Queens, New York Saturday 28th November, 2021 - Onika's Pov -
I open my closet taking out whatever outfit I'll be wearing tonight for the annual party that the elites host every year.
"How do I look babe?" Jasmine asks walking out the bathroom. I let my eyes roam over her body and nod in approval of her outfit; it's casual but yet screams elegance.
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I pick out a blue and white Versace shirt along with my tight black jeans and a pair of White Mc queens sneakers.
I really didn't care about dressing up for this event.
"Here" Jasmine hands me my Cartier gold glasses. She invaded my personal space as she unbuttons the two buttons at the top of my shirt. "You look good" She says before pecking my lips. "The driver is waiting outside" Her presence left mine when she begins walking down the stairs.
I slowly followed behind her kind of dreading to see those rich snobby assholes.
After getting seated in the backseat of the Black Audie, I look towards Jasmine who is looking out the window, "I should probably warn you beforehand" I gain her attention making her look at me "They're all white spoil brats" I inform her.
She smiles weakly "I had a felling. Don't worry, I've dealt with that kind before in high school" She says.
I really doubt she has. I don't think there's anyone compared to the people she's about to meet.
After reaching our destination, the chauffeur open the door, I got out first then grab Jasmine's hand escorting her out the vehicle.
I nod my head at the chauffeur which he returns as he shut the door.
"Are you ready to meet the people that are causes of suicides?" I say jokingly.
She chuckle "They can't be that mad" she bump her shoulder against mine.
She really has no idea what she's getting into.
"Just don't resort to cocaine after having one conversation with them, okay?"
She let out a laugh "Let's go" she grabs my hand leading us into the elites club.
I look around the red dim-light club seeing people on the dance floor while some sit on the couches just chatting up about whatever country they last visited.
Jasmine leads us towards an empty white couch, I took a seat after her and finally relaxed, but that didn't last long when I heard the voices I didn't want to hear.
"Nicki!" Blake shouts taking a seat beside us along with his little bitches, I mean friends that I also wasn't fond of.
"I'm surprised to see you here" Amanda says behind of him.
