So, just a warning that this is my first real fanfic! Also, I am only thirteen years old writing this, so I'm sorry if it's not written on a college level, but you guys will just have to deal with it. Criticism in comments is fine, I love hearing what tips you guys can give me on my writing, but please don't be too harsh on me. As I said, I am only thirteen. That said, I really hope you like my fanfic!

Disclaimer: I do not, nor will I ever, own Gossip Girl. If I did, Jenny and Nate would be together by now!

Nate's POV

I sit on a chair in Starbucks, debating weather I want a coffee today, or some other drink. After only a moment, I decide that it was a completely stupid thing to waste time thinking about, and stand up to step in line just as the door opens and a gust of wind sends a chill through the entire coffee shop. I glance up briefly, a habit I've gotten into doing when anyone enters, and can't help it when my eyes stay on the girl for a good minute longer than they should. She's beautiful. Not the kind of beautiful that girl's obtain by piling mountains of make on to their faces, but the beautiful that can only be defined as natural; real. When I look at her for the second time, I note that she has dark sapphire blue eyes, long, pale legs, and mile-long blonde hair that cascades down her back in unnaturally perfect waves. I step into line directly behind her, and at the exact second I hear her order a tall vanilla mocha in a voice that is way too familiar. I'm trying to figure out why the voice is so familiar when it is my turn to order. "One grande peppermint mocha hot chocolate, please," I say, hardly noticing the young woman behind the counter, who twirls her hair and smiles when saying something that I don't even hear. Sure, she's pretty, but nothing compared to the girl I currently had my eyes on.

Jenny's POV

"Tall vanilla mocha, grande peppermint mocha hot chocolate, tall vanilla bean frappachino!" The lady behind the counter calls out, placing three drinks down for whoever ordered them, before turning around to continue taking orders.

My eyes are glued to my blackberry's screen, so I just grab the first drink I see, figuring it must be mine. As I open the heavy glass doors to exit Starbucks not five minutes later, I feel a strong hand on my right shoulder, and quickly whirl around to see somebody that I never would have expected to see.

"Umm, I think you have my drink," The tall blonde says, motioning with his hand toward the Starbucks cup in my hand.

I look up, obviously confused confused, and open the cup in my hand to look inside. Upon seeing a very dark liquid, instead of the creamy vanilla mocha I expected, I laugh, "Oops! Sorry, my bad," smiling, I hand him the drink in exchange for what must be my vanilla mocha, which he had been holding, "I guess my dad's right. I really 'ought to stop texting so much! It truly is addicting! Especially on this new phone of mine!"

Nate laughs, a sound I really had missed during my time in Hudson with my mom. Yeah, it was a good time, and I really do feel that I am now much more put together than I ever was before; but this big crazy city of New York—well, it's my home.

"I'm Nate," He says suddenly, and I can't help but look at the boy like he's absolutely insane. I mean, I already know who he is. I've known the guy for years! "What's your name?"

Now I laugh, realizing this is probably some silly little joke of his, "My name? You must be kidding me!" Now Nate looks confused, and when his nose scrunching up in the way a little kid's would when told his skin was turning purple, I can tell that he was dead serious when asking me for my name.

"No… I'm not kidding. What, do you think you're way too good for me? So good that I can't even know your name?" Okay, now he legit looks offended, and I can't help but start laughing again!

"Nathaniel Archibald! I am amazed! My god, you leave the city for only a year and suddenly one of your best friends hardly remembers you. Does the name Jennifer Humphrey ring a bell? Little Humphrey? Jenny? Little J?"

"Jenny? But… no, it can't be you?" His nose scrunches up again as he tries to put two and two together.

"It's good to see you, too, Nate," I smile softly, giving him a playful punch in the shoulder.

"No, I didn't mean that. It's just, well… wow you look different."

"Thanks I think? I mean, is that a good thing or a bad thing?" I ask, making it obvious that I was now the confused one.

"Good. Definitely good," He blurts out, "I mean, you used to wear so much make up and all, but now…"

"Yeah, I don't like make up all that much anymore. Too time consuming, and you take it off at the end of the day anyways. I mean, I love looking pretty as much as the next girl, but really, what's the point?" I ask, suddenly realizing that we are still standing in the doorway of Starbucks, blocking about fifteen people from leaving, and move to the side.

"Wow, you really have changed," Nate says, mimicking my action and moving to the side. "So, what brings the infamous Jenny Humphrey back into the big city?"

"Honest? I'm really trying to get my life straight again, and as much as it pains me to say it, that involves getting back the trust of Serena, Lily, my dad, Dan, Blaire, Vanessa, and, even you. So what do you say, want to be the first person to forgive me for my horrendous actions of the past? Make amends?" I ask, hoping badly that he will forgive. After all, I really do feel horrible for everything I put him through in the past.

"Truthfully, worse things have happened in my life since you and your childish scheming. I mean, your brother had a scare with himself being the father of Georgina's baby, a girl named Juliet came to town and spent her days plotting to all but kill Serena, and, well, you can imagine a lot has happened. So yeah, I guess I'll forgive you for messing with my relationship with Vanessa, and then mine with Serena. We're all broken up anyways, so what does it matter anymore?" Nate shrugs.

"Really? The flawless couple, Serena and Nate, have broken up during my absence?" I ask, faking amazement, as though I didn't know all of this already.

"Yeah. Actually, she got back together with your brother," He says, seeming a bit distracted. "So when did you get back anyways?"
"I just got in late last night. Decided it would be better not to wake anybody so I crashed at the loft and decided to surprise Dad, Lily, Dan, Eric, and everyone in the morning, which happens to be now," I say, hinting that I am going to be late.

"Well you should probably get going, then. Wouldn't want to miss your dad's famous blueberry waffles, now would you?"

"I guess not," I say, beginning to walk in the other direction before turning around once more, "It was nice to see you again, Nate. I'm really glad you could forgive me for all the horrible things I have done."

"Of course, Jenny. But don't go thinking that Serena, Blaire, Dan, Vanessa, and your dad will be as forgiving of your actions. I know you're really trying to turn your life around now, Jen, but sometimes people really have trouble leaving the past in the past. You've done some really horrible things, Jenny; especially to Serena. I just hope for your sake that you have changed, and that you're not the one to get hurt this time," Nate says, sipping his grande peppermint mocha hot chocolate.

I nod, about to reply when I hear a loud buzzing coming from my purse, and find the source to be none other than my cell phone. I look at Nate, my eye's saying that I had to read the text as his phone starting buzzing as well, and I know who it is in a second.

This just in my fellow New Yorkers: A tall blonde spotted stepping out of Starbucks on 47th Street, with none other than our good friend, Nate Archibald. Could it be that Little J has returned from her Little Trip? My sources say yes, and if I don't stand corrected, which I never do, our favorite blonde Humphrey might just be here for good.

You know you love me.
XOXO,
Gossip Girl

I've been back in New York City for only a day, and she's already tracked me down? I roll my eyes at my Blackberry's screen, shoving the phone back deep into my bag before looking up at Nate, who had read the message as well. "Don't worry about me, Nate. I know what people think of me, the reputation I have around here, and though I probably won't enjoy it, I'm going to have to deal with the consequences for the old Jenny's actions. I just don't want you involved in any of this right now, so just let me deal with everything. Despite anything Gossip Girl says, I'm not Little J anymore. I can take care of myself, and I will do just that." I tell him, hoping he can't see the weakness in my eyes, "As I said, it was really nice to see you again, Nate. Thanks for the warning."

That's when I turn away from him, and walk stiffly down the street, my arm raised in the air in an attempt to get a taxi. After several moments one pulls over, and an overweight man rolls down the window, releasing the smell of a cigar into the air before saying, "Where can I take you, little lady?"

I tell him and get in the backseat of the car, crossing my right leg over my left and watching out the window until we arrive.

So there you have it! Chapter One! I am going to try to give you guys an update at least once a week. Please review, critique, give suggestions, etcetera! I love the love! Haha!