As per usual Alexandros fashion, he arrived fashionably late. Though, based on who was already present, it didn't seem that he arrived as late as he had planned. Fact was that Alexandros had a lot of time to kill after he was rudely(to him) turned down of an invitation to that promising recital. Apparently it was only going to be a girl thing. Oh well, Alexandros was able to spend his time in the company of people that would want him, or at the very least, what he had to offer. It just so happened that a few lucky ladies were in the mood for a good time, and Alexandros had the goods to offer said good time. Aside his body, he had a few ounces of cocaine that he spent the last couple of hours giving out, and it just so happened he would have plenty to offer. He had a few more ounces that he obtained from a
friend of his, and a beach party was the perfect place to distribute it at. Well, given that the Queen Bee herself didn't spot him giving it out. Apparently she didn't want his party favors at the party.
Sitting at the bar, Alexandros was sipping a martini. As he took a sip, some caramel-colored — he was probably Indian — strolled on up, and introduced himself to Alexandros.
This should prove to be amusing. Alexandros turned in the stool that he was at to face this guy who told Alexandros to call him Lucky. What a stupid name. Whatever, might as well say hi.
"Lucky huh? What a catchy nickname. People around here call me Alexandros." Alexandros raised his glass to Lucky.
"There is indeed, but it seems our host isn't--" Speak of the devil, and she shall appear, ebony-skinned and all.
Her blue bikini caught Alexandros' eye. He always thought she was attractive — like, anyone who had sexual attractions to females would. Dominique was the Queen Bee for a reason. Not only did she command everyone with her assertive nature, but her physical appearance played a large factor in that. Alexandros would be stupid if he didn't recognize that Dominique could get a rise out of the south with anything as simply as a brief look.
"--looks like I spoke too soon, Lucky," Alexandros took another sip from his drink. As he was about to swallow it, he heard something that he never thought he would hear coming from those ebony lips of Dominique's.
"Now that's something you don't hear from her often." Alexandros chuckled,
"Lucky, if you're going to take anything from this, note that it's a rare sight to see the Queen Bee of Beverly Hills High apologizing to anyone that wasn't her nerdy brother, Tristan."Alexandros put his drink on the bar countertop. He then got up from his chair, about to gesture Lucky to follow him — about being the keyword here. He all but stopped when he heard the same annoying, self-righteous voice of someone that made the worst parts of Alexandros come out, and demand playtime come early.
"I don't know, Jackie-boy, last I saw her she was just a gentle nudge away from having a late lunch date with me." Alexandros knew that Jackson hated being called that. In the two years that they have known each other, Alexnadros always antagonized Jackson by calling him that name. He knew it got under his skin, and that was the main reason why Alexandros kept calling him that.
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