The Game Without Rules

Chapter Two

Hey guys I've made a trailer (that I'm really proud of by the way) for this book but unfortunately I couldn't upload it up top as a video so if you look the description for this story you'll find it at the bottom. I'll try and get it to work but if I can't then refer to what I just said. Thank you and I hope you enjoy it.

P.S
Pick of Alex Dalloway on the side (or up top)

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Two hours.

   Two freaking hours of standing in these pair of Jimmy Choo that were obviously weren't made for comfort. Oh and did I mention that I had to pee, like really bad but emphasis on on the had because I'm worried as to why I don't have to anymore. Right now is Ana's birthday brunch and we've been none walking around greeting people. My stomach growls as I look over the servers arm and see them serving some guests Crapes.

Man the sure looks good.

Of course now is not the time that she'll let me because she treating me like her lady in waiting. Which I'm not by the way.

"Mrs. Jeffries you remember Evangeline from the debutante ball." She says as she walks up to the white haired women with an over amount of plastic surgery to cover up what seems to be crows feet.

But that's none of my business.

"Of course that gown you was magnificent. It's a pleasure to see you again."

"The pleasure is all mine I mean you are the head of the debutant committee." I say plastering on the best fake smile I could manage.

"It was Givenchy wasn't it?" She asks she clutches onto her necklace and I nod in response.

"Yes it was but if you don't mind I have to excuse myself for a moment."

  I didn't bother to listen to her response or the calls of my name from Ana I just had to get out of here and out of these shoes.

  I make my way outside of the white elegant tent with the sun beaming down on me as it peaks through some clouds.

  I don't hesitate when I find a bench and I kick of my shoes.

"Holy shit." I breathe out as the feeling comes back to my feet.

I hear a light chuckle coming from behind me which cause my head to snap towards the sound.

Oh and it snapped alright.

"Son of a -" I start off saying as rubbed my neck.

"Potty mouth I see." His voice husky kind of like he just woke up or he had a hangover from the night before.

"Not until recently."

"That's to bad I found it pretty sexy." My gaze finally shifts and my eyes widen but not before turning into a cold glare which catches him by surprise.

Alexander Dalloway.

Eww. That's one word to describe his personality.

Alex and I have never actually crossed paths even though hang around the same circle of friends. He graduated last year same year as my older brother Noah who now attends school at Cornell. Alex, well I really don't know much about him except for the fact that  he's your typical playboy and that he is as aggressively attractive as people describe.