Here she was again, sat alone at a bar. However, it wasn't just any bar, this was a charity gala that her parents paid someone else to organise. The whole point of this gala wasn't to make money for a charity, well the Juniors Health Navigation would get a hefty sum of money by the morning, but this gala was created to increase her parents reputation and popularity.
Her father, Mike, dressed in his best as they say, he donned an Armani suit with a red tie to match Lauren's mother, Clara's, dress. Lauren watched as they swaddled across the elegant room to greet guests that had just walked through the door. 30 minutes late. Lauren shook her head and turned to the bar again.
So, here she was again, sat alone at a bar, aged 23 and daughter of Mike and Clara Jauregui (Both being the CEO of Jauregui Inc). Lauren should be happy right? Getting whatever she liked at a click of her fingers. If you thought that, you'd be incorrect.
Lauren huffed again finishing the rest of her fruit cocktail the male bar tender gave her 15 minute earlier. A red drink was slid in front of the 23 year old woman. Looking up she noticed the beautiful chestnut brown eyes they bore deeply into her own eyes. Lauren allowed herself the pleasure of letting her eyes wander down the sharp slope of her nose to her plump red lips and rosy checks to the sharpest jaw line she's ever seen. She noticed the plump lips curl upwards and immediately looked into those alluring eyes again.
"I didn't order that?" Lauren stated and smiled towards the woman dressed in a white shirt and a red corset hugging her curvy figure, therefore making her breast pop out slightly.
"I know, that creep at the end of the bar did. Also told me to give you his number and slipped me a fifty so here," Camila said smiling at the gorgeous woman in front of her. Lauren laughed and looked where the barmaid had pointed and noticed Hunter Spencer was sitting in the spot of question. Rolling her eyes, she looked back at Camila who nodded in understanding and scrunched the piece of paper with the scrawled handwriting on, popped it back into the red concoction and took the glass over to Hunter and placed it back in front of him and slapped the fifty back onto the counter, nodding Camila stalked back over to Lauren. Lauren, who was just generally surprised, laughed aloud to what just happened and at the red faced 21 year old boy who stormed away.
"Thank you, you didn't have to do that," Lauren spoke quietly to the bartender. "Hi, I'm Lauren," she introduced herself.
"Nah it's okay, he looked like a jerk anyway. I'm Camila. I know who you are," Camila laughed at the end but frowned when Lauren looked down. "Dude, your head is on a huge poster at the front of the room," Camila continued making Lauren giggle in mortification. "So what can I get the daughter of Jauregui Inc to drink?" She asked.
"Just Lauren's fine and a jack and coke?" Lauren questioned more then asked. Nodding, Camila set out to make her drink.
"One jack and coke, that'll be $8.50 but if you want to donate that will be $9.50," Camila announced like she was reading from a script making Lauren smile. Bringing her wallet from her jacket pocket she took a fifty from within and handed it to Camila.
"I'll buy the drink and I'll donate a $1 you can keep the change," Lauren concluded.
"What's wrong with the $10 bill you have in there?" Camila asked growing annoyed. Lauren shrugged and that infuriated Camila. Turning she opened the register and placed the fifty in, depositing the dollar to the charity box, she turned and took the change slapping it in front of Lauren, who jumped slightly. "I don't want your money." She sneered.
"Oh... I did not mean to offend you, you just... that fifty from Hunter... I just thought... that..." Lauren stuttered. Camila shook her hair and walked away mumbling the word 'bitch' under her voice, Lauren heard though. Loud and clear. Sighing, Lauren pushed away from the bar and walked away with her head down, she made it to the balcony, no one was out here, to busy listening to her parents drag on about health.
Leaning against the railing she huffed again.
Camila stood and watched her leave the bar, growing when she realised she had left her money, drink and jacket sitting on the chair. She watched as Lauren walked through the door to the balcony with her head down and back slouched.
