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[color=8b6969][b]LOCATION[/b][/color] — Parking Lot, Alyssa's Mercedes Benz

[color=708090][b]INTERACTIONS[/b][/color] — Each other 
[sub]([@lovely complex], [@Universorum])[/sub]

[b][color=708090]T[/color][color=8b6969]I[/color][color=708090]M[/color][color=8b6969]E[/color][/b] — Explain yourself. 

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[indent]The rest of the walk in the woods consisted of Evelyn laughing to herself about what had transpired moments ago and her thinking of ways to calm Alyssa down for not arriving on time. She wasn’t too worried but she knew her darling childhood friend would not be pleased. Actually, the true sovereign of Beverly Hills High would be infuriated since she [b]hated[/b] waiting. Those who knew Eve, knew that she was never late. Today being a rare exception. In Alyssa’s case, it didn’t matter if you had a perfect record, late was late. She didn’t tolerate tardiness. 

Kind of hot, don’t you think? 

Approaching the black Mercedes Benz, Butler was already waiting for Eve with the back door open so that she could join her blonde and explain herself. Scooting in and hearing the door close behind her, a stoic expression on, the songstress let her hazel orbs meet with the strong, green gaze of her friend’s. Before either of them said a word, Eve leaned over and pulled a strawberry out of the tray and brought it to the Matriarch's lips. Her stare never turned away from one of the few people that slithered their way into her cold heart. Alyssa had her undivided attention.

At least Eve was [i]trying[/i] to diminish Alyssa’s annoyance. It wasn’t working. But, she was [i]trying[/i]. Alyssa couldn’t fault her for that, and she reluctantly accepted the succulent fruit held up to her lips. The peace was short lived though, as Alyssa’s green eyes hardened and took a certain icy look to them. In the front seat, Butler turned to look at his charge and Alyssa’s lady friend. [b]”Miss Green, are you ready to leave?”[/b] In response, Alyssa raised her hand, holding up one finger, as she turned her attention back to Evelyn Harding.

[color=708090]”What took you so long? If your answer is anything less than you ran into the Pope, the President, or the Dalai Lama… [i]it is not good enough.[/i] I will not [i]tolerate[/i] lateness, especially from someone I’ve come to expect so much from. You’ve disappointed me, [i]Ms. Harding.[/i]”[/color] Alyssa’s voice was sharp, and every word dripped with acid. She was [i]pissed[/i].

Yeah, it was kind of hot.

A smirk fell on Evelyn’s pale face as Alyssa fumed with impatience and anger. Oh, disappointed? How horrid. She’d be forgiven. She knew she would. Plus, the raven would be lying if she didn’t [i]like[/i] this side of her queen. After Alyssa finished the juicy fruit, Eve licked the lingering flavor off her fingers before responding, “[color=8b6969]Just protecting our honor, my sweets.[/color]” Not saying anything more, her hazel orbs silently examined the blonde’s expression, waiting for her to inquire further - or not. Alyssa could kick her out the car if she wanted, Eve wouldn’t fight back nor did she care. Deep down, she knew that even if [i]Ms. Green[/i] was not happy, she still had her way. Eve was here. That’s what she wanted, right? In the end, she still got what she wanted. 

Alyssa scoffed. Protecting their honor? What did that even mean? [color=708090]”And how, pray tell… were you doing that?”[/color] Alyssa sipped at the amber liquid in her glass, swishing the alcohol around in her mouth before she swallowed it. [color=708090]”The bloody [i]Elite[/i] are back, those filthy scumbags. They took Rhett from me, no doubt, to [i]poison him[/i] with their ideals. Won’t be very hard, either, they’re kind of what every little boy wants to be when they grow up. But that isn’t the [i]worst[/i] part of it. Fucking [i]Bartimaeus[/i] is back, which means he’s going to be at the castle. And [i]you[/i] weren’t here to [i]support me[/i], god knows where Audrey slipped off to--she’s been weird lately.”[/color] Alyssa huffed, making a face.

[color=708090]”I am frustrated.”[/color]

 “[color=8b6969]I can tell.[/color]” Eve made herself a glass of whiskey, before leaning comfortably back and crossing her legs,  “[color=8b6969]Won’t be hard because he lost his best friend.[/color]” She took a brief moment to drink her addiction, her world having been numbed a long time ago, before adding, “[color=8b6969]We’ve only known Rhett for… a week, right?[/color]” The raven didn’t expect Alyssa to answer. Silence was okay in her book. 

Resting her glass on her leg, she softly chuckled, “[color=8b6969]Looks like we’re to blame for Jackson Drake’s loss. Not the fact that he kissed little, Summer Aspen, not because Rhett is simply better than him. No. It’s because of us, that he no longer has a friend.[/color]” 

Turning her head toward Alyssa, Eve let her other hand rest on the rim of her glass, as she commented, “[color=8b6969]Look who’s missed me. I’ve missed you too.[/color]” she stuck her tongue out at her friend, choosing to not bring up Audrey’s ‘weirdness’, but to [i]tease[/i] instead. 

[color=708090]”Jackson Drake is the reason for your lateness, huh? I’ll have him drawn and bloody quartered. No one denies me my pet.”[/color] Alyssa hissed bitterly, staring down into her glass for a few seconds before she snapped her fingers. The car shifted into gear, and they started along their journey back to the Queen’s castle, as Alyssa looked at Eve’s stuck out tongue, licking her lips slowly. [color=708090]”You missed [i]me,[/i] huh? ....[i]Prove it,[/i] Evelyn.”[/color][/indent]
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[color=1d7fe5][b]LOCATION[/b][/color] — The Party → The Open Road

[color=eee72a][b]INTERACTIONS[/b][/color] — Rhett, Ender, Julie, Ty, & Wolfe

[b][color=7d1c7f]Time[/color][/b] — You two make me sick
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[indent][color=1d7fe5]”Ty you fucking retard, stop sucking her face off, we got business to attend to!”[/color]

Wolfe’s bark got Ty to--reluctantly--pull away from Julia, turning around to look at his friends with an incredulous look on his face. [color=eee72a]”Yo, are you serious? B and I haven’t talked in like a week because we were on a break, I finally get my hands on her butt--”[/color] for emphasis, Ty took a moment to squeeze Julia’s rear in his hands, [color=eee72a]”--and ya’all gonna come here and ruin my shit like that? What kinda friends are ya’all!? The shit kind that’s what kind. Hold on, baby, daddy’s gotta go to work.”[/color] Ty kiss Julia again quickly and shook his head as he stomped across the beach toward Wolfe, Rhett and Ender. [color=eee72a]”The fuck you guys want!?”[/color]

Wolfe made a face, then looked over at Rhett. [color=1d7fe5]”Hey, Rhett. You ever driven a two point five million dollar car?”[/color]

A lot of things happened tonight and during the time they were searching and making their way to Ty and his girl. Rhett was going to help Isabel up when she fell but… she looked like she didn’t want to be touched. He wasn’t gonna lie, what she said to Wolfe was [i]pretty hilarious[/i]. That being said, her being incredibly short where tall men can’t see her was not, so laughing didn’t seem like the right thing to do. But Wolfe didn’t care. As soon as they came, his sister took her leave with Dominique and Isabel (okay, bye then…), and Ty took hold of Juliana and made out with her like it was nobody’s business.  Bringing his attention to Sentinel, Rhett brushed the sand off his fitted cap before answering, “[color=#ffbf00]You’re funny, man. I’d be lucky to even touch a car like that.[/color]” 

[color=1d7fe5]”Do you want to?”[/color]

[color=eee72a]”He ain’t drivin’ my car.”[/color]

[color=1d7fe5]”Yes he is.”[/color]

[color=eee72a]”...okay, fine.”[/color]

Scurrying to her tiger, Juliana gestured for Ty to bring his ear close to her so she could whisper something to him. He slowly leaned in (since he was 6’4 ½ and Julie was 4’11). When his ear reached her lips, she teasingly bit it and giggled, “[color=b3446c]When’s daddy gonna’ spank me.[/color]” 

[color=eee72a]”Aight, let’s get the fuck up outta here this party blows anyway.”[/color] Ty said almost immediately once Julia’s words had seeped into his ears. Reaching into his pocket, he with drew the keys to his car (a 2017 Bugatti Chiron) and tossed them to Rhett. [color=eee72a]”Hope you can drive a manual. Not a stick though, it’s got paddle shifters. And don’t get my steering wheel greasy.”[/color]

[color=1d7fe5]”..what’d she say?”[/color] Wolfe asked cautiously, suspiciously eyeing Ty, as Ender placed a hand on his brother-in-arms’s shoulder.

[color=7d1c7f]”Let sleeping dogs lie. We don’t [i]really[/i] want to know.”[/color]

[color=1d7fe5]”...you’re right.”[/color]

[color=7d1c7f]”Usually am.”[/color]

With the keys in his right hand, Rhett stared down at them and then up at Ty. Were they really allowing him to drive a fancy-you-better-not-crash-it sports car? His blue gaze did express a slight bewilderment, but he brushed it off and accepted their kindness, “[color=#ffbf00]Yeah, cool. I’ve driven a pickup before, if that counts.[/color]” 

Glancing over at the only female in a pack of wolves, Rhett watched as Juliana possessively grabbed onto her boyfriend’s arm and pulled him toward the woods (which would lead to his car), “[color=b3446c]So much [i]precious[/i] time being wasted, Tiger.[/color]”

“[color=#ffbf00]I guess that’s our cue to leave.[/color]” Rex chuckled to himself and trailed behind the lovebirds, walking beside Sentinel and Ender. [/indent]

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[indent]Acceleration. Eyes focused on the long, narrowed road ahead of him, with curves, swift turns, and the moonlight as their main guide. Rhett had never felt this… free in his entire life. Waiting in the back of his mind were thoughts like the loss of a best friend, someone he thought he would have in his life forever, the disgust he felt that his other best friend made out with a coward, she [b]deserved[/b] better, and the constant worry that he will fail his father and not be the man his mom and sisters need.  He didn’t want to think about any of that. Not about Jackson. Sierra. Summer. Miley. Mom…. dad. 

The song that was blaring was [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cJMeTmdfNWk]Fly Away[/url] by Lenny Kravitz. 

[i]I wish that I could fly
into the sky[/i]

Leaning over the center console, Wolfe looked at the speedometer, tapping it with his finger. [color=1d7fe5]”It goes faster. The road is wide open. Nobody but us. See what it can do.”[/color] He suggested, shifting slightly in his seat as he reached out to the volume control, turning it up the last two ticks. Noting a sudden amount of steam fogging up the windows (Julia’s fault, no doubt), Wolfe took it upon himself to roll down the two windows to let the cool summer breeze flow into the car, before leaning back in his seat and closing his eyes, hands folded over his chest. [color=1d7fe5]”It’s Ty’s car, so who cares if we get in trouble? Alyssa’s parents will cover it.”[/color]

Meanwhile, in the backseat, Ender wanted to die. Now, while Ender [i]usually[/i] wanted to die, this time the emotion was in particular force. Why? Because right next to him, in a car that was rapidly getting close to cresting 100 mp/h, Juliana Espinoza and Bartimaeus Locke were doing what they did best: ruining his life. Yes, even in a moving car, Ty couldn’t keep his hands off of Julia, and the tiny girl was straddling his lap, already, as they sucked face like fucking newlyweds. Slowly, Ender leaned up to Rhett’s chair, tapping their new friend on the shoulder.

[color=7d1c7f]”Crash the car.”[/color]

After Wolfe had suggested to pick up the speed, which Rhett did so, because why not? Rex quickly glanced up at the rearview mirror to make sure no one was indeed on the road. His vision did catch sight of… the lovebirds too, doing what horny teens did best. 

The PDA was real. 

Bringing his attention back to the road, he tapped his right pointer finger on the steering wheel, mentally feeling bad for the lone wolf in the back… stuck sitting next to a borderline sex scene. “[color=#ffbf00]I want to live to talk about this experience, maybe, uh… tell them to stop?[/color]” Jeez, he didn’t know how to deal with this. If this was a room, he’d just up and leave, but no, this was a car and he was responsible for all their lives, even the ones making things uncomfortable. This did get him thinking about his love life, though. The last time he kissed a girl was with… man, that was awhile. Rhett, you need to get laid. 

[color=eee72a]”Don’t be [i]jealous[/i], yo.”[/color] Ty said, briefly pushing the ever eager girlfriend of his away. [color=eee72a]”Just cuz none of you can hold a girlfriend…”[/color] He shook his head in distaste and Wolfe cracked open an eye, looking over at Rhett.

[color=1d7fe5]”Keep going straight for about 40 more miles, then you’re gonna take a right. The road up to the castle is curvy as shit, but this thing handles alright. So drop it down to about 110, 90 if you’re not brave or confident. Own the road, it’s gonna be open. Weave in and out of the double yellow line. Remember, you own the universe right now, and nobody gonna tell you differently.”[/color]

[i]Let’s go and see the stars
the milky way
or even mars[/i]

[color=1d7fe5]”Trust me. Plus, if you crash, we’re going too fast to feel anything. Fuck it, bro. Only way to live after a night like this one.”[/color] WIth that, Wolfe shut his eyes again.

Leaning forward, between the driver and passenger seat, her divine bottom being displayed for both Ty and Ender, Juliana happily encouraged the party’s host, “[color=b3446c]You’re doing awesome, Rhett! Go vroooooom, vrooooooooooooom. I like going fast![/color]” 

“[color=#ffbf00]Thanks, Juliana--[/color]” 

“[color=b3446c]Call me Julie! Or Jules… or Juju… or whatever. [i]Juliana[/i] is too formal.[/color]” Her stormy orbs glanced over at the man with his eyes closed, “[color=b3446c]Y’know, Wolfy, my sissy gonna’ be massively butthurt everytime she sees you.[/color]” While the gorgeous blonde made her twin a topic of discussion, Rhett followed Wolfe’s instruction and gingerly dropped the speed to 110. If there was one thing Rhett wasn’t, it was being a coward like fucking-coffee-guy. How many opportunities (and/or chances) does a guy like him, an average joe punk boy, have to ride a sports car and go as fast as he can? Not often. You best believe he will live for the night. He hasn’t felt this good in a long while. Nothing dragging him down, just a need for speed.

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