Who: Jesse Fraser and Johnnie Jackson. What: Leaving the party. When: The summer of 2016. Where: Sundance Country Club, the road, Johnnie's house. Rating: R (adult language)
Stupid, stupid, stupid! How could she have been so damn stupid? Keeping her head down, Johnnie slid through the crowd. It felt like everyone was staring at her, even though nobody glanced at her twice. Slipping out of the party didn't take too much effort. Not even her parents noticed her absence. They were too wrapped up in their small talk, laughing along with Tyler's grandmother. She took a deep breath. Tyler. God. Pressing a hand to her forehead, she pushed open one of the small side doors. She'd never thought that dragging him away into one of the private suites so that they could argue in private would end that way. Her mother would be so proud.
Choking back hysterical laughter, she rubbed her temples. Her heels clicked sharply against the sidewalk. Johnnie had every intention of walking back to town. Her parents would be there for several more hours, touching base with all the other 'important' people that had chosen to attend. There was no way she was leaving with Tyler, and she didn't really know anyone else. Thus, walking was the only option. Except that her pretty shoes weren't really conductive to a long stroll. That didn't matter, though. She'd be fine. If nothing else, she still had her damn pride. Gathering up the skirt of her dress, she continued to click off down the road. It was stupid of her to even try to walk that far, but that wasn't going to stop her. Johnnie was stubborn when she needed to be.
The late summer breeze whipped at the ringlets that still framed her face. At least it wasn't cold. In fact, it was a fairly pleasent night for a walk. Or it would have been if she could still feel her toes. She managed to keep the train of her dress from dragging the ground by holding it up somewhere around her knees. Anyone looking at her would never imagine that the girl who was trudging down the side of a dark road was the daughter of the elite Jackson family. Not that there was anyone out and about. Everyone who had business at the club was still at the party. Johnnie was all alone with her confusion, focused on the distant lights of suburban Sundance.