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A crack in her door was all Alexandros needed to hear every word that was spoken. Omar, that snake. How did he find out about those things? Nevermind. That didn’t matter. I have to focus on the more important thing: he knows too much. Remember what Lao Tsu said: Appear weak when you are strong and appear strong when you are weak. If Omar thinks for one second he’ll best Alexandros Mossos, he was sadly mistaken.

And for the duration of the next few minutes, ALexandros would keep his position, watching as the caramel duo started making out. First, it began with a kiss. It always began with a kiss, then it became something more. A dance of emotions flying through the invisible air. There was a twirl of irony that he felt in his gut. She ended up seeing a video of him doing what he did best with the Beverly Hills High secretary, yet here Audrey was in the same exact position with Omar Hassan who didn’t know he was marked for death.

Enjoy this you two. Enjoy it while you can, because when I’m done with both of you, there’s no saving either of you.

ALexandros swore, both in his mind, and with a satisfying smirk.

Where he stood, Alexandros caught one last glimpse of the two finalizing the raw, sensual experience both had just ventured on. As he would turn around, Alexandros would make a note of closing the door shut as hard as he could. Knowing that it would interrupt them, it didn’t really matter, for by the time they would notice it, by the time they would go to see what had caused it, Alexandros was gone. Even if, by some miracle from any higher power, they caught him as he left her house, he would be so far gone. He would have already gotten into his car, and left without a single word to either of them.

And when he was gone, Alexandros was gone for good. Whatever Audrey would have been feeling that night, she wouldn’t be able to reach Alexandros, for he was gone. He would not be seen for two more months, missing Audrey’s big birthday bash.


“It’s been awhile, Beverly Hills, but your inside scoop all things Beverly Hills is back with yet another spotting. Coming off the heels of Miss Teen Beverly Hills’ great Hollow Bash, spotted: the Prince of Punctuality, fashionably late as always; the Mossos Mountain himself, Alexandros Stefano Mossos makes his long-awaited return to the Hills. And - what’s this? - a woman is under his arms. She’s not his mother, nor Adorable Ava-Brie, so who could she be? Stay tuned for more deets.

As always, you know you love me. XOXO, Gossip Girl.”






When Alexandros stepped off of the Mossos private jet, he took in a breath of the polluted California air. It strangely felt refreshing. After being gone for so long, he found it comforting. Still, there was much he had to do. Standing around, taking in the sights was not one of them. Plus, with a very special woman who was going to see it through, how could he lose focus?

Stepping forward, Alexandros took the bag he had in his hands, and handed to the driver who had been standing in front of a Lincoln Continental. The driver was about average height(a few inches shorter than ALex was). He wore a black and grey suit, had olive skin, and deep brown eyes. When he took the deep blue bags, the driver would prepare to put them in the trunk.

Alex would turn around, hearing the moving around of someone from within the jet. As he did, out came a woman. She looked to be of Alexandros’ age. She was absolutely stunning(as noted from Alex himself when he smirked). She had raven hair and hazel eyes. She had a slim figure and wore an elegant, beige dress with floral patterns that didn’t stand out too much. She wore eye-popping red heels. That was probably the first thing one would notice.

Alexandros held out his hand so that she could concentrate on his face without slipping, but what Alexandros didn’t anticipate was that she didn’t need it. She simply pushed his hand to the side as she flipped her raven hair, revealing flawless, porcelain skin, and the subtle hint of blush makeup on her cheeks. “Alex, stop pretending to be a gentleman. It’s not fitting of man of your stature,” the woman chastised Alexandros, giving him a glare.

He scowled, choosing not to respond to her. But he knew she was right. For the past month and a half, she had been right - this woman, whom he has known for quite some time - knew him better than anyone did. And above all else, she understood him.

So, shall we?” Alexandros wouldn’t hold her door open. He knew she was a big girl. He simply would gesture towards the door.

She flipped her hair, and took her place on the seat behind the driver’s seat. ALexandros would take a place next to her, behind the passenger’s seat. When they got in, Alexandros would briefly look at her before signalling the driver. “Let’s go.”

“Right away sir. Where to?”

Home.

After that brief exchange, the car started moving, the sound of the rubber faintly hitting against the road. A few bumps here and there were felt, no doubt speed bumps. Alexandros knew they made it to the freeway when it was a bit bumpy and the sounds of the tires hitting the Californian roads got louder.

How pathetic these roads are. I thought you said your father was going to fix them?

Patience, Alex. Have I not taught you that?” The female, clearly in charge of the situation, rested her right hand on Alexandros’ wrist, stroking it gently. “Just listen to me, and all that you wish to accomplish here will go as you planned.” She said, moving her hand up his arm, each finger teasing him until her hand reached his cheek. “Now kiss me, Alexandros.” The dominant woman ordered.

With a chuckle, Alexandros gave her a kiss. Something about how her cherry lips touched his own was refreshing. Usually he was the one who was in control. An odd feeling being told what to do. Alexandros wasn’t sure if he liked it or not. Indeed, it was peculiar, but she was right.

As they pulled away, she patted his cheek twice with her hand, and turned to face forward. “Now then, when we arrive home, we will talk more about the plan you have for Omar Hassan and Audrey Huntsburg. If what you told me is an absolute fact, it’s only a matter of time before your revenge is enacted.

Alexandros crossed his legs, and pulled out some champaign. He then got two glasses. He poured some into each glass, and handed one to her. “To the fall of Omar.

And to you reclaiming Audrey.

They clanked their glasses together, and sipped away the champagne until they got to the Mossos Estate.

And when they got out, they would further plan what they had in store for two unsuspecting victims.


I’m home—

Welcome home, son,” Adrianna, along with Baltazar, Ava, Georgio, and Eli, were all present, welcoming the prodigal son back to the promised land. “And who is—

Adrianna, it’s been too long.” She greeting the Mossos matriarch with a hug.

My dear, I haven't’ seen you since our trip to Athens last year.” Adrianna was overwhelmed with joy. “Alex, I didn’t know she was going to be coming with you.

Call it a surprise. I figured you all would enjoy it.

I’ll say,” Ava would say, seemingly unable to take her eyes off of ALex’s newest eye candy. “To think that you actually were able to score her. Better than that Banks bitch.” Ava had no reservations nor subtle candor about how she felt about Viola.

Ava, language.

Fuck you, George. Viola can suck my invisible cock.” Ava stormed off. Again, her anger got the better of her, despite the warm welcome of Alexandros’ guest.

I apologize for her. She’s usually less obscene, but the topic of Viola does get under her skin.

I understand. The two of them were bitter enemies when you dated her.” The Raven-Haired beauty said, recalling Viola’s unique presence way back when.

Enough of that, please join us. We have much to talk about. Mainly where you’ll be staying,” Adrianna gestured Alex and his guest to follow them into the family room.

As the Mossos Clan(minus Ava) each took their seat, drinks were handed out. Of course the minors - Alex, his guest, Geo, and Eli - got non-alcoholic drinks, while Balt and Adrianna got some wine. They gathered around a table that had two couches sitting opposite of each other. Adrianna was standing up, holding up her glass.

To Alex for making his return, and to you, my darling, for helping him find his way when he was gone and out of his mind.” Adrianna raised her glass. “To Florence, for she is truly our saving grace for Alexandros.

“To Florence!” They all said in unison.

As they drank, Florence simply took her drink in full, legs crossed, and smiling a mysterious, smile with the hint of something hidden behind it. But what could it be?
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The weeks after her impromptu pool party were quite eventful for Audrey Huntsberg. The first dance competition was coming up, so she’d been practicing with the team for hours on end. The school work wasn’t getting any easy either, and the only way to keep her top grades was to study. Her sixteenth birthday party was coming up, and in order for it to be the biggest bash of the Hills, a lot of planning had to be done. Adding to that, dates had come and gone, rolling one after the other. So far no guy had seemed to impress her beyond a first date, and those that had hadn’t gone further than second base, only to be quickly tossed aside as she got bored. Of course, Audrey’s busy life didn’t mean that she’d forgotten about the whore that was Janice Nelson. Nope, not in the slightest.

For about two weeks after she’d watched the damning video, Audrey had been carefully plotting her revenge plan against Janice. She’d quietly and discreetly watched the secretary from the sidelines, taking notes on the woman’s schedule. Then, on a Friday afternoon, Janice was making her way to the parking lot, and let out a shriek when she saw her vehicle. The car’s tires had been slashed, and every window had been smashed. On the hood, the words I KNOW YOUR SECRET were keyed into the paint. Panicking, Janice tried to erase the threatening message by digging her own key against the words, but it was too late. The police arrived on scene, and having been tipped off to the video and incident, arrested Janice on the spot.

By that night, the news were going crazy with the headline BEVERLY HILLS HIGH SECRETARY ARRESTED FOR SEX WITH A STUDENT. Statutory rape and sexual battery were just a two of the crimes she was charged with. Aside from being permanently registered as a sex offender, Janice would be out of prison in about fifteen years… If she was lucky. Meanwhile, Audrey had been out at the club, dancing the night and celebrating success.

With Janice out of the way and paying the high price of crossing Audrey Huntsberg -whether it was knowingly or not didn’t matter-, the younger woman savored the results of yet another fruitful revenge plan. Every other student knew exactly what had happened, and if some were still doubting of just what Audrey was capable of doing, they were damn sure of ot now.

But there was something missing from this triumphant picture… Alexandros.

The blue-eyed man that had chased her so insistently had disappeared without a trace right after her pool party. He hadn’t shown up at school, his social media accounts had been inactive, and when Audrey had become desperate enough to actually swallow her pride for once and call him, his phone number was disconnected. Of course, Audrey wasn’t the type to give up that easily, and from further research by asking around she found out that Alexandros had traveled off the country. The reason for this sudden trip, however, remained a mystery.

To anybody who asked, Audrey pretended to not have noticed the young man’s absence. She brushed it off, claiming that her interest in him had been as fleeting as his stay in Beverly Hills High School. But, in reality, she’d made a habit out of checking his social media multiple times a day, desperate for any news about him. She secretly missed the chase.

As soon as the last guests had left her Circus-themed Sweet Sixteen birthday party, Audrey had collapsed face-first onto her bed. She’d still been wearing the sexy ringleader costume she’d chosen, while her black knee-high boots, whip and top hat lay on a pile next to her bed. The booze, long hours of dancing and even a fair bit of marijuana and molly had eventually exhausted her body. And so, for half the day of November first, Audrey remained passed out on her bed, and didn’t even flinch when an excited Leslie loudly burst into her room.

“Audrey, Audrey! Wake up! You’re not gonna believe this!”

The brunette remained motionless on the bed, unaffected by her best friend’s loud arrival. This made Leslie climb up in Audrey’s bed and begin to jump on it while repeatedly calling “AudreyAudreyAudreyAudreyAudreyAudrey!” until Audrey grabbed a nearby pillow and threw it at Leslie. The black-haired woman took no offense to this, and instead continued to jump on the bed, her ponytail swinging. Eventually, Audrey gave up on the idea that ignoring would make her go away.

“What do you want? Audrey whined, her voice muffled from having her face pressed against a pillow.

“Weeeeeell…” Leslie began in a singsong voice, pausing her jumping. “It so happens that I have some gossip for you.”

Audrey groaned and waved a lazy hand at Leslie. “Can’t this wait? I’m kinda still getting over last night’s hangover.”

Leslie took a seat next to Audrey, crossing her legs. “Oh, I don’t know. I just thought you might like to hear that Alexandros Mossos is back in Beverly Hills, is all.”

At the mention of Alexandros, Audrey shot up from the pillow.. Not only did she feel terrible, but she looked the part. Her makeup was smudged from the long night and her sleeping position. She groaned, regretting getting up so fast with the way her head began throbbing. “What did you just say?” she mumbled, rubbing her temples.

Leslie looked up at Audrey with a smile so bright you would have think she’d won the lottery or something similar. “I said YOUR Alexandros is back on Cali territory as we speak.”

Audrey looked up at Leslie with squinted eyes for a long while, and eventually blurted out: “Fuck. The molly’s still got me high as a cloud. This is such a vivid dream.”

The black haired woman couldn’t help but roll her eyes at her best friend. Leave it to a first-time molly user like Audrey to come up with something like that. Hopefully this served as a lesson and would be the first and last time.

Without warning, Leslie pinched Audrey’s thigh. The brunette let out a shriek, and Leslie couldn’t help but giggle. Feel that, Audrey? You’re not dreaming. It’s all real, sweetheart: Alexandros Mossos is back.”
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News broke of Alexandros returning at alarming rates. By when the day had came to an end, Alexandros received several calls from people who had been wondering exactly where he had been. Some of them were contacts he made through his extracurricular activities. He hadn’t informed them of his impromptu trip to Greece, and that caused some frantic worrying on their part. So, of course, when they learned he had returned, they wanted to know why, but Alexandros just couldn’t answer all of them, so he sent a mass text to just about everyone buzzing up his phone:

I’ll tell you tomorrow. Have some patience.
Alex


And until the next day arrived, Alexandros wouldn’t even touch his phone.

Sooner than he realized, the morning sun would graze his skin, prompting him to wake up. It was just at daybreak that his eyes had opened. For the first time in a long time, Alexandros was looking forward to going to school. So much so that he actually didn’t take his traditional shot of bourbon with his breakfast. Instead, he got himself a glass of non-alcoholic cider, and opted for a bagel with a minimal amount of cream cheese on it.

As he got the garage, he had all that he needed to get the day started, and Florence was waiting for him by his red Ferrari. “You’re looking awfully chipper this morning.” Florence couldn’t help but crack a small, almost undetectable smirk. Almost.

As if I have any reason not to. Today begins the first day of the plan.” Alex noted.

Florence seemed to be pleased with his answer. “Good. GLad to see that you haven’t let the familiarity of this place cloud your priorities.” Florence stepped out of Alexandros’ way, and made her own way to the passenger’s seat. “Then, let’s get going, lest we want to be late for school.

Alexandros didn’t say anything. He simply took his place in the driver’s seat, revved up his beautiful Ferrari, and drove off into the morning sun.

Destination: Beverly Hills High School.




Alexandros missed being among the lower class of the high class of the West Side. The sight of their whispering faces pointing at him and nudging at their friends, doubtless murmuring about a few things. The first, of course, was thanks to someone who called themselves SoCal Gal. A clever play on Manhattan’s own Gossip Girl. They broke the news of his return and she..he -they? - were the reason for his big return ruined. And if that wasn’t bad enough, Alexandros now had to deal with the inevitable confrontation that he faced with Audrey. So it was safe to say that the plan wasn’t off to a good start.

Look confident, Alex.” Florence tightened her grip on his arm. “Show weakness and they will eat you alive.

Yes, I know that.” Alex irritatedly sighed.

Then walk.

Another sigh, but Alex said nothing in retort. Instead, he walked with the raven-haired beauty staying close, her slender arm hooked around his muscled own. If one didn’t know any better, they would think that ALexandros and her were dating. FOr one, to match his dark blue attire, she matched with a complimenting, albeit completely opposing, outfit of her own. But, regardless of their polarizing color choice, the two of them walked as if they ruled the school.

And to be quite honest, with the reputation that the Sauveterre’s had in Los Angeles with FRancis Sauveterre applying for a second term as Mayor of Los Angeles and the obvious reputation Alexandros Mossos had, oh with how they may or may not rule the criminal underground, how couldn’t one mistake them for BHHS’ next power couple?

As they roamed the halls, everyone made way for them. They knew an unstoppable force when they saw one. And if there was anything Beverly Hills High respected more than money, it was power.
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Ring the alarm
I been through this too long
But I'll be damned if I see another chick on your arm
Won't you ring the alarm?
I been through this too long
But I'll be damned if I see another chick on your arm



Monday morning started out as a typical day for Audrey. She went through her normal routine with ease: getting up, daily beachside jog, quick shower, wardrobe, makeup, breakfast and out the door. The drive to Beverly Hills High seemed to take longer than usual, but maybe that was because she was so impatient to arrive. Today a big day, after all. It looked to be promising.

When she pulled into her assigned parking space, a not-quite-unexpected surprise was waiting in the lot: a 2015 Red Ferrari 458 she recognized on the spot. That could only mean one thing, and it made Audrey Huntsberg shriek out loud with delight. Alexandros Mossos was finally back, and this time she would make sure to have him.

For the next ten minutes, Audrey fussed over every single detail of her makeup and outfit: dusting off her shirt, reapplying her lipstick, smoothing off stray hairs. This was the first time in two and a half months that she would be coming face to face with the one who got away’, and she wanted to make sure she looked irresistible. Alexandros needed to realize just what he’d been missing. Just as she was about to exit Scarlet, her phone chimed with a new text from Leslie. Why would Leslie text her if they were literally about to meet up at their usual spot? Frowning, Audrey unlocked her phone.

Things are not looking good, Auby. Be ready: they’ve just thrown you a curveball. Waiting for you at the entrance: you’ll need me. Love you babe.
Leslie


The message made Audrey nervous. A curveball? When it came to Alexandros, that could mean so many things... She was losing her cool, and her heart had sped up. But there was no time to chicken out now. The only way to find out what could possibly be going wrong now was by confronting it.

Sighing and bracing herself, Audrey exited the car and made her way to the building. Her heels clicked at her every step, and she made sure to look every bit as confident as usual. However, with the way Leslie’s face was looking the minute she stepped inside the school, Audrey became nervous.She opened her mouth to speak, but the black-haired woman placed a finger to her own lips. Without saying a word, Leslie grabbed Audrey’s arm and guided her through Beverly Hills High’s hallways.

As they walked, Audrey noticed that the atmosphere was changing. Her fellow classmates seemed to be whispering more than usual, and she’d been able to . They were nearing Audrey’s locker when the girls saw them, and Audrey grabbed Leslie’s arm. It was Alexandros, alright, looking every bit as handsome as he always did. But he wasn’t alone… A girl held his arm, looking quite comfortable in her place. She was beautiful, with long raven hair, fair skin and an aura of elegance that so gracefully complimented his. They looked like a fucking match made in heaven.

Tell me how should I feel
When I know what I know,
And my female intuition
Telling me you a dog?
People told me 'bout the flames
I couldn't see through the smoke
When I need answers, accusations
What you mean you gonna’ choke?


The world seemed to have stopped rotating. Audrey didn’t know just how long she stood there, looking at them with wide, seething eyes, her expression unreadable. Whether they saw her or not didn’t really matter to her. Audrey knew Leslie was talking, but her brain didn’t seem to be processing what she was saying. All she could think about was the image being burned into her brain of Alexandros and somebody else... AGAIN. Before she knew it, the warning bell had rung, and everyone -including Alex and this mystery woman- was hurrying away to their classrooms. And without realizing it, Audrey was dragging Leslie in the opposite direction of their homeroom classroom and into the ladies’ room instead.

Tell me how should I feel
When you made me belong
And the thought of you just touching her
Is what I hate most?
I don't want you but I want it
And I can't let it go
To know you give it to her like you gave it to me, come on


For a moment, the halls were quiet. Students and teachers were busy with lectures, bodies sitting or standing behind closed doors. And, cutting through the stillness, Audrey’s furious voice rang out:

“Who the FUCK is that?!


He's so arrogant and bold
She gon' love that shit, I know
I done put in a call, time to ring the alarm
'Cause you ain't never seen a fire like the one I'ma 'cause.
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It was still a bit away until homeroom began and from what Florence had told Alexandros on the way to school, her homeroom wasn’t with him. Still, it didn’t matter. They didn’t need to be together every hour of the day for the plan to go through. It was pretty much back on course, especially when Alex heard the seeds being planted.

Not even a full ten yards away, he heard the echoes of Audrey’s voice. Even among the chatter from those around him, he heard Audrey shout to whom he could only surmise was her friend Leslie. As to what she said, Alexandros heard something along the lines of [code]who the fuck is she[/code. It rung clear in his ears, and he simply looked to Florence. She heard it too, and was as satisfied as he was.

Seems like part one of today’s objective went swimmingly.

And part two is about to start.” Florence said, “so if you’ll excuse me.

Alexandros stepped out of the way, and allowed FLorence to do what she always did best: befriended the enemy.





Florence Sauveterre walked like a queen: elegant foot in front of the other, hands close to her center, and looking at the pairs of eyes that stalked her as she made her way into the ladies room. Upon entering, there she saw her target.

Audrey Huntsberg, just one of two people on her hit list, but upon seeing her, she had to be completely honest: she wasn’t how Alex described her when he showed up at the Sauveterre Villa in Greece. The way he described her was as a female of confidence, of power, and most of all, someone who never showed weakness. However, as Florence would lay her hazel eyes upon Audrey, she saw none of these things. She saw a wounded warrior who had her pride hurt more than anything else.

Among all that seemed disappointing, at least she had the fashion sense just like how Alexandros explained. That, at least, was something Florence could respect. But still, she couldn’t help but feel very disappointed by what she saw in front of her.

Florence walked up to the sink, simply fixing her hair. As she made sure it was to the perfectionist standards she placed on herself, she darted her eyes slightly to Audrey - who, by now, was doubtless looking at Florence with anger-filled eyes. “Don’t you hate split ends? I sure do. They always ruin a perfectly good outfit.” Florence complained. She had just noticed she had a single split end on the center of the right side of her hair.
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All these bitches is my sons
And I'm a go and get some bibs for 'em
A couple formulas, little pretty lids on 'em
If I had a dick I would pull it out and piss on 'em


“Auby, honey, calm down…” Leslie said in a soothing voice, petting her best friend’s arm and trying to do some damage control. After what had just happened, she knew Audrey needed her support.

Meanwhile, a raging Audrey was trying hard to keep herself in check and not start one of her legendary lash-outs. Her body was shaking, and she kept her eyes closed in order to focus on counting instead of breaking Alexandros’ new chick’s face. Of course, this attempt at self-control was sabotaged as the new chick herself entered the bathroom. She appeared unbothered by anything as she haughtily examined her reflection, and even attempted to engage Audrey in conversation. Leslie was petrified, scared that Audrey might actually commit murder right there and then. But Audrey was so caught off guard that all she could do was let out a disbelieving scoff. She didn’t know whether this girl was clueless or had a downright death wish.

“You know what else ruins a perfectly good outfit?” Audrey replied, mocking the woman’s tone of voice as she made her way to exit the bathroom with Leslie. “A bloody broken nose.” When she’d reached the door, Audrey turned on her heel to look back at the woman. “Do yourself a favor and never speak to me again. You don't fucking know me, and I'm not Miss Congeniality.” Having gotten this out of the way, Audrey turned back around and left the room. Holding onto Leslie’s arm for emotional support, both girls quietly made their way out of the school building, to the parking lot and into Audrey’s Mercedes.

“What the flying fuck was that all about?” Audrey exclaimed, seeping back to her angry self by the time her and Leslie were sitting in her car. They clearly had no intention to arrive to their first class. This was a crisis and who could focus on history when there was a crisis going on? No one, that’s who.. “The fucker’s gone for two and a half months, and when he comes back he’s dragging some chick with him?! Are you fucking serious right now?!”

“Weeeeeell… We are talking about Alexandros, Audrey. You possibly can’t expect any less from him after Bianca and Janice.” Leslie said matter-of-factly, checking her reflection in the passenger seat mirror.

“Don’t fucking mention those women!” Audrey hissed, glaring at Leslie as if she’d just insulted her. “They are dead to me. Buried a thousand feet underground. Rotting corpses. Unimportant people who are irrelevant and don’t need to be mentioned. Got it?”

“Yeah, yeah.” Leslie replied, rolling her eyes at the brunette’s melodramatic remarks. She closed the mirror and turned to look at the distraught Audrey, who was biting her lower lip while unconsciously picking anxiously at a stray thread from her white skirt. She hated to see Audrey all worked up like this. Les was sure that Audrey would get a heart attack soon if she didn’t learn to chill soon. “I did manage to hear the chick’s name, though: Florence something or the other. Aaaaaaaand, she so happens to be our honorable mayor’s daughter.” Leslie shook her head in disbelief. “Alex can sure fucking land them.”

Audrey shot Leslie a death glare at that last comment. “The only thing that playboy should be landing is me, okay? I don’t get why he’s giving me such a fucking hard time..” Audrey trailed off, smacking her head against the steering wheel. She instantly regretted it by the pain that shot up her arm, but that was the least for her worries. She needed to find out intel about the new threat from a trusted source, someone who could be able to give her more than stuff that could be easily found with a social media stalking… Someone like…

“LILA!” Audrey shrieked, making Leslie jump in her seat. “Lila can help me out with this! God bless that shorty!” And without wasting any time, Audrey looked up the contact and placed the call.
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Florence kept a blank expression on Audrey as she gave the typical(ALexandros’ words) Audrey wrathful rant. Alex did say she’d resort to nastiness when confronted. He did say that. And yet, like everything with Audrey, Florence was disappointed. She was in the presence of the woman who had been reportedly seen with the man that she claimed to be into. You would think that, given her reputation to blow up on those who threatened what she claimed as hers(see Janice’s current residence with the Los Angeles Penitentiary), she would’ve done something more violent. But of course, as Florence looked over her shoulder, seeing Audrey rush off in a fit of anger, she let out a sigh. Maybe she wasn’t pushed far enough yet.

When she was done fixing her hair and making sure it was all to her unreasonably high standards, Florence would step out of the bathroom. As she would, Alexandros was waiting for her just outside the door, looking at her. “So did it work?

I suppose.” Florence hummed thoughtfully.

What does that mean?

Well, she took the bait, but--

But?

It was disappointing to say the least. You sure she’s as into as you said she was?

Trust me, she is. If not for Osama junior, we wouldn't be doing this.

Right,” FLorence ignored the pettiness in Alexandros’ voice, “well then, I guess it’s time to go to our class. I’ll do some plotting. Until then, try to keep a low profile, yeah?

Alex gave her a slight shrug and made his way to his class and Florence did to hers. She found his lack of seriousness in going with the plan a bit disconcerting. It was as if he wasn’t taking it as serious as she was. If he didn’t change that, it might not go as according to plan, which was not going to fly by her. Florence did not return to Beverly Hills to have it been for nothing. If Alex wasn’t going to take this serious, then she’ll have to double-down to make up for his lax approach.




Every class felt like an absolute bore. At the rate it was going, Alexandros was regretting coming back. At least, back in Greece at the private island that his family owned, he would have something to do -something way more exciting than sitting in English, waiting for the lunch bell to sound off. Instead, he has to listen to boring old Mr. Tomers talk about Beowulf and all of the great things he did. It didn’t help that partners were assigned, and Alexandros was placed in a group of three with some goth-impostor chick by the name of Sierra - or at least that’s what Tomers called her by, and some Indian-looking fellow by the name of Ravindra Singh.

While the other two were actually talking about the assignment and trying to decide which days they should get together to work on it, Alexandros had little interest in even contributing. His mind was on more important things, like thinking of ways to get back at Omar. It wasn’t going to be easy per-se, but nothing exciting ever was easy, least of all for Alexandros Mossos. That’s what made his life fun. There was never a dull moment.

And as if at the right time, the bell sounded off. It was at that moment, that Ravindra guy tried to approach Alexandros, even going as far as to tug on his shirt before Alex could get his bag. “We should--

What?

We need to, I mean..

Yeah, if you ever find those words, hit me up, y'got it Caramel?

"Are you colorblind? He's cinnamon, not caramel, ya fucking cracker!"

Alexandros more or less ignored Sierra as he went along his merry way. He had enough of the day already and it was barely at the halfway mark. It got to the point where he was nearly ready to just ditch the rest of the day. And he was just out the door, but then someone tugged on his shoulder with a firm grip, causing him to turn around. “What gives?” He said, looking to see who was the culprit.

Don’t tell me you’re thinking about ditching again?

Oh, it’s you.” ALexandros sighed, “[color=dodgerblue]listen Ava, I don’t have time for this. I’m growing weary of this place."

Yeah, well I don’t really give a flying fuck. If you ditch, you know our totally loving parents will blame me because I’m supposed to be the one looking after your ass.

Not really my problem, now is it?

I don’t ask for much, but just stay until after lunch. At least then they won't be on my ass as bad.

Alexandros just sighed. Whenever Ava gave him those puppy dog eyes, he couldn’t say no. “Fine, but don’t say I never did anything for you.” Alexandros gave Ava his usual smug.

Right. Well, let’s go then. If we don’t hurry, they’ll only have cheese pizza left.

You know, you’ve had authentic Italian pizza in Milan, yet you still eat the ass-tasting pizza here."

Hey, you know what dad always says,” Ava stopped, cleared her throat, and Alex knew what was coming..

“It doesn’t matter if it’s from the old country or from a factory, pizza is pizza.” Alex joined Ava just to tease her. Ava had rolled her eyes.

And, just like that, Alexandros and Ava were en-route to the cafeteria. One of those rare times when brother and sister were walking arm-and-arm. One might even say it was cute, but don’t tell Alex that.
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“Audreeeeyyyyy-beaaaaaaaaaar! Hiiiiiiiii!”

A bright, high-pitched voice came through Audrey’s car bluetooth speakers. Delilah Christine Duclerc: seventeen, beautiful, class valedictorian, president of her school’s chapter of International Languages Students Association… And Audrey Huntsberg’s cousin.

Audrey and Delilah never saw each other much, but the girls were as tight as they could be. Every holiday they looked forward to spending time with each other, catching up with their respective lives, sharing secrets and building memories together. Lila also happened to be the daughter of Pennsylvania’s governor Christopher Duclerc. If Florence really was the daughter of LA’s mayor, there was a chance that Lila would know a little something about them. Politics had a funny way of bringing people together.

“Heeeeeeyyyyyy, Lila-boo,” Audrey greeted back, genuinely happy to her cousin’s voice. It hadn’t been that long since they’d seen each other -the girls had spent the previous summer in their grandmother’s yacht in Naples- but Audrey missed her cousin dearly. It was refreshing to hear the lovely voice that others deemed annoying.

“I’m so happy to hear you! You’re lucky you called me now! I literally just got out for my lunch period. What’s up?”

“Weeeeeeeell…” Audrey began, fidgeting with the hem of her skirt again. “I’m actually calling for a favor, Lils… Do you happen to know some chick by the name Florence de Sauveterre?”

“Oh my gosh, yes!” Delilah called out, brightening up even more than she usually was. “Of course I know Florrie!”

“Florrie?” Audrey’s face scrunched up as if she’d just sucked on a lemon. She turned to look at Leslie, who was grimacing sympathetically while chewing on her pinkie finger’s nail.

“Uh, that’s what I call Florence, duh!” Lila replied, probably rolling her eyes like she always did when asked what she deemed were stupid questions. Her tone was suddenly suspicious. “Wait, why are you asking me about Florrie? How do you know her?”

Audrey hesitated for a second before continuing. “Here’s the thing. You remember the whole drama with Alexandros, right?”

“Of course! How could I forget Daddy Alex? ” Lila said in a taunting voice.

“Well, he came back to town on Sunday-” Audrey was interrupted by Lila’s excited high-pitched scream, but her cousin was quick in shushing it. “Yeah, well, it’s not all fun and games. Alex did come back, but he didn’t come back alone.” Lila let out a gasp, seemingly grasping what was going to happen. “He came to school today with some chick in his arm, and guess who that chick happened to be?”

Lila let out an even louder gasp. “Ah, shit.” she cried out, evidently shocked with the turn of events. Delilah wasn’t the type to cuss, so her use of the word was a nod at how serious this situation was.

“Yeah, so you understand the critical issue at hand.”

“Oh, for sure! Oh my God, Audrey…” Silence at the other end, a silence that made Audrey and Leslie hold hands while praying for the best until... “Audrey-boo, you are like a sissy to me. What can I do to help you out even if i’m all the way over here?

Audrey shrieked in celebration, and Leslie punched the air with a wide smile. ‘Bless her heart.’ Audrey whispered to her friend, who gave her a celebratory one-armed hand before focusing back on the call. “Um, I was thinking maybe you could tell me a few things about her? Not the things that I can find out with a social media investigation, but things that only a friend could know.”

“Okay, okay, let me think for a bit…” Lila started. She was silent for a moment, her mind probably searching the people files until she found Florence’s. “Well, to start off, Florrie’s very darn similar to both of us.”

“Ugh,” Audrey grimaced. “Why the hell would you say that, Lils?”

“Well it’s true! She loves fashion and shopping and gourmet food and traveling, and she faithfully reads grandma’s magazine.”

“Yeah, yeah.” Audrey rolled her eyes while waving her hand dismissively. “Enough about the similarities. Tell me something important.”

“Okay, soooo, she hates losing her temper. Like, absolutely hates it. It makes her feel powerless, which is something she also hates.”

Audrey was smirking now. “Okay. What else?”

“She hates getting interrupted and gets suuuuuuuuuper jumpy with loud noises.” Lila giggled at this. “I remember that when the fireworks went out at the hotel that we met, she was literally jumping with every bang.”

Audrey pursed her lips together, holding back a laugh. “Hates loud noises: got it.”

“She’s a huge family person, and I mean HUGE. She would hate to disappoint her parents, and she’s especially protective with her hunky big brother Lorenzo. Fool around with Enzo and you’ll win an enemy for li- Hold on.” An unknown voice had interrupted Delilah, The girl muttered something to the person before getting back to her cousin. “Audrey-bear, I just realized that I have an ILA meeting that starts in literally one minute.. I’ll call you later to catch up, okay? Love you, bye!” And with that, the call was ended and Delilah was gone.

Audrey and Leslie let out loud whoops,, high-fiving each other in celebration of how fruitful the call had been. All traces of Audrey’s anger were gone now.“Well then, now with that out of the way… How about we go back to my place for some poolside piña coladas, a quick sunbathing session and some lunch? The only important thing today is the Calc quiz and practice, so we’ll make it back by then.”

Leslie looked at Audrey with a smug smile. “Auby, when have I ever said no to an offer like that?”

Audrey smirked at her best friend. “That’s what I wanted to hear, Les. Let’s get going, then.”
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The latter half of the day seemed to go by faster than the former half did. Maybe that was because there were only three classes left on the day or something else entirely, but before anyone would know it, the final bell would sound, and just like that, every student was scrambling to get to the parking lot, get into whatever mode of transportation was made available to them, and get the hell out of dodge.

And Florence, unlike the masses, waited her turn. Her last class was English with Mr. Tomers and there was a look he gave her as she simply stayed seated when her fellow classmates had jumped at the chance to get out, almost tumbling over each other. Florence knew he found it strange, which explained why she reciprocated his look with a smile and a small nod of acknowledgement.

Florence had waited for exactly five minutes. It was noted by a low-sounding alarm went off on her phone. In the moment she had put it on snooze, she got up, gathered her things, and proceeded to walk out the door. She did stop briefly to wave to Mr. Tomers whose desk was in line with the only door to his classroom. She would even wait for him to wave back. An elegant smile was received to Mr. Tomers.

Florence would walk slow. She was in no rush to leave and what was the hurry? She knew her only ride would be waiting for her, so there was no doubt in her mind that he would be there, waiting for him. Regardless of how impatient Alexandros could be, Florence knew he was a gentleman. Despite claims made by various parties at this school, she knew he had the mannerisms of one who was taught how to treat a lady. Granted, he does forget it from time to time, so people have to reassure him. Of course, if he was in the right company, he wouldn’t have to forget it. That side of him would come naturally.

And that made Florence almost want to grit her teeth, because she knew the kind of person that he would become should he get a chance with Audrey Huntsberg again. The dancer with a temper to match her ancestral background. A proud latina with enough fire to outclass a habanero pepper and enough pride to rival Zeus. Someone with the looks to get anyone she wanted and when she did get the ultimate prize and somehow blew it, she still was the focus of all his thoughts. REgardless what Florence would say and more importantly, thought, he remained focused on her. He wanted to get revenge on her by making Omar pay.

Some days, Florence didn’t see why she always bailed him out, knowing full well who he would become with her at his side, but Florence also had her own reasons.

Amid getting lost in her own thoughts, Florence was at the parking lot. As she scanned the area, to her surprise, it was not Alexandros waiting for her, but a very familiar face. It was someone she hadn’t seen in a few months.

Florence walked over to the person, who was waiting for her by a black Lincoln town car. “Miss Florence, how good to see you again.” He said, opening the door for Florence.

Bonjour Gustave!” Florence hugged Gustave briefly, “glad to see you’re back to working for my father. How’s Gisèlle?

“She’s fine Miss Florence. Just got a house in Pasadena.”

That’s wonderful.” Florence was delighted to hear that.

As she got into the car and Gustave started to drive off, she found herself intrigued why her father would send him to pick her up. Surely he knew about her arrangement and her temporary placement at the Mossos Estate. With his term coming to an end in just one month, Florence had no doubt in her mind that her father would be really busy and caught up in putting together his campaign for a reelection.

For the duration of the drive to her father’s estate, Florence dabbled on her phone, messaging some people from back in Greece, as well as friends she had in France and some she made right here in LA. In that time, she and Gustave exchanged a few words here and there, but for the most part she was quiet and focused on doing her own thing.

When the car stopped and Gustave had opened the door for her. After thanking him, she walked up to her father’s estate. She couldn’t help but notice a car in the driveway that she recognize the make and model of, but it wasn’t a car that was usually parked in her father’s driveway. Getting curiouser and curiouser, she went inside.

“Miss Florence, your father has requested you in his study.” Said one of the five maids on the staff.

Florence nodded and made her way down the hall, and headed a right after passing through the kitchen. From there, she went up the stairs, and heeded a left. This would lead her right into her father’s study. As a lady, she knocked first.

It’s open.” Said her father.

As Florence walked inside, the first thing she noticed was that her father wasn’t alone. There were two men sitting on the couch. One, a man more close to her father’s age, and another, this one more close to how old Florence was.

Not even waiting for her father’s invitation, Florence took it upon herself to fix herself a drink. Her father didn’t care much if she drank alcohol, since he knew she was reasonable, so she helped herself to a small glass of brandy. Then, as she took a seat opposite of her father’s guests, she took a sip of her drink, then leaned back, crossing her legs. She looked at her father, and said, “I gather you wanted to speak to me about something urgent, father, or else why would you send Gustave for me when you know that I had an arrangement with Alexandros.” She took another sip, and looked at her father with her no nonsense eyes, “so why don’t you enlighten me?

I’ve forgotten how you hated to beat around the bush. Reminds me so much of your mother.” Florence chuckled lightly at that comment, “[color=forestgreen]yes, well as you know, my term as Major is coming to an end at the end of this month. I’m going to be running for my third consecutive term, and I wanted you to be the first one to hear this,” her father said, clearing his throat, “there’s currently an investigation into me for corruption. Completely baseless, of course, but nevertheless, I wanted to be the one to tell you before it reaches the 4 O'clock news.

Florence didn’t seem bothered by the news. It was no secret to her that her father liked to tread the line of what was morally acceptable and what might be considered illegal. Her family’s ties to the Mossos family, despite it being mostly legitimate relations, has attracted suspicion about how the Major has Mob Ties. What they don’t know is that they were right in suspecting, but just to save face, he had denied any of that being the truth.

So, are you suspecting a leak?

Well..

If I may, Francis,” the older male said.

The floor is yours, Simon.

Cheers!” Simon said. He had a British accent. “The leak isn’t the biggest problem here. For your father, it’s about public perception, and how this scandal could hurt your father’s reelection.

I see..” Florence quietly sipped her drink. “And you are..?

My apologies. As an English gentleman, I am ashamed I didn’t offer up my name first.” Simon stood up, and gestured the younger man to as well. “My name is Simon Thomas Cross. And this here is my son, Wesley Alexander Cross.

I have heard stories of your beauty, but if I may as be so direct, none of them do you justice.” Wesley said, taking Florence’s hand, and giving it but a simple, short kiss.

You sure know how to make a lady feel special, Wesley.

It was how I was raised, my lady.

He is right, Florence,” Simon confirmed, “above all else, how to properly address a lady, was the first thing I tried to engrave into my sons. Where I come from, there’s only one thing to remember: manners maketh man.

Haven’t I heard that from somewhere?

Ah yes, well I’m afraid it’s a very common saying, so certain movie producers adapted it into their own creations.” Simon seemed almost saddened by it.

Florence offered no thought on the matter, so she simply turned to her father. “So how bad is it?

Francis didn’t respond immediately. “Well, while it’s still very premature, my lawyers say that I could be facing a trial. And this close to the end of my term, it could hurt my chances for reelection.

What can you do?

Get in front of it before our name is dragged through the mud.

Okay then. What’s the first step?

]Press conference most likely, but Florence..

She looked at her father. “What is it?

We have to be a united family and appear to have no involvement - or anyone - illegal.

What exactly are you saying?

Your arrangement with Alexandros - yes, I know you are only here in Los Angeles to help him with his current crisis - is over as of right now.

And there it was. The real reason why he wanted to tell her all of this before the it hit the fan. It wasn’t because he wanted to spare her the embarrassment - he should know that what some lowly news anchor said about her father wouldn’t bring disappointment to her - but rather he wanted to be the one to tell her that whatever arrangement that she had with Alexandros was over.

And he knew that she knew that this would get under her skin. Through all the annoyance that was brought on from ALexandros, she cared for him a great deal, and considered him as one of her closest associates. The fact that Francis couldn’t keep an iron fist rule on his employees wasn’t her fault, so why punish her simply because he wanted to save his own skin?

Florence wasn’t happy about this and she nearly showed it, but then something came to her. As soon as it did, she smiled. “Very well, father. If this is what you wish, then it will happen. I will no longer associate myself with Alexandros or his family.

After that, Florence simply sat in silence, drinking the rest of her brandy. Mind was racing and it brought her joy. Only time would tell what that would mean for everyone else.






Alexandros didn’t usually get anxiety. People who knew him would be able to tell you that he always kept it together, but there was that rare moment that he couldn’t help it. Today was one of those days where he grew increasingly anxious. Throughout the entirety of the day following the lunch period, his mind was on only thing - well, two if you count Omar as well as Audrey. The entire time he was in his history class and then his math class, Alexandros was going over the plan and what had to be done. At the same time, he was having doubts. Not that he was one to have doubts about such matters, but recently, Alexandros was losing focus on what used to matter to him. Now, however, seems like the only thing he can focus on is the plan he and Florence set in motion.

And that’s exactly why, instead of waiting outside for Florence to give her a ride to either her house or back to his place, Alexandros in a very subtle way was watching Audrey and her dance team practice. Florence might call it pathetic. And maybe she was right about that, but Alexandros was obsessed(as some would call it). And when a Mossos became obsessed, it was dangerous. Everyone who knew Alex would say that he was a dangerous man when he became obsessed. Someone who would drop everything and focus only on her -that’s who he was. When you add an injured pride, it made for a very toxic, possibly-life-threatening for whomever the object of his obsession might’ve shacked up with. In this case, that was Omar. But right now, Alexandros was enjoying the show.

As he watched, through all the anger and insult to his pride, Alexandros had nearly - but not actually - forgotten what it was like when he first saw her dance during that pep rally at the beginning of the year. The way her hips swayed from one motion to the other, and making it seem as though it came as natural to her as breathing did. Demanding the crowd’s attention and stringing them along as if they were puppets, pulling the strings as she saw fit. Alexnadros became immersed into her electrifying hip thrusts and each twist and turn that had her moving like a professional. In his mind, Alexandros was remembering how it felt on that day, seeing her dance for the first time, and knowing that he had to have her. And not a day later or maybe down the road. It reminded him of how he had to have her in that very moment and how he nearly did have her in the locker room, but she stopped herself.

And then, as he brought his eyes in focus to Audrey, just as she popped her chest forward, eyes of one of her dancers met his. It was that blonde bombshell Kat. He didn’t like the way she smirked at his direction. He especially didn’t like how she leaned towards Audrey, even more so e how Audrey seemed to react. He thought he was out of the woods, but when the lot of them were talking, he knew it was time for him to get going. So he would get out of his seat, and causally walk out of the auditorium. There was no use trying to hide that he wasn’t there. Even before let the door close behind him, Alexandros looked back just briefly. It was only a moment, but in that moment he swore Audrey had looked at him. Maybe he read too much into it, but in that moment, Alexandros swore something stirred.

Well, at least something was stirring for him; almost to the point of second-guessing himself. “Perhaps--” Just as Alexandros was about to finish that, he was receiving a call. “Yeah?

Alex, where are you?!” It was his mother. She sounded frantic.

At school. I was about to leave. Why, what’s up?

Is Ava with you?

No. Last I heard she hitched a ride with that Jackson Drake guy. He’s an obnoxious idiot, but he’s good for her.

Are you sure? I just tried her cell, and she’s not picking up. I’m worried.

Mom, I think you’re worrying for no reason, but if it’ll ease your soul, I’ll swing by the Drake residence before I come home.

Please if you don’t mind.

Alex sighed, “sure. I might be a little late then. They live ways away. Kind of surprised they have him go to Bev High, but whatever.” Alexandros hung up not long after that.

Hitting the road within ten minutes, Alexandros was starting to wonder if maybe this was more than it seemed. Truthfully, Alexandros didn’t like Jackson all that much. He was a bit unrefined and seemed to be a pain some of the times that he had seen when he was with Ava either during their lunch periods or when he would come over for studying sessions with Ava, but she seemed to be happy, and at the end of the day, that’s what he cared about most. God forbid Jackson Torvald Drake hurt his baby sister. If he did, Alexandros would seek the full wrath of the Sunset Saints on his skater boi ass.


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“5, 6, 7, 8!”

An R&B song with hip-hop undertones filled the empty space of the auditorium. On queue, a group of girls dressed up in workout clothing danced along to the melody in sync, their sneakers occasionally screeching against the smooth surface of the wooden stage. While their bodies moved as one, Audrey stood facing them at the front, a look of pure concentration on her beautiful face. She paced the front of the room, carefully studying her teammate’s performance. She marked each beat of the song with a snap of her fingers, making sure they were all following the routine and keeping up with the tempo. About halfway through the song, one of the girls missed a beat, which caused her to fall behind. Soon enough, the perfect synchrony that had reigned at the start of the song was lost, and Audrey was not pleased.

“Stop stop stop stop stop!” Audrey called out, pausing the music and walking back to the front of the group. The girls in the team looked up at her with big, scared eyes. Hands on her hips, Audrey sent a glare in the direction of a tall, freckled girl at the back of the formation. “Jensen, FOCUS! We’ve got the District competition this Saturday, and if you don’t get your act together by Wednesday I’ll be forced to sit you down for it. Got it?” The captain waited until an intimidated-looking Freckles Jensen quickly nodded her head nervously before turning back to the rest of the team. “The same goes for everyone else here. NOBODY leaves this stage until we get this routine right today! We’ll take it from the top. Into positions, ladies, LET’S GO! ”

The girls scrambled to get into their positions as fast as possible. They all knew that Audrey was nothing short of a dictator when it came to practice, and how her intensity level rose whenever competition dates were nearby. The girls also knew that they did not want to displease their captain if they wanted to remain on the team, so their best bet was to put on their big girl pants and give over their 100% on each practice.

For this round, Audrey instructed their team to watch as she performed the song by herself. She hoped that by seeing her execute the routine correctly they would study her moves, take notes on what they could improve and apply the observations into their individual performances, thus improving the group’s performance as well.

The dance team girls did as they were told. However, one of the girls’ eyes had drifted away from the team captain and instead began to sweep over the auditorium seats. It was then when she noticed that they had a stranger in their midst. She was about to open her mouth to call out the person -after all, it could be a spy overlooking the practice to take the information to a rival school- before his identity dawned on her. The handsome face with the foreign features, the gorgeous blue eyes and the impeccable sense of high-end style on a teenager could only belong to one person…The young woman could only smirk at the recognition.

Just as Audrey was getting ready to press play on her iPhone to start practice again after instructing the girls to get into position, the young woman who had spotted the man discreetly walked away from her position and approached the captain.

“Looks like Daddy wants to claim his ass back…” she muttered in Audrey’s ear, taking advantage of her captain’s bent down position to grab a handful of the famous Latina bottom that made her friend famous.

Audrey instantly shot back up and turned to look up at her, shock visible on her sweaty, flushed face. “What did you just say?” she nearly shouted, brown eyes wide.

The loud outburst called the attention of the rest of the girls, their expressions mirroring curiosity. Still smirking, the teammate who had addressed Audrey was pointing to a seat in the middle top of the auditorium. All the girls turned to look, and the buzz of chatter that erupted after a collective surprised gasp was instantaneous. By the time Audrey looked back in the direction the girl was pointing to, Alexandros was already heading out. It seemed the young man felt the team’s eyes on his back -or heard the hushed conversations that suddenly filled the auditorium-, because with his hand on the door he turned to look back at the auditorium stage.

For a moment, their eyes met: sea blue with chocolate brown. And for that instant, it was as if they were back to the first day of school. Captivated by each other in such a way that the world stopped spinning, everyone else disappeared and all that mattered was each other. For a moment, Audrey’s guard fell, and a smitten look came across her features. But the moment was over as fast as it had happened. Alexandros broke the stare, pushed the door open and exited the auditorium.

There was silence in the room now. The girls looked at each other, exchanging meaningful glances but too afraid to say the wrong thing and bring Audrey’s wrath upon them. Until...

“How does that ese have the nerve to show up his face here after everything?!” Lola Marin spat, letting out an angry sigh. Half-Caucasian and half-Mexican Lola was best described as Audrey’s personal guard dog. The long-haired girl had a sweet face and a petite frame, but beneath it hid an anger and temper so big it made everyone think twice about crossing her or any of her friends. Some said it even rivaled Audrey’s, and Audrey would agree: whereas her loss of temper was only seen in private and only by a select group of people, Lola’s had no restrictions. If you pissed her off, you would be sure that everyone present would be a witness to how they chewed you out. Add that to a loyalty beyond words, amazing dancing skills and a great sense of fashion, and you would know just why she was one of the members of the most coveted clique in Beverly Hills High: The A Team.

“I bet you anything all he wanted was another view of this magnificent body.” Katrina Ashby purred, grabbing Audrey’s ass again. Audrey playfully smacked Kat’s hand away, but the smile on her face said she didn’t mind her friend’s actions. Ah, blonde bombshell Kat: seventeen years old, with a killer body that spelled TROUBLE for anyone who came across her, and a natural ability to make every sentence she said sound suggestive or sexually-charged. She was, without a doubt, the raunchy one of The A Team.

“I don’t know. I still find it a bit creepy that he was just lurking around here staring like some kind of weirdo.” Phoebe Sterling mused, frowning with a finger pressed against her jaw. She was the angel of The A Team, or so you would think… To everyone at school, it was a mystery as to why sweet and thoughtful Phoebe would choose such a vicious group of girls as her friends. But The A Team girls knew the reason why: back in her elementary school days, Phoebe was often bullied by being small, fragile and an overall easy target. She’d put up with it for years, until she decided her fate was going to change in her freshman year of high school. Now in a position of power, she uses her nice girl reputation to get information from people that’s valuable to the girls. Truth be told, Phoebe is one of The A Team’s best and most valuable assets.

“I’m with Lola on this one. It fails to dawn on me how he has the nerve to show up here.” Leslie said, also frowning in the direction Alex had been in, while Lola flipped her hair with a smirk on her face at her comments being backed up.

Audrey, however, had stopped listening to everyone: her mind was racing. Ever since her and Alexandros met, things between them had been nothing but a game of cat and mouse. It was always a constant battle of egos, a never-ending war whose battles were won by who hurt the others’ pride the most. In the process, she had found herself feeling eternally stressed, on edge and increasingly more vicious. She’d become emotional, self-conscious, stupid, jealous, impulsive… All because of some guy who merely saw her as nothing more than a challenge.

This little stunt of him giving her mixed signals by coming to spy on her after arriving arm in arm with the Florence chick was the deal breaker. She would not allow a man -no matter how good-looking- to cause her this amount of distress anymore. Audrey Huntsberg was not a toy, much less some bored rich kid’s pastime or ‘flavor of the month’. It was time to give herself the place she deserved.

From today on, Alexandros Mossos was yesterday’s news.

The game was over. She was done playing.

“Auby? AUBY! You okay?

Audrey blinked hard, pulled away from her thoughts and back to reality. She turned to look at Leslie, and found that the rest of The A Team was staring at her with worried expressions. She gave them all a reassuring smile.

“Yeah, sorry, drifted off for a bit there.” she told them, her voice uncharacteristically soft. “I just realized some things. I’ll tell you all when we get to Phoebe’s later.”

Realizing that the rest of the girls in the team were eavesdropping -probably hoping to hear some juicy gossip about the Queen Bee-, Audrey transitioned back into team captain mode. She shot the girls a glare as she took her position at the front of the stage. “Break time is OVER, ladies! Back to positions! And remember, we’re not leaving until we get this RIGHT.”

“5, 6, 7, 8!”
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Just two hours ago, the news about Mayor Francis Sauveterre’s corruption scandal broke from all news outlets at exactly 4:03 PM. They claimed that the Mayor siphoned off funds from police pensions and stashed over 70 million in offshore accounts. Furthermore, when the anchor who broke the story - a one Nathan Christenson - said a reliable source in Town Hall informed PNBC(Pacific National Broadcasting Company) that, when he found out about it, he tried covering it up by rearranging funds from several departments to make up for the losses. Other sources claim he put a gag order on anyone speaking to the press and that if they did, they would not only get fired, but he would sue them for breach of contract.

In the time that it took for them to break the story, Francis had already been arrested by the Los Angeles Police Department. Of course, they did it very discreetly. There was no press allowed within twenty yards of his house. By the time anyone had even caught wind that they already had him in custody, he was already at the police station.

The news stations stuck with the story, updating the public as they came to them. Of course, they doubtless had to fact-check them before telling everyone. So that took time. And when the six o’clock hour came, Head Anchoress Vivian Cardoza brought a huge update.

“I have just gotten word that our mayor, Francis Sauveterre has retained a high profile lawyer from Miami, Conrad Wells of the famous Wells-Smith law firm. Mr. Wells is known for representing various billionaires and celebrities. His most notable client - as well as most recent - is the known-Mobster Gabriel DiVale of the DiVale Crime Family.” Vivian Cardozo stated, name dropping someone that a certain female in Beverly Hills knew very well.

Adrianna was undoubtedly watching the news broadcast(as was her entire family) and when the namedrop of her brother came, everyone looked at her. She waved away their concern, holding face as she listened to Vivian Cardoza continue.

“We do not know why he has retained Mr. Wells, but we will update you shortly. As always, stick with us for the quickest updates of the stories you care abo—” The TV was shut off abruptly by Baltazar as he heard enough.

The room was silent for a few good minutes. Though they wanted to say something, there was never a right moment, and after the mention of Gabriel DiVale, what could they possibly say?

Francis getting Conrad on retainer was a smart move on his part. No doubt, that was the work of Simon Cross. The Wells and Cross families have a lot of history.” Adrianna broke the silence, “though, based off of the evidence presented to us by PNBC, it’s going to be a tough case to win.

He might have to plead out,” Baltazar mused aloud.

Do you really think he’ll do that? Mister Sauveterre doesn’t seem like the kind of man to do that.” Alexandros asked.

Well, I have to think he doesn’t want a trial. It’s too public and if he’s convicted guilty by the grand jury, he might get more time in his sentence than he would if he pleaded out.” Baltazar explained, “Francis is a smart man, though. As Adrianna said, getting Conrad might help his chances. If he could get Gabe out on bail and with probation, then maybe it’s possible that Francis could walk away from this. But..

But?

If it’s drawn out, he might end up having to go to trial regardless.

And the room went quiet after that. They all exchanged glances, wondering what the outcome of this whole debacle would be.

A few moments would pass when someone would speak. It was Alexandros. “So, Ava, how was Jackson’s?” His tone teased her. She punched his arm. He chuckled.

“Jackson? As in that brash fellow whose father fixed my 1955 Mustang?” Baltazar inquired.

Yeah, that’s him.” Alexandros answered for Ava, “I found her at his house. She had us worried sick and she was there just hanging out.

Nice fellow that Leonidas. His son is quite the character. Reminds me of--

We weren’t just hanging out,” Ava interjected, raising her voice. She seemed defensive.

Well then tell us, honey. What were you doing over at Mr. Drake’s house?

Suddenly, her mouth uncharacteristically went shut. Alexandros noticed that his usually opinionated sister who would talk even if she wasn’t asked anything had gone completely silent. “What? Now you don’t have anything to say?

I swear to god, Alex, if you don’t shut your fucking mouth--

There she is!” Alexandros patted her head, “I thought we might’ve lost you.

Ava’s eyes lit up, almost as if a fire was brewing in her soft green eyes; like a forest fire seeking the next area of grass to set ablaze.

And Alexandros didn’t like it one bit. Whenever she got like this, usually it was followed by something she would say fuelled by her anger alone. What Alexandros didn’t know, however, was what she was going to say, because he saw that she was trying to find the words. Good god, just don’t be what I fear.

You guys act as if I was committing some kind of crime or something.” Ava shook her head vigorously, “I fucking swear, you never get on Alex’s ass when he’s out all night. Or god-forbid he brings home some slut from one of his nights out on the town.

Ava, I would do no such thing.” Alexandros feigned innocence.

Bull. Fucking. Shit.” Ava spat at his words and gave it back to him. “I can list them off if you want me to because Lord knows that there’s a lot of them. But let me just say this,” Ava took in a slightly deep breath, “I don’t need to explain myself. I’m home, aren’t I? What Jackson Drake and I do is none of your business. And if you really want to know, here,” Ava handed her phone to Alex.

The rest of them just looked at Ava as she bolted out of the family room, presumingly going to her room. As she did, she walked past Eli. “What’s wrong with Ava?

They all said nothing.

Sometimes this family is so boring.” Eli just went along his way, finding the air in the family room uninteresting.
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As previously scheduled, at seven in the afternoon the A-Team girls were all huddled up around the center table in the study room at Phoebe’s house. The study was ample but cozy at the same time, with three dark blue couches arranged rectangularly around a long, white wooden table that was currently filled with books, notebooks, pens, highlighters and loose paper sheets. A 60-inch flat screen TV was propped up against the wall at the end of the room. Leslie sat with her legs tucked in underneath her in the shortest of the couches, while Lola and Phoebe sat in one of the longest ones. In the couch right in front of them sat Kat and Audrey. All girls had a small handful of papers in their hands, which they seemed to be reading intently.

“Alright: what historic event happened on 1898?” Leslie asked the girls, reading off the questions Mr. Jones had given them as a review for the next day’s test.

“The French Revolution!” Kat cried out, raising her hand while looking expectantly at her friends. They all rolled their eyes and shook their heads, disappointed at Kat’s impulsive -and very wrong- answer.

“It’s not the French Revolution, Katrina,” Lola said, shaking her head. “You better start taking this test seriously. I hope you know that if you don’t freaking pass the school’s not gonna let you go to regionals.”

“And if you don’t go to regionals, Audrey’s going to murder you.” Leslie added sassily, flipping back her black-haired mane and turning to look at Audrey. “Right, Auby?”

Audrey, who had been absentmindedly shifting her focus back and forth from studying and the TV, suddenly sat up straight. “WAIT!” Audrey called out, holding her hand up in the direction of the girls as a sign of silence. The A Team, who had been in the middle of explaining to Kat the events of the Hispano-American War, wore matching perplexed expressions but immediately fell silent.

Audrey’s chocolate brown eyes were now glued to the 60-inch flat screen TV at the bottom of the room. On screen was news anchoress Vivian Cardoza, a small picture of Francis Sauveterre in the top right corner and the headline ‘Mayor Francis Sauveterre’s Corruption Scandal’ in big, bold, flashy letters at the bottom.

Was she reading correctly? Did this mean what she thought it did?

“Quick! PAUSE IT, raise the volume, rewind and play it again!” the brunette exclaimed in Phoebe’s direction. The stunned blonde quickly grabbed the remote from the table and did as she was told.

“In today’s shocking news, Beverly Hills’ Mayor from the Republican party Mr. Francis Sauveterre, has been formally accused by the Los Angeles Police Department of fraud and corruption. This after a long investigation revealed that he had been siphoning off funds from police pensions for as long as eight years. The funds, which go up to over $70 million dollars, were stashed in offshore accounts as to keep their existence obscured. Furthermore, a reliable source in Town Hall has informed PNBC that upon getting that he’d been discovered, the Mayor attempted to cover up his crimes by rearranging funds from several departments to make up for the losses. Other sources claim that Mr. Sauveterre placed a gag order on any individual speaking to the press; and that if they did, they would be laid off and sued for breach of contract.

As an update to this story, I have just gotten word that our mayor, Francis Sauveterre has retained a high profile lawyer from Miami: Mr. Conrad Wells, of the famous Wells-Smith law firm. Mr. Wells is known for representing various billionaires and celebrities, his most notable and recent client being known-Mobster Gabriel DiVale of the DiVale Crime Family. As of now, we do not know why he has retained Mr. Wells, but we will update you shortly. As always, stick with us for the quickest updates of the stories you care about. We will be right back after a brief commercial break.”


And just like that, Vivian’s face zoomed out, and commercials began to play out.

There was silence in the room for a few long seconds. Then, out of the blue, loud cheering erupted from the girls and rippled across the study. The A Team had tossed their reviews onto the table, leaped up from the couches and began to jump up and down. They went as far as to leave their enclosed space so they could continue jumping up and down while cheering and embracing in a group hug. Of course, the girl who was smiling the biggest and cheering the loudest was Audrey.

After they were done with their little victory dance, the panting girls slumped back to their respective seats. Now that the initial shock was gone came the questions about not only how, but who had managed to uncover this scandal. Their answer came in the least expected way.

“Enough with the conspiracy theories. The thing with the Mayor? It was me.”

The A Team’s heads nearly snapped with how fast they turned to look at the person speaking. Standing by the study room’s door was a young woman that looked to be just a few years older than them. Dressed in a dark blue pencil skirt and blazer set with a pair of nude-colored pumps and her shiny, long blonde hair pulled back in an elegant ponytail, she looked as if she’d just come out of the office. Her stunning face, with similar features to those of Phoebe, wore a smug, satisfied expression. Her French-manicured hand was resting on her waist, and from the way she was positioned they knew she had obviously been eavesdropping for a bit before deciding to intervene.

“Fallon?” Phoebe said, brow furrowed questioningly. “How in the world are you possibly involved in all of that?”

“Easy,” Fallon began, that smug smile still in place as she walked to take a seat beside her younger sister. “I graduated college last June, and not even two weeks after graduation Dad had found me a job at City Hall. As you all know, my degree was a double major in Accounting and Finances, so the position I was in was obviously as an accountant in that department. Fast forward to like three weeks. I find myself doing the city’s books, and I keep noticing a bunch of irregularities. The thing is, they were sneaky irregularities, as if done on purpose to cover something up. At this point I was getting super suspicious, so I photocopied some of the shady documents and contacted the authorities.”

Fallon paused for dramatic effect, purposely trying to build anticipation from the girls. She removed the hair tie that kept her ponytail in place, letting the blonde locks cascade down before continuing. “Well, it turns out that the LAPD had an ongoing fraud and corruption investigation against our lovely Mayor, and my information was the very piece of the puzzle they needed to finally slam him. They asked me to continue giving them information to strengthen their case, which I obviously did because my parents didn’t raise no crooked young. And then fast forward to today: the arrest goes down. Not only did I shine light upon the illegal deeds of the man who’s supposed to have our town’s best interests, but my identity's staying a secret and I’m getting a juicy paycheck thanks to my cooperation. So if you guys don’t hear from me for a few weeks, I’ll probably be taking a much-needed vacation to Europe soon.”

Audrey, who had been listening to Fallon’s story attentively, jumped up and tackled the older blonde in a hug. “I fucking LOVE YOU, Fallon Sterling!”

Meanwhile, Fallon’s arms were pinned to her sides, her face that of a woman who was greatly confused at what was going on. “Ooookayyyy? You’re welcome, I guess?”

Audrey let go of Fallon and turned her attention back to her best friends. “I think this requires a celebration, don’t you guys think?!” she exclaimed happily, walking in the direction of the wine cabinet in one corner of the room. She carefully gathered six wine glasses and handed one to every girl while leaving her own on the table. Then, she walked back to the cabinet, grabbed a champagne bottle, opened it and walked back to her friends. Still smiling, Audrey poured each of her friends a glass before ultimately filling her own.

“A toast!” Audrey declared, holding her champagne glass up. The rest of the girls followed suit, their glasses sparking with the bubbly light yellow contents inside. “To Fallon, for unknowingly helping me regain my place and exposing a disgusting criminal abusing his position of power! To the LAPD, for taking action and ridding Beverly Hills of a shit politician! And, finally, to my dear friend karma: the one thing in this damn world besides you all to always have my back. Because nobody fucks with Audrey Huntsberg and gets away with it. Cheers!

“CHEERSSSSSS!”

In unison, The A Team and Fallon clinked their wine glasses together, raised them to their lips and drank.
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After news broke of Francis, everyone was up in arms about a lot of things. Florence’s family trying to do damage control. Alex’s family trying to be there for them as the best they could, but due to a phone call from Florence herself to Alexandros, it seemed that the best thing for the respective families was to cut ties immediately. Florence was going to focus on being there for her father and trying to do what she could to help control the press’ aggressive coverage. Meanwhile, Alexandros and his family had to move on.

Though the majority of the Mossos Clan wasn’t too bothered by this, it had been evident to them that this set Alexandros down a peg or two. He had distanced himself from the rest of the family. In the entire week, he was only home for a few hours. He hadn’t attended school in the entire week. For someone of his status, his absence would be noticed. Maybe not from everyone, but those who noticed him when he was there, it would raise a few red flags. It would be much like when he disappeared for a couple of months after Audrey’s summer bash.

In that week, Alexandros spent the majority of the time out on the streets, with his crew at various parties, and practically regrouping, thinking about what he was going to do. Florence was essential to his plan and now that she had cut ties with him effective immediately, he had to think of something else.

When the following Monday rolled around, Alex finally made an appearance at school. Granted, he arrived a few hours late. By the time he finally graced them with his presence, it was nearly lunch time. In fact, when he had showed up, the bell to signal lunch had started, that’s when he waltzed onto the campus. He looked as presentable as he had always looked: upscale attire and hair groomed to perfection. It wasn’t a suit this time, but it most certainly was something in that neighborhood.

Everyone talked in hushed whispers as he walked through the courtyard. It wasn’t until he stopped where they were really talking. He stopped in front of Audrey’s table. He looked at her, ignoring her friends, and took it upon himself to sit at her table, not even factoring in how her friends might take it. “Real clever, Huntsberg.” Alexandros stated, taking one of the french fries on her plate. “Using your contact in Francis’ office to take him down and removing Florence from the equation.” He took another fry, this time dipping it into some hot sauce.
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The days after the Mayor Sauveterre scandal didn't leave any time for the A Team to celebrate, but especially for Audrey. Her academic and extracurricular demands were at an all-time high, thus not allowing much time for her mind to wander. That past Monday, the celebration had been cut short after the one toast, as the girls shifted their focus back into their history test. Then came English homework, the precalculus quiz, the chemistry presentation… And the never-ending dance practices.

The District competition had happened that past Saturday, and it was without question that the Normans Dance Team had dragged the competition and earned their well-deserved first place and spot at Regionals. Of course, the road to the competition had been anything but smooth sailing. Audrey had turned into nothing shorter than a dictator that week, accepting no mistakes and making her team practice long hours every day until she was satisfied. Along the way, a handful of girls were ‘benched’ for their subpar performance (including our friend Freckles Jensen), thus leaving only the girls who had demonstrated they were capable to step up to the challenge. In the end, Audrey’s decision of benching some girls -albeit brutal at the time- had proven to be the right one for the team: their first place had been irrefutable. Only after that were the A Team girls able to take some time to properly celebrate their achievements.

It was safe to say that Audrey had been too busy to notice Alexandros’ absence. She’d heard hallway murmurs here and there about how he’d been spending his time away from school, but she'd been quick to tune them out. She had promised herself that Alexandros Mossos was old news, and she planned to keep it that way.

That is, until Alex himself showed up to her table at lunch that following Monday.

“Well well well, look what the cat dragged in…” Lola muttered to the girls, scowling at Alexandros.

Displeasure seemed to be the prevailing sentiment in the A Team table, as every girl except Audrey wore the same disapproving scowl in their face. Their leader’s expression, however, was one of confusion.

“I'm sorry, are you lost?” Leslie shot at the Greek-Italian boy, crossing her slender arms in front of her. She looked as if poised for a fight, but after exchanging looks with Audrey, Leslie relaxed a little. The scowl never left her face as Audrey took control of the situation.

“What do you want?” Audrey asked Alexandros, eyebrows raised and lips poured in suspicion.

He began by mentioning how clever she was -not that she didn't know this already, but compliments were always welcome- before taking a fry from her plate. This fucking annoyed her (everyone knew you never touched Audrey’s plate unless you wanted to get injured), but this one time she gave him a pass. At the sight of her genuinely bewildered face, the blue-eyed man revealed his reason for the visit: suggest she had been the mastermind behind the Mayor Sauveterre fiasco.

Audrey smirked as she heard his words, taking a bite out of her burger to build up anticipation for her answer. The smirk was replaced by an annoyed look when Alexandros had the audacity to steal yet another fry from her plate.

“Touch another one of my fries, and I swear I will stab you.” Audrey warned, pointing at Alex with her plastic fork. She swallowed the burger bite and took a long dip of water before getting back to answering his allegations.

“But seriously, though. I had nothing to do with what happened to dear Florrie’s daddy,” she said earnestly, using the nickname Lila had used for Florence to mock her and giving him a shrug. “But I can't say the timing of the events wasn't convenient. What can I say? I'm blessed.” Audrey declared, putting her hands together in front of her as if in sassy prayer.

“Hashtag: Bleeeeessed.” the rest of the girls called out, imitating Audrey’s sass-prayer pose. The brunette couldn't help but snort at her friend’s antiques, especially since she knew they were meant to annoy the Mossos boy.
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Despite what she claimed, Alexandros knew the truth because he knew how Audrey operated. It might’ve taken a bit of time to figure it out, but she liked to use underhanded, often sneaky, tactics to get what she wanted. He knew this because he had wronged her or apparently made her upset one too many times that warranted her revenge plots. Due to that, it allowed him to get a good idea of how her mind works and how exactly she executes these revenge plots of her. She obviously saw Florence as a threat, so she got rid of her. Maybe it wasn’t her directly but she was involved. Alexandros knew that. Audrey knew that he knew it.

While he ate the fry that he had in his hand, he heard her very subtle(not really) threat to stab him if he touched another. Just to spite her, he took one more before she would get a chance to stab him with that flimsy fork of hers. Next he would hear as she tried to denounce his claims that she was the one behind the expose of Flrorence’s father. It was rather amusing to see that first hand. Saying that she was blessed and for her friends to actually back that up was even more amusing. She really was believing her own gospel and her friends ate it up.

Deny it all you want, but we both know the truth,” Alexandros stated, choosing to ignore the puppets. “If you think this means you’ve won, then think again.” Alexandros leaned in, practically touching Audrey’s face. “A Mossos always wins one way or another.” Alexandros stated, still oh-so close to Audrey. For a moment, he would give her the impression that he was going to kiss her right then and there, but instead, he grabbed her last fry, then stood up. “These are good fries by the way,” he said, proceeding to walk away.

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Despite her warnings, Alexandros chose to ignore her and picked up another fry from her plate. Audrey, sticking to her word, instinctively jerked the hand holding the fork onto his hand, but unfortunately missed. She gave a huff of annoyance, but didn’t have much time to think about it before Alex continued to speak.

The fact that Alexandros was dead-set on his wrong belief that she had any involvement in the Sauveterre scandal was now getting to her. To further contribute to her annoyance, he followed his words assuring her that if she thought she’d won, she should think again. By this point, Audrey was at the edge of stabbing the Mossos male with her plastic fork. It was visible in the deep frown in her face, her full lips pressed together in that pout she made when she was truly displeased.

Of course, this didn’t stop Alex from egging her on further. He declared that a Mossos always won before slowly leaning his face towards hers. The distance between them was shortening, and at one point they were so close to each other that Audrey could feel his minty and french fry breath softly grazing her lips.

‘Don’t fall for it… Don’t fall for it… Don’t fall for it…’

As much as she would have wanted to simply inch her face closer and lock her lips with Alexandros’, Audrey held her ground. She found herself chanting her mantra over and over again in her mind until...

‘FUCK!’ she spat, once again trying and missing by a millisecond to stab Alexandros with the fork again when he took advantage of her distracted position to snatch the last fry off her plate. He muttered something about how good said fries were before attempting to make his exit.

“Oh no, you don’t.” she muttered. No way was he leaving now. He wouldn’t get the last word.

In a flash, Audrey briskly stood up from her table and rushed over to where Alexandros was making his way out of the cafeteria. When she was close enough, she grabbed him hard by the arm with surprising strength and turned him in her direction. Even though Audrey wasn’t nearly as strong as the young man was, having taken him by surprise might have helped the ease of said move.

“You know what, Mossos? There are no winners here.” Audrey began, crossing her arms in front of her while blocking his way to the exit. If the serious look in her face wasn’t enough to convince Alexandros of the words she was about to say, the fire of determination that shone through her chocolate brown eyes just might. “I’m not doing this anymore. I’m not some prize you get at the end of a competition. I have more important things to worry about than playing a dumb game of cat and mouse with someone who clearly sees me as a stop along the way and not a final destination.”

With a nod of her head, Audrey motioned to her friends that they were leaving the cafeteria. The A Team quickly gathered their belongings (Leslie being a sweetheart and bringing the Latina’s possessions) and made a beeline for the exit. However, Audrey wasn’t moving. With the rest of the girls now waiting by the exit, the brunette gave Alexandros some parting words:

“Go waste someone else’s time.”

And with those cutting words still hanging in the air, Audrey turned around and exited the room, her friends trailing after her.
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Alexandros would just stand there as he let Audrey finish what she was going to say. He knew that she obviously had something to say about his comments, which meant that he got under her skin. Good. That’s what he meant to do. Though, she should have expected this. When you play with fire, you’re going to get burned and Alexandros sure felt that latina burn through every ounce of oil he had poured over their game of fire. However, he had to admit that even he was surprised by what she just said.

The sudden turning of the tables, Audrey appeared to have had it with their games. Through that entire speech, Alexandros stood there impressed. She actually brought out a genuine expression of surprise out of him. Not only that, but she seemed to have actually gone through a change into something resembling maturity. Audrey Huntsberg had actually had enough of the back-and-forth between them, which raised a question for Alexandros: what is a guy to do now?

When Audrey got up and her posse gathered their things, he simply watched as she would leave him at their table as she and the girls would go to leave. Though, before she would leave him completely, she left him with some famous last words. As she spoke them, Alexandros listened well. To her the games were over. Perhaps it was about time he also stopped playing the same game that she started.

Before she would turn around, Alex gave her a nod. Whether she chose to acknowledge it was her business.

Alexandros knew what he had to do, but the struggle he was having was should he? And more importantly, could he muster up the courage to forget his pride and arrogance, and go do what he needed to do? Racing through his mind were various scenarios - none of which were good for him. In his mind, he had ideas of how he would do it. But in his heart - god the heart that seemed to be making all the wrong decisions - there was all but one way to go about this.

Before he even realized it, Alexandros had followed Audrey’s suit. He didn’t really care that she was with her “A Team”. In all honesty, maybe it was good that they were present for what about what was going to happen.

He rushed in front of her, stopping the latina dead in her tracks, which would also stop her posse who were right behind her. “Not so fast, Huntsberg and friends,” Alexandros said, stopping them where they stood, “you left so abruptly that you didn’t let me finish.” Alexandros would feign sadness. He quickly shook it off as he looked into Audrey’s brown eyes. “I’m not going to pretend and say that my intention was on playing with your head. It’s fun seeing you squirm. But you’re right, when it all comes down to it, I was wasting your time. I went half-measure when I should have just..oh screw it--

Alexandros shot Audrey’s friends a look before returning to his prize. His hands found themselves gently caressing Audrey’s face and without even so much as a word of warning, Alexandros gave her the most sensual, passionate kiss that he could muster up that would last for more than the average amount a kiss should last.

When the kiss ended, he would once more shoot her friends a look and return back to Audrey. “How’s that for winning?

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Flanked by her posse, Audrey walked down the hallway without a backward glance. The conversation had been over with, and everything there was to be said had been said. No more games, no more wasted time, and certainly no more shit to go through. Even if it was hard to admit, the sense of freedom in this decision was making the young woman feel great. With this chapter over with, she could completely focus on her schooling and dancing without the worries of being fucked over or plotting revenge. Yes, it was a shame that she’d never had the proper chance with Alexandros. But, she reminded herself, that had been his own fault.

Audrey and the rest of the girls were halfway across the hallway when Alexandros popped out of nowhere. The young man rushed right by them and took to stand directly in front of Audrey, effectively blocking her way and by proxy that of her friends. The brunette couldn’t help but scoff and roll her eyes, but decided to stay and see what was going on instead of turning back and heading in the opposite direction. And so, she stayed put, raising a questioning eyebrow while crossing her arms in front of her. She said nothing, letting him be the one to explain what the hell he wanted.

Alex began by saying that she had left abruptly without letting him finish his talk, adding a fake sad face as if to pretend that this had bothered him. The reaction this earned him was yet another eye roll and a head shake from Audrey. However, this wasn’t the end of it. The fake sad face disappeared as quickly as it had come, and the young woman found herself locked in a stare with Alexandros. She kept her brown eyes digging into his blue ones in an act of defiance as he spoke again, saying that his intention was on playing with her head because it was fun to watch her squirm. At this, Audrey’s lips pursed into that pout they always took when she’s upset, and the scowl on her face was deadly.

However, the expression on her face went from anger to shock when Alex admitted he was indeed wasting her time, and that he had been going half-measure. For someone as arrogant as Alexandros to admit to doing something wrong was surprising, and even more so when this admission happened in the school’s hallway with an audience. But, again, things didn’t stop there...

Because then, he kissed her.

The moment his lips clashed passionately with hers, Audrey was stunned. This was move she wasn’t expecting, especially after basically telling Alexandros to go fuck himself in an educated way. But, of course, in this situation feelings triumphed over logic. In no time, the sun-kissed brunette was kissing him back with the same amount of passion and enthusiasm he was showing. Her arms were draped over his shoulders, closing the distance behind them, while one hand was busy running its fingers through his soft, short hair. Though she was no fan of these kinds of public displays of affection, at that glorious moment the only one who mattered was Alexandros. The whole world had faded the moment he’d kissed her.

It seemed like a lifetime until the young couple broke apart. Audrey was left breathless, arms still around Alexandros. Her head was spinning, and she was feeling completely drunk on the kiss that she had just shared. The brunette was still trying to process what had just happened when Alexandros suddenly said: “How’s that for winning?”

The words that came out of her lips as a response to his rhetorical question were ones she thought she would never say aloud. They were words that she’d only used in her dreams, ones that in normal circumstances required her to swallow her pride before even thinking of uttering the. However, at the moment, the words came fast and urgent, spilling out of her mouth before she could stop them.

“Take me home with you.” Audrey said in a breathless voice, barely higher than a whisper, while locking her eyes with his. Her brown eyes were clear in expressing that every uttered word was serious.
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Had this been a week or a month prior, Alexandros would right away make some witty retort about how the game had been won and he would gladly claim his prize - the prize of bedding Audrey Huntsberg. The very thought of that brought a certain glee to his mind, almost putting it at ease. Something that he had been looking forward to for quite some time. Though, then his mind wandered elsewhere. The memory that etched itself into his own of her and that trash known as Omar. It brought fury to his mind and nearly found its way to the surface. Though he suppressed it, Alexandros still couldn’t get it out of his mind.

And now he was left at a crossroads: forget what happened and the reason he came back to the west coast in the first place altogether or decline Audrey an invitation to his house. More importantly, deny her an invitation to his bed. You wouldn’t believe the turmoil that he was faced with at the moment. Imagine finding yourself in the position of getting what you wanted most of all, but in giving into it, you would also sacrifice all of your pride and go against the vow you made just weeks prior.

He found his serenity on the surface wavering, so Alexandros would chalk it up with a deep inhale and smiling at Audrey. When he did, there was something in the air. He didn’t know exactly what it was, but something suddenly clicked for him. Or maybe it was just something that became clear to him. Whatever it was, Alexandros seemed sure on what he was going to do. He had this look on his face and mentally, he was sane. Well, as sane as a perfect man such as himself could be.

Very well, but I must warn you,” Alexandros leaned in close to Audrey’s ear. “I’m not a gentle lover,” he whispered, giving her that seductive tease of what was to come. When he led her towards the parking lot, he saw her posse about to follow her, “sorry, only two seats. I’m sure you can find your way home. Try the bus. I hear it’s very community-friendly,” Alexandros said, arm around Audrey’s waist ass[ as the two of them whisked themselves away, and en-route to Casa Mossos.

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I keep a close watch on this heart of mine
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I keep the ends out for the tie that binds


There was a slight hesitation from Alexandros after Audrey’s words, and she could almost see the wheels in his brain working to make a decision. The brunette’s tentative smile wavered, and she secretly became worried. Had she been too straightforward? Was her invitation about to be declined? Had she placed herself in this uncomfortable and vulnerable position for nothing? Was she about to become Beverly Hills High’s fool by being humiliated in front of everyone? The unwelcome starts threatened to expose themselves in her expressionate face, so she quickly played it off by biting her lip. When he finally agreed, she couldn’t help but let her mouth break out into a wide smile.

The warning that he was not a gentle lover, his breath hot on her ear, was enough for goosebumps to run down her tanned skin. If there was something she had to admit, it was that Alexandros had a way of building sexual tension and anticipation with the smallest of actions. Audrey knew that had been his intention with the comment, and from the way her mind raced through all the possibilities of what their upcoming encounter could bring, he had succeeded.

“That sounds perfect. I like my loving to be a little rough, anyway.” Audrey sultrily replied back to him, biting her lower lip seductively and shooting him a flirty wink.

This seemed to seal the unspoken deal between them. The young couple laced their hands together and began to make their way to the parking lot when Alexandros turned back and suddenly stopped. Audrey copied him, and found that her girls had followed them. Wide-eyed, she exchanged silent glances with each of them before Alex made some snide remarks about not having enough space for both of them. This made the girls visibly upset, with little Lola nearly jumping him, but ultimately being held back by Kat and Phoebe. Audrey rolled her eyes at them to signal she disagreed with his comments, muttered a brief ‘I’ll text you guys later’ before following Alexandros to the red Ferrari that would lead them to, as he called it, “Casa Mossos”.

As they drove off away from the school building, Audrey felt her phone vibrating inside the designer bag sitting on her lap. She quickly pulled it out to notice there were three new messages from Leslie. The silent sigh that came from Audrey while unlocking the device was one she couldn’t hold back. And, of course, the messages said just what the brunette thought they would:



This made Audrey pause and think for a minute. Leslie had an excellent point, after all. Did she really want to do this? Alexandros had played nothing but games since the moment they met: he’d admitted as much. Then there was the Bianca incident and the Florence incident, both of which were undoubtedly surpassed by his actions with that pedophile secretary Janice Nelson and the disgusting video that came from it. The bottom line was that Alexandros Mossos had caused her quite a fair share of headaches in this short period of time. Was it really a wise decision to willingly walk inside the wolf’s mouth after so blatantly swearing against it mere days before?

The minute she looked into the ocean blue eyes of the man behind the wheel beside her and felt his lips on hers on a brief kiss, she knew that she was dead sure she wanted to go through with it. She would just have to prove to Alex that she was better than all the others out there. Worst case scenario? They had a hell of a one-time thing and never spoke to each other again. Even that didn’t sound like a bad thing. She fulfilled her fantasy to be with him, he did the same with her, and they would both go their own merry ways. For Audrey, it was a win-win situation.

With that certainty, the young woman pressed the Power button on her phone, turned it off and threw it back into her bag. The rose gold iPhone would lie forgotten at the bottom of it until the next day.
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