*in a club a party takes place, a girl and her friends chats*
Sirina:hey girls, having the time of your lives?
Stacey:duh, girl you throw the best parties
Annabelle: so when's your next party gonna be
Sirina:finish this party first will you *they laugh* hey Stace, I think that guy likes you
Stacey:nah girl, I just came out of a relationship and totally not ready to fall back into another one, plus I think he's staring at you not me
Annabelle:you should totally go talk to him, he's cute
Sirina:if he's cute then you go, I think boys are stupid
Annabelle:what are you saying you're going to be boyfriendless forever
Sirina:one, boyfriendless isn't a word, girlfriend please look into your studies more, two, I ain't boy crazed like you, and three, I don't need some boy being all touchy with me, I'm a bad ass queen all on my own babe
Annabelle: boy crazed isn't a word
Stacey: I think it might be plus even if it wasn't it should be invented for people like you
Annabelle: how mean
Stacey:look his actually coming this way
Sirina: what, great you two have drawn his attention over here
Nicholas: actually you got my attention princess*a tall obviously handsome guy comes over*
Sirina:hi there, I didn't remember inviting you to my private party
Nicholas: you could say I'm the boss of the city I basically own everything so yeah if I wanted I could shut down your party
Sirina: could you now? How cute, so you're the boss of this city
Nicholas:the name's Derek Brown
Sirina:never heard of you
Nicholas: I'm a low-key kinda guy
Sirina:the guy that just boasted of having the authority to shutdown my party is low-key, wow never would have guessed*Nicholas gives an amused chuckle* I'm sirina
Stacey:hey Annabelle you're out of juice
Annabelle: I am?
Stacey:yes now let's go refill it *Annabelle finally grasping the situation followed along*
Nicholas: pretty understanding friends you've got there
Sirina: you think?
Nicholas:so...um....
Sirina: ever heard of the song called "No" by Meghan Trainor?
Nicholas: what?
Sirina: you know, that song, my number is no, my sign is no, my name is no you need to let go
Nicholas: what, so you gonna swing your hips and lick your lips for me now cause I ain't giving up*a annoying smile playing on his lips, at least sirina was annoyed by the smirk*
Sirina: good but I think you should leave me alone now, not interested
Nicholas: I don't think you understand sweetie, your interest doesn't matter, I take what interests me and right now you're my target. Count yourself lucky not many girls gets this amount of words from me
Sirina: *she splashes her drink all over him in anger *Mr "I own the city" or whatever I think you should go back to your institutional home, have you meds and then sleep so your sanity might return, hey jake get over here*sends for her body guard* escort your street rat majesty over here outside and please stop letting mad people crash my parties*like Nicholas said he owed the city and he does, the body guard knew so he kinda hesitated but "Derek Brown" gave him a sign to carry out the order*
Jake: sir please follow me
Nicholas: I see spoiled princess material huh?, my favorite
Sirina: what's with this psycho, jake why are you just standing there carry him out if you have to
Jake:um...*then Nicholas gives him a hand sign saying "actually you should do it, it's been long since someone has lifted me up in the air"* *jake thinks "when will maturity touch this guy for crying out loud"* *he carries him above his shoulder*
Nicholas:weeeeeeeee
Sirina: I knew that guy was crazy, I mean is that seriously suppose to be an image of a full grown mentally stead man?
Annabelle: nah, that dude is so mentally messed up
Stacey: speak for yourself dodo bird*search up the dodo bird and it will make sense, it's said that they don't...well to put it simply they lack common sense, they don't have sense*
Annabelle: I'm a what now, Is suppose to be a nick name or...
Stacey: sure, so sirin baby that didn't go so well now did it
Sirina: boys are stupid, didn't I tell you?
Stacey: ah-ah this one's got special issues
Annabelle: yeah he's loco in the moco
Stacey: and you're mentally healthy?
Annabelle: I think so, sirin, Stacey is being mean
Sirina: Stacey be nice to your sister *there are sisters except for sirina*
Stacey: sorry mom
*Then at midnight after the party, a man in a black car says through the phone "you got her?" Then another
voice comes through the phone "tied and secured sir"*