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[color=slategray][sub] The continuation of [color=DC143C][b]Savannah Matthews[/b][/color] and [color=c66600][b]Trevor Wells’[/b][/color] first date…
A [@melissahart] and [@Silent Observer] Collab
Location: Trevor’s Jeep ----> Helmsley Yacht 
Mentions: [color=8a2be2][b]Josie Erickson[/b][/color] [@Kitty][/sub][/color][/center]
[hr][hr][indent][color=DC143C][b]“And then she looks at me and my cowboy boots and goes- sweetie, this is Beverly Hills… the only Rodeo here is Rodeo Drive!”[/b][/color] 

Sav could get used to this. 

With the windows of the Jeep rolled down, her red curly mane flowed freely in the breeze and her voice echoed out into the streets of Beverly Hills so clearly that everyone could hear how much fun she was having. Sitting on the passenger’s side next to Trevor and laughing until her stomach hurt felt [i]right[/i]. Something about the moment felt incredibly authentic and real, and it wasn’t something she expected to get out of moving to a city where the homes were the size of castles, and the median income was higher than the average home mortgage. 

The two gingers had a wonderful evening so far, filled with endless toppings and an ongoing conversation than never dulled once. In fact, they sat and talked at [i]Creamistry[/i] for so long that if Josie hadn’t texted Sav to remind her the boat left at 8:45, they would have missed the party entirely. The female redhead looked over at her date and admired his profile as he focused on the road. Although she’d been looking at him all night, her eyes never got tired of memorizing the strong features on his face and gazing at his smile. [color=DC143C][b]“So yeah, you could say my first week here was definitely [i]interesting[/i].”[/b][/color]

Trevor had one hand on the wheel and the other resting on the ledge of his open window. The sun had set a few moments ago and the temperature was dropping. He occasionally stole glances over at Savannah, when he wasn’t focused on maneuvering around traffic, and checked to make sure that she wasn’t getting too cold. The wind had pulled apart some of her perfectly coiffed curls, but Trev thought she looked even more beautiful this way. Windswept and naturally sexy. He grinned at her words, agreeing with the sentiment. Trevor might have been only seven when he moved here, but that first week was certainly an interesting one. [color=c66600][b]“Absolutely. California might be a new state, but LA is like an entirely different world. Sometimes the things that happen here still surprise me.”[/b][/color]

[color=DC143C][b]“Oh definitely, I mean, who throws a party on a yacht on a Tuesday night? Only in LA...”[/b][/color] Savannah mused with another laugh escaping her lips. For some reason she felt all giggly and blushy, but she knew it was because she was on this date that she couldn’t wait to tell Josie about when they arrived at the party. [color=DC143C][b]“Speaking of the party, what’s it going to be like anyway? And who are these people throwing it?”[/b][/color] She asked, giving Trev a quizzical look. Sav was a fish out of water, and was one of the few people who had no clue who the Helmsley’s were. All she knew was that they showed up today after disappearing for six months, and it was causing quite the commotion at school.

[color=c66600][b]“Wait, really?”[/b][/color] Trevor’s eyes widened at that question. Who were the Helmsley’s? They were practically a household name around the area. He could see how she might not have met them yet, but surely she’s at least heard of them. [color=c66600][b]“The Helmsley’s? They’re one of the richest families around. Crazy wealthy, they own the Olympus Tower up in Mountain View. Oh man, if you thought your first week here was crazy, wait until you meet this family. Brian’s a good dude though, one of my best friends, and also one of the Helmsley three — they’re triplets: Becca, Bailey, and Brian. They have a heck of a lot more siblings too.”[/b][/color]

Sav shrugged, [color=DC143C][b]“My dad has mentioned the name before, and maybe I’ve heard it in school a few times but I guess I just haven’t needed a reason to ask about them until now…”[/b][/color] She explained a little bashfully. After hearing Trevor’s explanation, she felt slightly stupid for not knowing who they were beforehand. It seemed like they were [i]the[/i] family that everyone knew about, well, except for her. [color=DC143C][b]“Sounds like tonight will be culture shock to the max.”[/b][/color] Sav exhaled and looked at Trev with a smirk. 

[color=c66600][b]“A little bit, it certainly was for me when I first met ‘em.”[/b][/color] Trevor smiled and laughed lightly. He turned the Jeep into the parking lot near the pier. There were a few other boats docked there, but the Helmsley’s yacht dwarfed them by a fair amount. Trev rolled up the windows and killed the engine before looking over to her, smiling wide. [color=c66600][b]“You’ll be okay though, try to just enjoy all of the free luxury stuff, that’s what I do. If it gets to be too much, I know where some of the quieter spaces are on the boat and we can just chill in one of those spots if you need to.”[/b][/color] It didn’t cross his mind that that could be taken as a very forward statement, as he did not mean for it to imply anything other than peaceful option if the party was too overwhelming. Trevor had nothing but good intentions for the evening.

Savannah tried to prevent her mouth from dropping as they arrived at the pier but it was kind of hard to — the yacht was massive! She turned back to face Trevor, but she did so at the same moment he looked over to her, so their faces were a mere few inches apart. A blush crept onto her cheeks, and her eyes darted down almost immediately. She reflected on his words, especially when he said that they didn’t have to stay in the party area if it was too much for her to handle. He was [i]so[/i] sweet, strawberry ice cream kind of sweet, and incredibly thoughtful. [color=DC143C][b]“Alright, I’ll definitely let you know if I get overwhelmed.”[/b][/color] The reality was, she was already a tad overwhelmed, but she didn’t tell him that. Stepping out of the car, she marveled at the yacht once more. She felt like an ant standing next to it!

Trevor hopped down from the driver’s side and made his way around to Savannah. They had been out together for hours at this point, and he was finally feeling more comfortable than he had been in the past with her. Savvy was soft, and sweeter than honey. The more time that he spent with her, the more he realized that his anxieties were foolish. Talking to girls might seem intimidating, but Savannah was the furthest thing from that word as possible. That said, he finally felt bold enough to take her hand as they walked up to the Helmsley’s boat. Fingers laced, even. Trev spotted the two men with some kind of electronic devices in their hands at the entrance to the yacht and thought it best to prep Savannah as they stood in line on the ramp to get in. [color=c66600][b]“So, there are going to be security guards up there. Don’t be scared, that’s totally normal for the Helmsley’s. Even their family barbeques have security… I don’t know why. Must be because of their business?”[/b][/color]

The moment he took her hand and interlaced his fingers with hers, Sav’s little southern heart skipped a beat. It took her a few seconds to come back down to earth after being skyrocketed to cloud nine, but once she regained her composure, she smiled at him and replied. [color=DC143C][b]“All good — a little strange, but all good.”[/b][/color] Once they arrived at the front of the line, Sav reluctantly removed her hand from Trevor’s and took the tablet that was thrust at her and signed her life away. As she waited for Trevor to sign, she looked up at the menacing security guards and tried not to cower in their presence. The Helmsley’s knew how to intimidate people, that was for sure. 

After scrawling out his initials, and greeting the security guards by name, he returned his hand to Savannah. His eyes scanned the crowd for familiar faces. He knew most of his classmates, of course, but he was looking to see if he could pick out his closest peers. Brian, Damian, Justin, or his brothers, Rye or JD. He didn’t see anyone, just a whole lot of dancing bodies in various states of dress and undress. Okay then, that was that. [color=c66600][b]“Where to first, would you like to get a drink?”[/b][/color]

The female redhead smirked as they walked away from the security guards. [color=DC143C][b]“Well aren’t you Mr. Popular, knowing them by name.”[/b][/color] She teased, nudging him playfully. As she stood with Trevor and gazed at the crowd, she exhaled audibly. This was [i]so[/i] much more than the New Year’s Party. A million times more. Taking it all in at her own pace, she looked up at Trev, realizing he asked her a question against the loud music.  [color=DC143C][b]“Yeah, maybe a drink would be nice—”[/b][/color] She started to say, but realized that she just assumed that Trevor would be drinking. What if he wasn’t? She didn’t want to be inconsiderate, so she quickly added to her statement.  [color=DC143C][b]“—but if you’re not going to drink, I don’t want to.”[/b][/color] 

[color=c66600][b]“Popular? Hah, a little bit, but I know them more because of family than for school stuff. My dads get invited to Helmsley’s events sometimes, they go way back with the triple B’s parents since before they even moved here.”[/b][/color] The music was hard to talk over, but Trevor did his best to be heard without shouting his explanation. When Savvy agreed to drinks and then immediately offered to not drink, Trev chuckled. [color=c66600][b]“Nah, a little something to loosen up might be nice. I’m not going to go as hard as New Years, though…”[/b][/color] Trevor reflected on that monster of a hangover with a cringe. [color=c66600][b]“Yikes…”[/b][/color] He laughed again. [color=c66600][b]“Plus it’s a school night, so I wouldn’t want to get too crazy.”[/b][/color]

The pair made their way over to the bar, which was crowded. Trev checked his watch and realized it was about time for the boat to actually set off. Everyone was probably getting their drinks in anticipation. Or perhaps it was just that the boat was actually [i]that[/i] packed. On a Tuesday night, no less. When they finally got the bartender’s attention, Trevor ordered his drink of choice for the night, a good Irish stout. [color=c66600][b]“I’ll take a bottle of Murphy’s, thanks.”[/b][/color] Trev looked over to Savvy with a light smile, [color=c66600][b]“And what would you like?”[/b][/color]

[color=DC143C][b]“Alright, drinks it is then.”[/b][/color] Sav walked with him to the bar, thankful her hand was still grasped in his so she wouldn’t lose him in the crowd of people. She thought not as many people would be ballsy enough to go out on a school night, but then again, for a lot of her peers, this was their second semester of Senior year, Trevor included. All the hard work was out of the way — for them at least, not for her. She still somehow had to pass Calculus!

Deciding not to go for any hard liquor, since that would probably cause her to get more tipsy then she would like, she settled on a hard cider. [color=DC143C][b]“Could I get an Angry Orchard, please? Thanks.”[/b][/color] As she waited for the drink, she let her eyes drift over to the dance floor, where she saw a few familiar faces, Josie included. Man, she couldn’t wait to tell her how the date had been going so far! Turning back to Trevor she smiled. [color=DC143C][b]“There are so many people here! Way more than I thought.”[/b][/color]

[color=c66600][b]“Yeah, it’s kind of remarkable given that it was just planned this morning, I’m pretty sure. Word travels fast when it comes to the Helmsley’s, I guess.”[/b][/color] Trevor mused and sipped at his beer. It was cold, refreshing, and all around delightful. He nervously flicked his eyes to the dancefloor a few times in his glances around the boat’s deck. Was she a dancer? Part of him hoped not, because he had two left feet. But… a part of him also would love to dance with her too. He was caught somewhere in between. That subject could be brought up later, maybe. His eyes caught sight of a little cushioned bench that would be nice to sit on and talk until they saw some familiar faces to chat with. [color=c66600][b]“You think JoJo made it?”[/b][/color] He asked, briefly recalling the embarrassing send-off Josephine had given them before their ice cream date, and wincing internally.

Sav sipped her drink and gazed around at all of the drunk people having a blast on the dance floor. Usually Josie would be dragging her out there with her, and they would have a great time, but the redhead much preferred chatting and enjoying the atmosphere rather than being at the center of it. That being said, she much preferred enjoying the party with the guy next to her. [color=DC143C][b]“Take a lucky guess where she is…”[/b][/color] Sav laughed, as they both knew that Josie enjoyed having as much fun as possible. Also she never got embarrassed, hence her love of embarrassing others. She motioned to their friend breaking it down with Olivia. [color=DC143C][b]“Front and center, not surprising in the slightest.”[/b][/color] Savvy laughed, taking another sip of her drink.

Trevor’s eyes followed her gaze towards the dancefloor and he chuckled. [color=c66600][b]“Nope, not at all.”[/b][/color] Trev grinned and took another swig from the amber bottle he held. [color=c66600][b]“Do you think she’ll come grill us if she sees us?”[/b][/color] He asked jokingly. Sort of… That was actually a legitimate concern as much as it was humorous.

Sav [i]knew[/i] that Josie would grill them. [color=DC143C][b]“Unfortunately, yes. She’ll never pass up an opportunity to make me turn into a walking tomato.”[/b][/color] It was a fact of life — the sky was blue, the grass was green, and Josie always needed to know what was going on. It wasn’t a bad thing, but it’s not what she needed at this moment. The solution? Prolong the conversation for as long as possible! And they would do that by... [color=DC143C][b]“We should probably hide while we still can. We don’t want another photo taking incident, do we?”[/b][/color]

[color=c66600][b]“Oh wow, no, probably not.”[/b][/color] Trevor grimaced. Selfies were normal among teenagers. Selfies with other people, particularly significant others, were also normal. Helicopter friends trying to take pictures of you with your — could they be considered significant others yet? — either way, that was definitely not normal. People would stare, It’d be awkward. [color=c66600][b]“How about we go sit over there?”[/b][/color] Trev nodded his head towards the bench he noticed earlier. It was far enough away from the dancefloor that they might stay out of sight, but they could still enjoy the party atmosphere.

[color=DC143C][b]“Sounds perfect to me.”[/b][/color] With no fear or hesitation, Sav lightly took Trev’s free hand in hers, interlacing their fingers the same way he did a few minutes ago. She looked back up at him with a gentle smile. [color=DC143C][b]“Let’s go.”[/b][/color]

Trevor’s heart jumped in his chest when she took his hand. They’d already held hands, of course, which was monumental in Trevor’s world. But now it was Savannah that had initiated it, and that was… that was everything. Trev couldn’t help the stupid grin that broke out on his face as they walked, hand-in-hand, towards the bench where they could sit and look out towards the ocean. Maybe, if Trevor was feeling particularly brave, he’d put his arm around her while they sat.[/indent]