Legacies

Blood Lines and Bank Accounts [3]

“God, Marissa! For a skinny person you are heavy.”

What a night, Skye thought. Somehow, between the Soirée, the gorgeous Ascher guys and Zara being elected Vic. (no surprise there) the two of them had ended up carrying Marissa Sinclair up to her room.

“Remind me how we got here again?” Zara asked in a non-too pleased voice.

“Marissa was puking in the bushes. You didn’t want the roses to be ruined. So we’re taking her up to her room.”

Zara just sighed. Getting drunk might be alright at some common frat party, but this was a Bridgeton-Ascher function for Heaven’s sake!

At the thought of Ascher, Zara’s thoughts turned to one fellow in particular.

Dominic Delmonte.

He was most definitely not a peasant. No, Dominic had to be the perfect 10. The Delmonte family was one of the most successful and influential families on the East Coast. Dominic’s father was the CEO of a Fortune 500 and his mother was a regular on the social scene.

Zara was sure the list went on, but she could only listen to Frannie (as she now referred to her) brag for so long. If Dominic was that clever (apparently he was Pre-Law) why was he going out with Frannie of all people? Yeah, that’s what Zara wanted to know as well.

“Yoohoo. Zara stop dreaming and open the door, will you?”

“Er, thanks for bringing me up guys,” Marissa said groggily as the two girls who’d found her outside put her on the bed.

“I should probably just slee…”

She couldn’t complete the sentence, as she found herself rushing to the en-suite to heave again. With her face in the toilet bowel, she contemplated how she'd gotten there. She hadn’t intended to get drunk. Well, maybe a little. But somehow one cocktail had turned into ten and well… Here she was. Thank God what-their-names had found her.

“Skye, we’ve done our good deed for the day, so can we please go now?” Zara said. For someone who, according to the grapevine, got drunk nearly every night, Marissa had surprisingly good taste, Zara thought as she looked around the room. Walking towards the fireplace, she saw many framed photographs of a gorgeous woman who had to be Marissa’s mother, they looked so alike.

“So I think I’m just gonna crash.” Marissa said, walking out of the bathroom.

“Are you sure you don’t need anything else?” the girl- Skye- asked. It was sweet of her to care, but if there was one thing Marissa had experience with, it was the after-effects of alcohol.

Before she could answer, the other one turned to Marissa with one of her photo’s in hand.

“Is this your mother?” she asked, pointing towards the picture. It was the one of her mother and some of her Bridgeton fellows at graduation.

“Yeah, she’s the one in the middle,” Marissa replied. “Why?”

“Because she’s standing next to my mother.”

And that’s how the Legacy Trinity, as they were known from that day onwards, formed. Blood lines and bank accounts may have dictated it, but the girls had found something in one another that reached beyond who they were and into what they were. And this was just the beginning of what would prove to be a year they would never forget...

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Okay so this is where I decided to end the first part of the book. I guess it's because I'm feeling a bit PMSey and need some reassurance that it's worthwhile to continue. To give you a sneak peak into what's to come...

-Zara and Dominic continue to hate eachother...So why are the sparks always flying when they're around eachother? And does Zara finally discover what the deal is with Franny?

-Skye's tried very hard to escape something that happened the previous year. Will it be revealed? And whose the guy with the swimmer's body that's always flirting with her?

-Guys have always fallen over their feet to get so much as a glimpse from Marissa. So when a certain tweed-wearing, patch on the elbows professor completely ignores her, she's determined to make him hers.

Let me know if you feel you'd be interested in reading more. Thanks to all those who have voted and like the book...

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