ABOUT ALEXIS

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Pretty birds don't sing lullabies

"I can't imagine you working in the Police department." Sophia pointed her friend's hands with her chin.[break][break]

Alexis continued to roll the joint. She wasn't supposed using or being in possession of marijuana, but she brushed off the remark. Her left hand reached her Chanel bag. After searching inside, she took out a pink Zippo with Don't give me a cause to use my claws written on it. "My parents thought I was joking when I told them I applied." She smirked. "My sister thought I was messing around." A small grimace twisted her deep red painted lips. As if the eldest daughter could understand. She was a dazzling jewel embedded in the center of a crown. A penthouse in New York City, a successful broker, ready to take over their father's empire. The real estate mogul bragged about it while conflicting feelings fought in Alexis' heart. Proud and jealous. She didn't intend to live in her sister's shadow. Like her, she wanted to shine brightly, one day. After graduating in Public Relations, she had ditched a job in the global corporate PR agency where her internship had taken place. [break][break]

"Still, what if someone digs the past?" Violet took the joint and raised it to her lips. Black bangs flanked her oval-shaped face.[break][break]

Alexis tensed up. Violet sighed. They shared a moment of silence over their years at a Catholic private school. For girls only of course. "It's been ten years now. The case is closed, and I, no, we have nothing to do with what happened." And they had proceeded to a background check. [break][break]

As her words were final, she stood up, leaving the fluffy rug put between the television and the sofa. Her long blonde hair fell onto her black-laced bralette. The color matched her high-waisted short. As usual, she never wore that much at home or around her group of friends. They had spent so much time, and so many holidays, together she didn't feel shy around them.[break][break]

"But if you want to talk about complicated matters, what do you plan to do with your childcare worker?"[break][break]

Violent groaned at the question. You marry for money and power. You don't marry the man, but his family. And if you're lucky, you can marry for love. Her mother had repeated these rules over the years, and Alexis knew her friends were on the same boat. It sounded like an inevitable fate. Date the bad boys, but don't let them taint your name. Only your rules matter. Mrs. Ingrid Olander had disseminated her advice until her daughters stopped refuting them. They were silver-spoon children. They were a legacy. Her mother kept saying protecting and preparing them were her duties.[break][break]

And despite her rebellious phases, Alexis was a daddy's girl at heart. She wanted him to be proud, but that didn't mean she should give up on having fun.[break][break]

Heading to the kitchen, she came back with a bottle of water. She took a sip, then licked her lips. [break][break]

"Oh, by the way, I heard your sister is coming to Seattle too?" Violet stretched her right arm.[break][break]

A dry laugh escaped from Alexis' lips. "Yeah, she wants to start her own real estate empire." She came nearer to the sofa and gave the bottle to her friend. "It will only bring me trouble. Anyway, what do you want to do tonight?" She whispers. "I heard there's an illegal party tonight."[break][break]

She played with fire. And didn't see the problem.[break][break]
She wasn't burning herself after all.

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