The party was in full swing and he was bent over a DJ booth, deep in concentration over the music. They were in the mansion his mother bought near the academy and the rooms were filled with people. He was situated in the lower floor with a hall that could have fit nearly ten of the other rooms inside of it and the crowd was making the ground shake as they danced to his music. He wasn't really keeping an eye on what others were doing, though, and alcohol was rampant and the bathrooms were locked tight.
Christie held a cup carbonated water and smiled at the people as they passed by. She made her way from the restroom to the hall, bumping from body to body, as the people danced in tight packs. Eventually, she bumped onto a familiar someone's side as a random dude accidentally pushed her back, making her red solo cup fall from her hands, but managing to save the water midair. She turned to face the guy, "Well, if it isn't the knight in shining armor again!" She screamed so that her voice would be audible throughout the booming music as she still levitated the carbonated water in midair.
She entered the mansion quite a long time after the party had officially started, but she cared not for that. Nothing noteworthy happened in the first hour of events and she had a habit of being gracefully late on parties.
His head snapped over to her and his eyes widened in slight surprise before lopsidedly grinning, "hey there, pretty lady, fancy seeing you here," he said as he bent closer to her so she could hear him.
"Yeah, well, I guess it is actually nice to see someone I've met before through all of these strangers. Even if you're not very likable," she then cringed, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say that. On the other hand," she tried to avoid the topic as she eyed towards the floating body of water, "If that isn't a great party trick, then what is?" She joked.
She jerked her head in his direction, taken aback by his sudden appearance, "Oh, wow. Well, my main objective wasn't quite that, but I did hope to find you here. Even if I know most of the people in this place, many don't know me. Don't know if that is a perk or a curse of being a journalist. How's the party been so far? Missed me?" She smirked as she let go of her bun and shook her head, letting her straight hari fall into place.
"Actually, I've been told I'm extremely likable, especially considering my good looks," He purred as he smirked at her before glancing at the water, "considering maybe a sixth of the people in here can do the same...I guess so?"
"I'd think it a blessing," he replied as he looked at her, "I don't know anyone except three or four people and yet everyone seems to know me. We're flipped!" He said with a wink, "and of course, I miss you even in my sleep."
"Pfffft." She put the water down into her cup again, "You party pooper." She smirked before taking a sip of it, "Are you drunk yet or are your sass inhibitions just off? You can do better than that, Knight."
"Hey, you can never be too sure, sister." I chuckle softly at Christina's comment as I sip on some punch, glancing around the room, only really knowing Christina and Jax, who looked too busy to notice that anyone came.
"Well, lucky for you, because the one Petrova sister that is a man's dream hasn't shown up yet. Anyways, I'm going to head out and check out the party, so sorry to ruin your dreams Xavier." I say as hang around the back of the hall, flashing Jax a small, hospitable smile for a moment, before returning to my punch.
I look to my right as a couple who were heavily making out almost crashed into me and I quickly spring out of my seat in shock. "I'll leave you two then." I mutter with a chuckle, as I notice your eyes landing on me and smirked a little in return. After some time, I had moved to where you DJing, and I observed your skill, impressed.
He looked over at her and grinned, "you should go check out the bedrooms, I'm sure you'll love it," he teased her before nodding to her drink, "I stand to be corrected. People do drink punch at my parties. You do."
I roll my eyes playfully at your comment, smiling. "And I couldn't help but tell that you used my exact mixture, but with a quarter bottle of vodka. Smart choice actually, don't want everyone getting wasted too quickly, and kinda cute actually. Though, I do have to say, this mansion is absolutely amazing, but hearing me ramble about architecture would be boring, and keep you from enjoying drinks and dancing."
He shrugged slightly, "I don't drink," he replied, "and I guess the house is. I only use it for the...well..parties," he said with a bark of a laugh, "I decided to spice things up for one party and try it. Suppose people can get bored with it straight from a bottle."
"Well, the irony is definitely there." I chuckle, referring to how you were a partier, but didn't drink. "Besides, you get less people puking anyways." I sip on some punch. "If you had fruit juice and some fruit, I could whip up some non-alcoholic punch. This late in the night, the ones who are wasted won't notice anyways."
He grunted at the irony part as he didn't want to get into it but listened to her suggestion, "I'm not too bothered by the mess but yeah...I guess that'd be a good idea. But people can take care of themselves and if they can't, people usually bring others along."
"Alright, well, I won't take you away from the party." I say, heading towards the kitchen, and I took some of the left-over fruit and fruit juice. (Timeskip)
The punch was almost done, and I was dicing a pineapple, when I accidentally slice off some skin from my finger as I drop the knife on the counter, cursing in pain as I glance around your kitchen, looking for a tissue, or a bandaid.
"Well, I wasn't planning to get cut." I take you Band-Aid and quickly apply it, before placing the diced pineapple In the punch to garnish it. Once I had cleaned-up, I pressed a finger to the bandage, muttering a spell to heal my wound before glancing back at you. "At least the punch is done, if you want any, that is."
"89 grams," he replied, "for a whole fruit anyway," he said and with that he got a cup and dunked it in. After taking a sip he shrugged, "tastes fine to me. Though, most drinks I can have tasted good. But as you said, they'd be too drunk to notice it's quality."
I sigh, pacing the kitchen. "The thing that I can't figure out about you is why you seem to enjoy spending time with me, I'm not exactly someone who's a life of the party girl, the opposite of what most men like you look for in women."
"There are men like me?" He asked and rocked back on his heels, "I thought everyone is different," he pointed out, "and I haven't found anyone remotely similar to me. But, no, I can tell you're not the party girl I usually come across," he said with a roll of his eyes, "have you considered that I'm not a jerk and it'd be jerky of me to ignore you since you made my punch."
I chuckle. "People are unqiue, but there are party boys all over this realm. I know you're not a jerk, Jax. But it curious that someone like me gets personally invited to an event like this. Is it a set-up for humiliating me in a way that I'll find out about later?"
"I need some air." I mutter as I head out of room, slipping past you hopefully not drawing too much attention as I make my way to the top floor of the mansion, sitting in the planetarium, deep in thought.
I sat up, deep in thought, as I was thinking about the one thing my family warned me about. I could start to feel something towards Jax, but I was unsure what it was. What scared me the most was Charlie's words of saying how unfaithful he could be, and I didn't want to end up having my heart broken over this. My train of thought was broken when I heard the door open, and I turned around to see you.
He burst into the room, his back towards Gen but a pair of legs were wrapped around his waist and they stumbled back into the closest lounge chair nearest to the door which ended up being the one next to Gen's. The girl straddled him as their kisses grew more frequent and deeper. Her brown hair partially hid the two of their faces from view.
I didn't recognize the girl, but I saw Jax, and I felt my heart starting to shatter. "I shouldn't have come to this damn party in the first place." I say, my heart in throat as I strolled out quickly, tears starting to pool slightly as I tried to find my way out of the mansion.
I stopped for a moment. "It WAS a set-up. See, here's the truth - I felt something for you, it could have been more than friendship, but it was wanting to get to know you better. But, you, well, you can keep being the party boy of the school if you want, but as long as you keep being the unfaithful bastard you are, then I will deny whatever I felt for you, because I know that I could be yours, but you might be latched onto someone else! Besides, you should head back, I wouldn't want to leave whatever you had with that girl unfinished, because then otherwise you'd be a jerk to her." I say, frustrated before I turn around and walk slightly faster, heading downstairs not caring what you did, looking down to hide my face.
He followed easily and slammed her into the wall, trapping her with his arms and bent down to stare into her eyes, "let's get one thing clear. I wasn't being unfaithful to anyone. I'm not dating anyone. Not you, not her, not anyone. Just because you feel something doesn't mean you control me, or my actions. Nor do they reflect on you. And it wasn't a setup, that place consist of fresh air. Nor were we going to sleep together. I'm allowed to have fun," he said pulling back, "and I'm not going to allow anyone to constrict me on that."
"I'm not constricting your actions, Jax, because frankly, you probably don't give a damn about what the hell happens with me." I say, not daring to look up at you, as if I as trying to defy you, but it was to mostly. "Like I said before, I shouldn't have come to your party anyways."
"I didn't invite you here to screw you, I invited you as a friend," he said taking a step back, "nothing more. I'm sorry if I lead you on, I didn't mean it, but I'm not going to apologise for what I do. Feeling something for someone else doesn't mean they belong to you. I don't know you well enough to feel anything. Go, if you want, I'm not going to stop you." With that he walked away back down to the hall, not back up to Abby and once again, took over the booth.
"I didn't come here to get screwed." I say before you back away. "Honestly, I came to perhaps have the opportunity to get to perhaps know you a little better. So I'm sorry for getting mad at you, and well, I hope you enjoy the punch." I smile, just a little, before heading downstairs, staying against the wall, not knowing anyone at the party, until I glance over at Jax, before looking away quickly.
Before he did walk away, he listened to what she said and yelled over his shoulder, "nobody knows me. Not really." For the next twenty minutes he danced behind the booth and spoke to the crowd periodically to entice them into the music.
She was sitting on a table just outside the hall and looked up from her phone to see Gen and leant forward, "sorry about pushing you out," she said with a grin, "didn't realise it was occupied. You his boyfriend?" She asked nodding to Jax.
"Just a friend, but I'm not even sure about that anymore." I sigh, grabbing some of the non-alcoholic punch and pouring it into my cup. "I wanted to get to know Jax better, but I don't know if I should waste my energy trying. He doesn't care about me, so why am I even bothering." I sigh as I rant a little, sipping on my punch before setting it down.
She shrugged and relaxed back, "he's going to do anything with anyone regardless of his emotions, that's who he is. Not until he goes exclusive," she replied and covered her mouth as she yawned, "but kudos to whoever gets him to do that. He's an open door with everything except his heart."
She laughed, "Certainly. Gen, Charlie and I are nothing similar. DO you have siblings?" She asked as she took a sip of her cup without keeping her eyes from Xavier, having genuine interest in his reply.
She glanced over to the booth where Jax was running out of the room and someone else stepped in. In less than a minute, the music was back on and the pause had drifted away. "Nope," she said, popping the 'p'.
Before I could respond, I crumbled to the floor. Most people would have passed it off as drunkenness, but if you looked closely, you could start seeing thin, black lines from my mouth, and my heart rate started dropping. My cup, however, smelt of a strong poison that could kill within the hour if swallowed.
She stood back as they loaded her up but shook her head when they asked her if she wanted to accompany them. Straight after Gen's departure the party acted as if nothing had happened and back in full swing.
Christina's eyes opened as she moved her hands dismissively "That is not what I meant. Most of the things I have to do are things that I do not even like, like special courses for speech and other etiquette for princesses. Not fun."
"What a terrible life you lead," he said with a small smile, "I can't imagine doing that everyday," he said as if in sympathy. In all reality, he did do it to some extent but not as much as a prince or princess would do.
"I mean, it is not like you wouldn't know. You are a Duke, right?" Chrsitie took another sip from her cup which now was almost empty, "By the way, as a close-up image, you are not that much of a jerk," She mused with an amused grin.
Ji-yeon arrived quite late admist the chaos of Jax's party, but could care less. Her mid-thigh length black dress's ruffles brushed past dancing students as she expertly navigated the busy crowd. Hearing about the incident earlier, Ji-yeon stayed away from the punch and instead headed to the kitchen to see if she could find some water.