The Party Crashers
Orphan Brigade [High School Years]: Geoffs boys are growing up fast. They’re attending High School, meeting girls and participating in epic heists.
Trigger Warning: Guns and Violence
Ryan’s parents were typical socialites. They were always well dressed with faux-perky personalities. Every weekend was spent at extravagant events all over the city. They would grasp any excuse to host parties of their own. Which was why Ryan had dreaded his graduation.
The party was an over the top, lavish affair. Filled with people he barely recognised and had no interest in socialising with. He counted down the hours until he could escape to Geoffs penthouse and spend the rest of the night with his true family.
Ryan looked up with a relieved sigh as he spotted Meg walk through the door. She had a similar upbringing to him. Their mothers were close friends, so he had known her since she had been born. Meg was one of the few people who understood how draining and dull the socialite lifestyle could actually be.
He walked over with a calm smile, passing her a drink. “Purple today huh?” He asked, gesturing to her glistening hair.
“You should have seen my moms face when she saw it.” Meg laughed discreetly. “I thought her head was going to implode. You’d think it was the end of the world the way she reacts.”
“Well, I think it suits you.” Ryan complimented her with an easy smile. Meg was a good friend and helped him to feel more at ease despite the situation.
His peace was short lived as gun shots were heard at the entrance to the party.
“What the hell…?” Ryan muttered under his breath.
“Where is he?!” A brutish man stormed into the party, waving the gun above his head. Two other burly men followed behind him. “Where is the Vagabond!”