Alexandria turned to look at Keith when he asked what parties were like. A smile slowly formed on her lips.<br/><br/>"Unforgettable, in every possible way."<br/><br/>She was right about it, too. Only a couple of days later it was Saturday. Alexandria's parties were something that took high school and college partying to a new level. The yard was full of people she knew more or less, but who all knew her quite well. Populars from other high schools, populars from college and of course populars from St Elois. In short, all the people that meant anything, that had any money in their pockets and a wild side, were there and the party had been in full swing since the first wave of people arrived, carrying all the alcohol they could. Music was blasting so loud that upstairs, on the third floor of the massive Luckett family house, in Alexandria's room, Erika expressed her concern of neighbors complaining.<br/><br/>"Don't worry, boo." Alexandria replied, adjusting her white bikini in front of her mirror. "I had a word with the neighbors on Friday. You know how I can be such a sweetheart!" She glanced at Erika who giggled.<br/><br/>"Keith?" She called out, knocking on her private bathroom's door. "Are you done changing?" Alexandria winked at Erika who winked back and jumped up when her cellphone rang. It had to be her drug dealer friend, because her eyes lit up in a mischievious manner before she skipped out of the room. Alexandria returned back in front of her mirror, running fingers through her thick golden hair. Tonight she really wanted to drink and have fun and just... forget. That's what she always wanted at parties. Drink and dance until she forgot who she was. It felt incredibly, until a babysitter like Erika stopped her from drinking her fourth vodka shot.