(APRIL 20, 2015)
“Proms.”, Derek snorted.
He pressed down his already wrinkle free tux for what was probably the eighth time that after noon.
There was a high schooler looking back at him from the other side of the bedroom mirror. He looked good, better than good actually.
Could be a problem he mused to himself.
It’s practically your last day you’re not gonna see most of these people after graduation, you can afford to stand out a bit tonight, he heard a voice tell him from the back of his mind.
A limousine was outside. Four floors. Four floors lay between Derek’s apartment and the street, but that didn't matter. An earthquake could practically have been happening right in the street.
He better lower that bass if he expects me to get in the thing…
Alex sure loves an entrance. Practically half of him was poking out of the limo through its sunroof.
“DUUUUUUDE!” he howled over the thundering percussion that blasted the entire block
Derek stepped out of his building, almost hesitantly.
Definitely did some pre-gaming, he thought as he approached the white limo, shooting Alex a look, “REALLY?! YOU DON’T HAVE TO LET THE WHOLE WORLD KNOW WHAT WE’RE DOING TONIGHT!”
“OF COURSE WE DO! HOW ELSE CAN THE WORLD CHANGE IF EVERYBODY STAYS THE SAME?! LIVE A LITTLE!” Alex flashed a wide grin.
Alex embodied that natural charisma. He could come up with any stupid idea and for sure, a line of people ready to dive headlong with him would be guaranteed.
Shaking his head, Derek climbed into the ride. The seats were arranged in a “U” with the curve of the “U” against the wall separating the chauffeur cabin from the passengers. The remaining seats hugged the sides of the limo.
Maroon leather. It contrasted the white limo well. The lighting was dim and pulsed regularly.
Alex crashed into a seat opposite to Derek, laughing manically. He leaned forward, yelling something inaudible over the deep pounding of the bass that drowned him out.
Derek slid down the couch and grabbed the audio control, turning the music to a more realistic setting, all the while looking Alex in the eyes, unamused.
Something was different though. It was those eyes. A unique deep blue that Derek never thought could be so unfamiliar and foreign coming from his friend. And then he had met Kaine.