Alex's POV
We reach the Schuyler household which seems a mansion to me. I never got to have that. I never got to know what rich or what luxury felt like.I guess I seemed to zone out because John was looking at me with concerned face.
"Are you...okay?"
"Yeah, yeah. I'm fine"
We get out of the car and I slam the door a little bit too loud
"Woah, be careful there babygirl"
I sense a slight tint of red filling up my cheeks.
"Aww someone's blushing" He chuckles, "I'm teasing ya" He says.
"I know" I reply and punch his arm playfully.
I knock on the door and we're immediately greeted with a rather excited Eliza.
"Hey! Come in, you guys" she says and widens the door so we can come in.
"It's great to see you two" she continues.
Eliza continues to speak and starts to give us a tour of the house. I can't hear her though, too busy being stunned by the beauty of this house.
She finally leaves and John and I are left by ourselves.
"So" He starts
"So?"
"What would you like to do?"
"Let's go find Laf and Herc" I respond.
"Yes, let's do that"
After 10 long minutes of frantic walking around the mansion we finally see them in the distance.
"Hey guys" John says.
"Heeeeeyyy" Lafayette says, clearly drunk.
I chuckle.
"What the hell guys? It's only like 8:30 and you're already drunk" I say
"I'm sorry, Mom" Hercules replies and starts to hysterically laugh for no reason at all.
"We'll leave you to it" John says and we sit at a nearby table.
"I'll go get some drinks. What would you like, Alex?"
"Beer please"
John brings back two large cups with the liquid overflowing and froff collected at the top.
The atmosphere was filled with dirty, drunk teenagers, grinding up against each other.
We down the drink as we talk about anything and everything.
That one cup escalated to two.
Two to three and the three to four.
So now 3 hours and 4 drinks later for me and about 9 for John, he started to get very flirty with basically anything around him, including that random plank of wood on the floor.
"Has anyone~ ever told you~ that you have good eyes~?"
"My mom has" I reply.
"Oh. Well you have really nice eyes, Alexander~"
I blush a little.
"T-thank you. I guess"
"You know, you're really~ pretty, Alex. I wish I could be that pretty" He frowns.
"Don't say that. You're pretty, too"
"Really?" He says.
"Yeah"
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