Oh, the expression on Alexandria's face. It was a mixture of disbelief and disgust when Keith actually struck a conversation with the Latina. The girl seemed hooked on to him, as if every word he spoke was something she had to hang on to. The other jocks were escorted away to privacy, but Keith was still there, talking like the smoothest guy in the world with more and more girls who joined him. Alex finished her fourth beer and cursed quietly, thinking about Erika and what she had potentially told Keith. There was just no doubt about Erika having something to do with his new demeanor.<br/><br/>This wasn't fair in her mind. She didn't like people fighting back like this. It was a bunch of nonsense. Alex kept staring as David suddenly stumbled over to Keith, something in his hand. He was laughing as he sat down next to Keith and offered him some ecstasy while a whore was rubbing his shoulders in a loving manner. Her eyes narrowed and she tilted her head. "Come, do it." She whispered. "Take the fucking treat. It's fun." She knew pretty damn well that ecstasy was anything but fun. Hoping that David would put some pressure on Keith, Alex ordered a fifth beer, receiving a couple of intrigued looks from those who were sitting at the counter as well. The alcohol would kick in soon, undoubtedly.