sweet sixteen (kellic)

chapter 23

23

Vic and I were in his car on the way to his parent's house. He had decided to drive us himself instead of getting his limo driver to take us. I got the feeling that Vic was somewhat against his parent's rich lifestyle, yet behind closed doors he still indulged in it. Then again, who wouldn't indulge in their money if they had it?

We were driving through the country side, but it was also a lot like suburbia. The further we drove, the bigger the houses became and the more extravagant the front yards were. Every house, or I should probably say mansion, had large gates and walls, blocking everyone off from seeing inside. I wondered what Vic's parent's house would look like. If I judged from what Vic told me, it's probably a palace.

I looked down at my phone screen for the millionth time during the trip. There was no message like I was hoping to see. I flicked through the dozen messages I had sent Ashton, all of which hadn't been replied to.

"Okay, you keep looking at your phone. What are you doing?" Vic finally asked. He could tell I had been acting a little weird today.

"Nothing really." I spoke quietly.

"You're texting Ashton again?" He questioned. I sighed and nodded.

"Mhmm, he's not texting back." I muttered. All week Ashton had practically been ignoring me. Well, it wasn't so much ignoring, but more like not talking to me very much and when he did talk, he was very blunt and to the point. Vic knew how much it was bothering me. I was hurt because Ashton was my best friend and now I've gone and done something to make him hate me.

"Forget about him. If he wants to be a child then let him." Vic said, sounding annoyed. He would probably get more and more annoyed if I kept letting my attention drift to a guy who wasn't him, so I put my phone in my pocket.

"Yeah, I guess." I said carelessly. He put his hand on my knee and squeezed it reassuringly.

"Maybe this party will cheer you up, although it's not going to be as fun as our party last weekend." He teased. I looked up just in time to see him wink. I ignored the comment. The last thing I needed before going to his parent's home was to have sex on my mind.

"So what is this thing going to be like?" I changed the subject.

"Like a really over the top garden party, probably. My dad doesn't really like attention, especially for his birthday, but knowing my mom she'll do something ridiculously huge and expensive." He said, not that the price of the party would matter to the billionaire couple.

It was still day time, the middle of the day, so the party would most likely be outside, as Vic just said it's a garden party. We were casually dressed, but still dressed nicely. We weren't in as fancy clothes as the charity ball. Vic was wearing a white, loose button up shirt with long sleeves that he had rolled up to his elbows, and a pair of dark blue jeans. I was wearing black jeans and a light blue button up shirt, much like Vic's, only my sleeves were down around my wrists, going over my palms, giving me the perfect opportunity to nervously tug on the material as time went on in the car.

"Is it going to be just family?" I asked.

"Mostly, but my mom loves her parties so there's no doubt there will be a couple hundred people there." He answered.

"So, it'll be like the charity ball thing?"

"Yeah, but more laid back and less people watching our every move." He said.

I nodded and stopped asking questions. A few minutes later Vic was driving through an opened gate, giving a wave to a security man there. The man seemed to know him and let him straight in. We were driving along a gravel road surrounded by mostly palm trees and other shrubbery. Finally, through the trees I could see his parent's house. My suspicions were right, it was practically a palace. It had multiple stories and looked like somewhere an A-list celebrity would live. The walls were a flawless white color. Every window was covered by curtains so you couldn't see inside. As we got closer Vic drove past a massive fountain out the front of the house. There were only a few other cars here. Where was everyone else?