun around to face the man who would soon be known as papi to her. There is obvious sexual tension between them and they both seemed to want it but the question was, who wanted it more? Instead of cutting right to chase and telling her off like a slut to her face, Alexander takes some time to look at the spacious suite she's got all to herself. "Damn mamacita, why you got this big room all to yourself?" "I don't have it all to myself," Jolene corrected as she hopped on the bed and began to take off her jimmy choos seductively. "I have you to keep me company remember." Sitting back Angelina Jolie style, she gives him the 'fuck me' alert while literally piercing through him with her eyes. "You sure are an easy hoe for a 15 year old girl!" exclaims AJS as he approaches Jolene. "You have no idea," she snickers and begins to pull apart her current outfit. "I know more about fucking than you could ever imagine. Even your little skank of a friend in Georgina couldn't outdo me." With a soft smirk Alex mumbles, "I'll be the judge of that." Climbing into bed with her, they begin to do the deed. Around 50 minutes later, they still seem to be going harder and faster when someone comes a-knockin'. Not even being able to hear the knock through Jolene's loud moans, Alex continues to prodd her. "COMMEEEEE!" Jolene shouts and before she is able to continue with an "on me," the door is swung open to reveal Chuck Bass. It looks like our bad boy assumed she answered him but he couldn't be more wrong. Alexander James Scott turns around to find Chuck Bass standing there and just glaring at him but it's quite subtle. Chuck was never one to wear his emotions on his face like that and one could say finding Jolene naked was quite a delight for him. Some day he'd be able to wipe off the memory of Alex's naked body draped over her. "Chuck!" exclaims Jolene, suddenly stopping. But before she could say anything, Alexander gets into it with the Bass Boss. "Glad you're enjoying the show but we'd like our privacy back. Thank you." "I'm afraid your time with her is up. The main course has arrived." "Fuck off, faggot!" exclaims Alex, still all up in Jolene. "Weren't you the one that got punched by Nate for staring at him the wrong way? If anybody's sexuality is to be questioned, it's your's.. 'papi'." hisses the over confident Chuck. "Now get off and let me do the job you couldn't finish." Getting up from the bed, Alexander approaches Chuck, probably in order to start a fight. He realizes that he's naked, he doesn't care. The thought that Chuck would probably have some penis envy is enough to satisfy his nakedness. "You got a problem, homeboy?" asks Alexander, inching in closer to Chuck. Looking at him momentarily, Chuck backs off and it's not because he's afraid. "Please," he demands. "Put something on that hideous body of yours." "Don't look at my penis, fag." AJS bites back. The two almost look like they're going to get into it when Jolene get between them. No, it's not a sandwich, you perverts. A white sheet wrapped around her naked body, she attempts to get the two as far away as possible from each other. "Stop it!" she exclaims annoyed. "Chuck, I'm sorry about tonight. I guess I didn't realize I had plans already. Maybe I'll see you at the beach tomorrow.. to talk," she reasons while eyeing Alex. "In your dreams," hisses Chuck before walking away. Turning towards Alex, she continues, "Alexander James Scott, I want you back in the sack - right fucking now!" Walking past him, she hops back into bed and tears off the bedsheet with a soft pout upon her lips. "Bitch, you sure are bossy!" declares Alex. "I like that in you, in bed only." He literally jumps back onto her as the two continue fucking around with each other. Demetrius Davis sure was going to be lonely tonight.

Jolene coyly places the tiara upon her head but before anything else can happen, Georgina's arm is forcefully wrapped around her narrow shoulders as she whisked away to wherever the dark haired vixen chooses to take her. "So Alexander told me about your great fuck a few hours ago," she says casually as they walk towards the hotel. "And?" "And he said you seemed like quite the novice, for your experience and everything," lied Georgina. "He had fun but that's all it was, he'd rather stick to me so you should really consider your other options for now." Jolene looks perplexed for a split second but Georgina continues on. "Now don't get me wrong, Alexander enjoyed the concept of a 15 year old girl on her birthday but don't take this the wrong way, swetheart. He just didn't expect you to be so willing and loose." With her jaw almost dropping, Jolene is about to lash out at Georgie but she hesitates. Perhaps Georgina was being truthful. Jolene had been through one too many men in her natural young life and she was already as experienced as a 30 year woman at her sexual peak. Slowly slipping the crowwn off her head, Georgina gazed at it at first and then placed it on her very own. This could have been a foreshadowing of Georgina ending up being crowned Queen bee or it was just a facade, the fog that blinded Jolene and prevented her from facing her true successor. "C'mon, sweetheart," Georgina orders. "Let's go open your presents." The two run upstairs to Jolene suite in which Georgina and Alex are present. They pick out random gifts and begin flinging thing around the room. "Dear Jolene," Alex reads. "Wish you a happy 15th birthday." As he reads, Jolene pulls out a burgundy shoe box with the name Christian Louboutin displayed in white on the cover. With a gasp, she opens the box and pulls out the emily shoe boots and then holds them up. "From your faggot friend Nate," he continues and then gazes at the shoes. "I guess being a fag finally paid off." "Next!" shouts Georgina as she takes a bag and throws it Jolene. "Tallulah den Hayden," Jolene reads. "I might be a bomb!" jokes Georgina but much to her dismay Jojo opens it to reveal a pair of golden hoop chanel no.5 earings, a pair that the supermodel already owned. But before she could toss away the bag, Jolene sees something else inside. What is seemingly a printed picture of Jolene and Mr. Dawson at the Met party in the girl's bathroom is now in the hands of Jolene herself. She turns it over and sees something probably scratched on by Tallulah herself in blue ink, "I know your secret." Before Georgina can ask what it is, she tears it into bits and pieces like a mad woman. "What the hell was that?" "A note," says Jolene casually. "The bitch wanted to rub it in that she filled in for me at the Chanel shoot because I told Lagerfeld I was sick." "She's fat," responds Georgie, dismissing the issue. "Next!" A bag is thrown at Jolene's face and she manages to catch the very same pale pink Prada bag Serena had personally handed to her. Before Georgina could rip the card away from the bag, Jolene yanks it away from her knowing exactly what Georgina would say. She is about to hide the bag behind her when Georgie brings it back out. "C'mon, don't be shy. Who's it from?" says Georgie as she reads Serena's name on the card. Suddenly her face changes and then she glares at Jolene. "You know, I bet you it's laced with cocaine." Just to get under Georgina's skin, Jolene unzips the bag to reveal a few hand picked, by Serena, perfumes and make up lying inside. She smiles to herself remembering the look on S's face when she handed her the present. It was a momentary smile that Serena might have forced due to Jolene's bitchyness but it looked sincere. That almost sad doe eyed look she always gave off reminded Jolene of one person only - ERIC. As Georgina and alex began to rip into the bag, Jolene took out her cellphone and dialed Eric's number. She had to, she wasn't going to miss out on this opportunity. "Hello?" a familiar voiced called from the other end, it was Eric's. "Eric.." said Jolene softly as though she was suddenly shy. "Hi." "Jolene?" he asks sounding perplexed. "Happy birthday." "Thanks, sorry I didn't invite you. I was just.." "Look.. whatever you have to say, I don't want to hear it," stated Eric from the other end. His tone had certainly changed. "If you think I'm offended by you not inviting me to some party, you're wrong. You took Blair, Georgina and the other bitches who are jealous of my sister away so me and Jenny could have a soft and sound three days together. Don't call me again, Jolene. I'm sorry I couldn't be there for you on your birthday but that was your choice, not mine." She hears him hanging up the phone and does the same herself before she places it on her chest, clearly dissappointed. "Jo!" Georgina shouts, snapping her back to reality. "You should really see what Alexander bought you." Alex holds up a box of tampons as she speaks. "Extra large for your loose clit." Throwing something at Georgina, she yells, "Don't ever call me Jo again!" and then runs out of the room as Georgie and Alex exchange laughs.

Around 7:30 in the morning, the door to suite 304 was gently pushed opem and Alexander James Scott tip toed across the hallway. He would have usually caused chaos upon leaving but the lady in the room asked him to be quite. Followed by Alexander, the former birthday girl exited her 'palace' presumably to get out for a swim as she was decked out in a pink bikini. It looks like these two went at it again last night after a satisfying evening together. But wait.. what was Georgina doing in the suite with them? Satan's daughter is the last to leave 304. Being a rather large suite, three was a crowd, especially for their egos. The front desk got some complaints from a certain Vanessa Abrams  who heard loud screams at 2:46. Was it Jolene or Georgina who Alex pleasured more? Jolene sat in the sun on that cool morning, recalling the events of last night. What exactly prompted her to accept Alex and Georgina's offer to join them in the bedroom? We rewind to last night when Alex laid down the offer to Jolene. "Another present?!" asked Jolene. "A threesome.. with Georgina?" She sounded sarcastic but being one who didn't care, Alex always took her literally. "Yeah, I figured you two had some kind of sexual attraction towards each other. The way you always lookin each other, I know you two want it. Why else are you hanging around her always?" "Because she's a manipulative bitch," scoffed Jolene immediately causing Alexander to look shocked. "The only reason anyone hangs around with that sadist is because she forces them to. She uses her mind games to get to people just like she slipped into Serena's life. I guess once our Georgie found out that Serena had a life outside of her, she got jealous and tried to manipulate her into being her friend. No one likes that girl.." "Damn, girl. I had no idea you disliked her so much," stted Alexander as he scratched his head, searching for ideas on how two get these two into bed. "Sparky LOVES you!" he exclaims. Furrowing her eyebrow because she finds it hard to believe, Jolene blurts out "She does?!" "Yeah!" he says, trying to sound convincing. "She always talking about how much you remind her of herself and how incredibly beautiful you are. She said you was a better friend to her than hips and she understands that she might be difficult at times but the girl appreciates you puttin up with her." "She.. does?" "There's one bad thing she said about you though. You aren't that great of a fuck as you claim to be. She said you was a virgin when I fucked you. Mamacita, you don't got to be ashamed if I popped that cherry. It was pretty good for your first time." Jolene faces suddenly turned sour but then something made her smirk. "I'm up for it," she said suddenly causing his jaw to drop. "You sure?" he asked and then hesitated. The last thing he wanted her to do was make any second guesses. "I mean, let's go then!" he declared, throwing an arm around her and taking her back in to the suite where the threesome took place. Aside from the fact that Jolene would be able to bond with her mentor in ways one's mind couldn't be wrapped around, (EWW NO!), Jolene simply took this as a good opportunity. She certainly wasn't ashamed of anything, especially her model thin body. In order to prove Georgina wrong, Jolene chose to have a threesome with Georgie's boy toy, in front of her very eyes no less. Some could say Georgina manipulated Jolene into accepting the threesome as she constantly questioned Jolene's bedroom skills. Who knew what went on with these catty socialities but we were sure going to have ourselves a plethora of rumors being spread regarding the love/hate relationship Jolene and Georgina had. "Eric!" shouted Jolene in the cheeriest of voices. She was on her iphone as she walked across the beach and most likely on his voicemail. "Since I'm such a generous person," she continued in a fake tone, one which was quite obvious. "I decided to fill you in on the details of my amazing birthday. Well, I should probably tell you this before you find out on gossip girl but I had sex with Alexander James Scott.. twice! I must say, he was much better in bed then you ever were and your peni..." BEEP. Looking annoyed momentarily, Jolene dails his number again to finish up her message. "Your penis was the smallest one I've ever seen. And just to add more fuel to the fire, I just wanted you to know that right now, right this second, that I'm on my way to Chuck Bass's suite. Since you're loving sister left earlier and left Chuck the room to himself, I guess I'll be spending the night. I know, it seems wrong for me to come between two brothers but he clearly wants me and I want him too and since you're so wrapped up in begger girl over there, I doubt you'd mind. Okay love you, talk to you soon. MUAH!" And with that Jolene hangs up and begins to run, presumably towards wherever Chuck is.

"Zee!" chirped Jolene as she watched Zarah Dawson enter her suite after a tiring day. All this time in Miami dealing with Georgina and Alex's bullshit, she completely forgot the one good thing in her life - her best friend. "Jolene, I've been looking for you all day!" Zarah said as she shut the door behind her. Jolene was sitting in front of a mirror with a well manicured young man tending to her hair and she patted on the seat next to her, inviting Zarah to take a seat. "Come, come," she requested, "Talk to me." Sitting by Jolene's side, Zarah Dawson checked her make up while the other hair stylist began to play around with her hair. "I hung out with my ex boyfriend today and.. we ended up sleeping together," admitted Zarah while biting on her bottom lip. Jolene's jaw dropped and a devilish smirk spread over her face but before she could plot anything, Zarah continued. "I mean, we didn't have sex or anything," she assures. "We just slept together and when I woke up I still had my bikini on so I guess nothing happened." Arching her eyebrow, Jolene questioned "That's that Seth Parker guy, right?" Zarah nodded and Jolene sighed. One would be likely to assume that for once, Jolene was glad a conversation didn't revolve around her. "I think I've seen him before," muttered Jolene as she toyed with her own hair, causing the stylist to slap her hand off. "You have?" asked a curious Zarah Dawson causing Jolene to nod subtley "It was a long time ago when me and my parents were at Nate's house. His cousin came over and he was being a real asshole. I didn't know him well though." "Hmm," said Zarah not knowing what to make of it. "Seth was my first love," she continued with a soft sigh and then got off the chair, advancing towards the window. "Daddy never really approved of him." Jolene's eye immediately shot up at her the minute she mentioned her father. It seems as though something had happened. Before she could trail off into her own fantasy land, she snapped out of it and answered Zarah with a smile. "Older guys," she said, joining her near the window facing the beach. "Dad's never like them. Mine never knew I was dating a few though." "How did you manage to keep that a secret?" Before Jolene could answer, her eyes roamed around and she spotted a certain someone. Someone almost 5'8 and blonde and resembled Eric van der Woodsen. Taking another look at him, she realized that it WAS Eric. "Oh my god.." she yelled. "What?" Zarah asked perplexed before she spotted Eric too. Sadly, she didn't know much of him or his past with Jolene for that matter so she just shot Jolene an awkward glare. "It's MY first love coming back to haunt me," explained Jolene and right before they could slip out of sight, Eric looked up and spotted his former flame. They stared at each other for two whole seconds before Zarah pulled Jolene away from the window.

A soft breeze blew on the beach during the dark hours of the day and one would complain that it's quite cold. Ergo, a blanket was wrapped around the rather frail body of our favorite supermodel and underneath she sported a summer dress for the first time. During the course of two days, she went through at least fifteen bikinis and refused to wear anything else. Walking besides her was her (former?current?) best friend Eric van der Woodsen, who just arrived in Miami earlier today to find the birthday girl. His intentions with her were unclear and he had yet to explain himself but he assured her that she was going to receive more than just a piece of his mind today. "I can't believe you would do something like this to me!" he shouted, but in no way did he sound like he wanted to hurt her. Perhaps things were blown way out of proportion with these two that they didn't know where they stood with each other currently. Nevertheless, Jolene had never seen Eric this angry before. "Eric, I did not sleep with Chuck," assure Jolene in much more calm voice. "I believe you," said Eric without any clear emotions in his tone. "It's just that the thought of you even wanting to sleep with my step brother that bothered me the most." "That message I left you was completely out of anger. I was feeling down and the reason for that was because of the phone call we had on my birthday," she said, trying to justify what she did. "After everything we've been through Jo, I was just amazed that you would stoop to such a low level," continued Eric, ignoring every excuse she threw at him. He had every right to. Jolene truly was one of the most manipulative any Upper East Sider or Miamian had ever come across. One could argue that she was fully aware of what she was saying and did it to intentionally hurt Eric. "But I guess I shouldn't have been as rude to you as I was when you called me. It was your birthday after and I certainly hope I didn't ruin anything for you." Nodding her head slightly, Jolene lied. She didn't exactly want to elaborate on the fact that she had a threesome the next moment although it would be plastered all over Gossip Girl anytime soon. "Eric," she suddenly stops and stood in front of him. "I really want to apologize for everything I've ever done to hurt you." "It's okay, I know why you did it anyways," confessed Eric. Hanging her head to the side, Jolene arched an eyebrow and inquired "Why did I do it?" "It's because I turned you down for Jenny, isn't it?" "You're right," said Jolene almost ashamed. On second thought she didn't seem to care much. "I'm sorry, Jo," he muttered with a sigh. "I'm with Jenny now and I'm not just going to drop her like that. You know I've always liked you and what we had was special but we can just never be." Looking around, Jolene realized that they were almost alone. Most of the guests were probably tucked away neatly in their beds by now or partying it up in one of the suites. "Why? What'd I do?" she asked coyly. "You're just," Eric pauses and thinks for a moment. "How can I say this nicely? You're just a bad influence on me, Jolene." Jolene gazed at him, her face almost cracking. With tears welling up in her eyes, Jolene ran off before Eric could say anything else.