DOWN MEMORY LANE

Location: The Iver family mansion

Jules could barely hear her footsteps when she approached the house. It was a chaos of music--- which could pass for noise--- and drunk teenagers. That wasn't her first time in the Iver house, but it was the first time seeing it in this state. She was never invited to parties like that one because most of the other students at Iver High thought her to be a prude. She was probably one because she studied hard and had excellent grades, but she also drank alcohol and was open to having teenage sex. No one knew about the later part anyways.

Moreover, it didn't matter anymore, not since she became the Iver heir's sweetheart. Well, she was restraint to accepting that title at that moment because she was yet to set her eyes on the so-called heir.

She dialed a number as soon as she made it to the poolside and got no response. Where the hell is Jayden? The rest of the party was having fun. Someone stood on top of the swimming pool and jumped with a loud thud into the pool while the rest of the crowd yelled in excitement. Jules sighted a couple making out at a corner of the pool; their rhythmic movement gave them away.

Jules walked back to the living room, almost giving up on her search. She bumped into a guy carrying a glass of vodka, obviously drunk, and her frustration tripled. She dialed again; no response. She decided to sit for a while after struggling to wipe her dress clean. I knew it was risky wearing this. The dress was a gift from her best friend Penelope, who had also gone MIA after the student elections. It was a floral dress with some details on the hems, and its color suited Jules's skin tone perfectly. She had a very light skin tone, adorned with freckles on her cheeks and blue eyes that complimented it. She chose the dress because it was just perfect for the occasion, not too much and not too little. She was not going to show up as a mere Iver housemaid to her boyfriend's victory party, and neither was she going to show up like it was the met gala or something.

In as much as she fell out with her brother, Jamie, over some trivial issue months back, she was still a bit sad that he lost the elections, especially because she felt like she contributed it. Who would support someone who wasn't able to win the support of his own sister? But what was she to do? Jayden had already side-lined her before she could decide who to support? She knew Jamie was mad at her and thus avoided home.

She paused to look around. There were a lot of familiar faces, but she didn't talk to those people. How am I supposed to find Jayden now? Like he could read her mind, someone appeared from behind, carrying a red party cup with something inside, obviously alcohol. "Want some?" Nah. I'll pass". "Okay, so who are you looking for? Jayden?" "Yes, please," she replied, quickly reaching out to hold his hand. It was a bit muscular, and Jules guessed he was probably one of the guys on the football team. "I think he is in his room," he said, and Jules let go of him in sudden realization. Of course, he'd be in his room with his guys."Okay. Thanks a lot … uuhhm…." "Kevin," he cut her short.