Melting Snow // Coriolanus Snow

Twenty: Dawn's Party

Alara was looking at the retreating back of Lavissa, who came like a storm and left like one too. Alara had gotten another pina colada, this one fully virgin and not spiked with any alcohol, at all. She didn't mind it and took small sips. She ran her eyes around the venue trying to see if she can find any familiar face.

She did found, Inna but she looked like a teenager, giggling to whatever Sejanus was saying. so she decided to not disturb them. Her eyes than ran around once more and she found Egan and Polo together, surprising. They both had a plate full of glazed chicken wings and were having a sort of food battle, with few people around them chanting their names, not surprising.

Alara couldn't help but her eyes wander off to find the two gays, who she could help but feel a little protective of. But she groaned and almost wished she could pluck out her eyes and bleach them when she saw Nyx sitting on Victor lap, their tongues down each other throat, grinding their sweaty bodies against each other.

"Oh Merlin" she turned away from that scene. She was sure, that they got hands on alcohol too somehow.

Her body tingled, all the alcohol Lavissa had given her, was working. Her body feeling light, her mind at peace, her thoughts almost gone, and her mind blank with nothing but serenity in it. It was as if all the violent storm in side her was stuff inside a bottle and shoved in some another part.

Too lost in her feeling, she flinched a little when she feel a small hand on her back, but relaxed when she saw Tigris face same into view.

The girl looked as if god promised her heaven. "OMG OMG OMG ALARA!!" the girl hold the other girls hands and jumped up and down excitedly. Alara looked at her with a smile and once Tigris had settled down, she jumped and hugged the girl tightly.

"What happened Tigris?"

Tigris kissed the girl on cheek, and stepped back "They love your dress. You look so fucking good and they love it so much. I have like 3 people came up to me and ask if i can make something this lavish" Alara eyes widened and she nodded excitedly "omg i am so happy for you Tigris. of course they love it! l talked to Lavissa and she told me about that too!"

Tigris eyes widened, and she gasped "You told Lavissa? you talked to The Lavissa? THE Lavissa Cayhen?" Tigris looked as if she had seen ghost, and for a second Alara wondered if Lavissa Cayhen was a ghost of a chaotic teen who died and haunts this ballroom in her lavish dresses, beautiful face and expensive jewellery.

But she only nodded at Tigris, "Yes Lavissa Cayhen. why? is she like-?" Alara didn't knew how to say it. However Tigris did. Tigris eyes were as wide as saucers as she ran her eyes around and then a hand raised to her mouth and she giggled "Of course its you! It's you. OH MY GOD YOU ARE THE GIRL"

Tired of everything and they way people phrase their statement. Alara groaned "what do you mean its me? What do i know not?"

"I heard that there was a girl that Lavissa complimented, that she told her that her dress was nice. Whole party is raving about it. Now you might see angels lying or demons being kind. But you never, i I repeat, that you may never see Lavissa telling another person that their dress is nice. Or they look good"

"Why? Is she arrogant? she don't seem that bad? Whats so great about Lavissa anyways?"

Tigris looked at the girl, and then sighed. Breathing in a huge breathe, she started "Alara, Capitol is a hierarchy. We have rich families on top such as Plinth's family, and we have poor families on bottom such as unfortunately Snow's family. But Lavissa Cayhen don't fit anywhere in the hierarchy triangle. You wonder why? because she is hierarchy. She invented it, she owns it, and she runs it. She is a fucking Royalty, they all are. Cayhen's are not just rich, they are filthy. Their family is law, they are the judge, they are prosecutors, and they are the fucking executioners."