The Black Tie party
Christmas break soon arrived. Christmas morning Cassandra, Christy and their youngest sister Carolina opened their presents from "Santa" and then did a round trip of visiting some relatives that they had in New York. That night was the Gotti's black tie party. Cassandra and Christy wore the same dress, which was a halter with a diamond brooch in the middle. Cassandra's dress was green and Christy's red. Their hair was up in a Spanish style bun. The party started at 8:00 and they arrived at 8:45. Cassandra walked in and saw a lot of people that went to her school. When Frankie saw Cassandra walk in it seemed like everything around him started moving in slow motion.
"Is that Cassandra?" Carmine asked when he noticed Frankie staring at her.
"Yea, isn't she beautiful."
"Yea she is, you should ask Christy to introduce you to her."
"I will." As they walked in their direction Cassandra split from Christy's side and walked over to the bar.
"Can I ask what a lovely lady like yourself will be drinking tonight?" the bartender asked.
"Water."
"Just water?"
"Yea, that will be great."
"So Christy do you think you can introduce me to your sister?" Frankie asked.
"Yea," she grabbed his hand, "come on."
"Hi, I'm Kevin," Kevin said sitting down next to Cassandra.
"Hi Kevin," Cassandra said.
"Why aren't you smiling?"
"Because I don't know anybody here, I just came with my parents and sister."
"Who's your sister?"
"Christy."
"Christy Tortoni?"
"Yea."
"So then you must be Cassandra."
"How did you know?"
"I just do," Kevin saw Frankie and Christy coming their way, "it was nice meeting you Cassandra."
"Yea, it was nice meeting you too Kevin," he got up and walked away.
"Cassandra I want you to meet somebody," Christy said, "Frankie Cassandra, Cassandra Frankie."
"Hi," Frankie said outstretching his hand, "it's nice to meet you."
"Hi Frankie, don't I have you for a few of my classes?" Cassandra asked. He sat down next to her.
"Yea, actually four of them."
"Well then you must have seen me tell that girl off. Please don't take that the wrong way she just really pissed me off," she said kind of embarrassed.
"I actually thought it was great," he said with a smile, "it was seriously about time somebody stood up to her, every girls scared to, and you didn't even know her and did it, it's nice to see a girl that stands up for herself." Christy slowly walked away.
"Well then do I get a prize?" she asked.
"How does a walk outside with me sound?"
"Great, but I need to get my coat first," she looked around, "um where is it?"
"In the coat room, come on," They walked to the coatroom and Cassandra got her white fur coat.
"Wow, this whole twenty degrees thing is going to take some serious getting used to," Cassandra said when they walked outside.
"Yea, this is nothing though," Frankie said, "so are you a sports fanatic like your sister?" he asked.
"Um, well I'm a swimmer and a gymnast, but I am mostly about the arts."
"As in?" he asked as they turned the corner.
"Music, art, dance, and…" she stopped.
"And?"
"Cooking, I like to cook."
"Really?"
"Yea," she said confidently.
"So do I," he said.
"You're not just saying that right?"
"No seriously, I actually want to own a restaurant one day."
"I do too."
"Cool, now lets talk about something you did on a certain Saturday night," Frankie said sitting down on a bench.
"What are you talking about?" she asked.
"Racing?"
"Oh, please do not tell my sister."
"Why?"
"Because I used to do it in Miami and I got into a fight and she found out about it and told my parents and they took my car away for a month."
"A month?" he asked.
"Yea, and it's not like the fight was my fault, I tried to walk away from the girl but she just stayed next to me screaming in my ear accusing me of cheating, and she was really starting to bug me so I told her to back off and she pushed me and I pushed her and well you can think of the rest."
"So you won?"
"Yea fair and square, but she thought I cheated."
"I saw you that Saturday, I was there, and you smoked that Range Rover."
"I did, didn't I?"
"Yea, where did you learn to drive like that?"
"I kind of taught myself."
"Have you ever been caught by the cops?"
"No, and it's not like I do it all the time, it's every once in a while, and it needs to be a good race."
"How did you find out about the race?"
"I heard somebody talking about it, saying that this guy Charlie could beat anybody in his Range Rover. I had to check him out so I went and saw him in a few races and told them I wanted in."
"Money?"
"A grand each, before he started I put my window down and he goes "I'll take it easy babe," I laughed at him and said I'm the one that's going to have to take it easy. I revved my engine and put my window back up, then I won."
"I got there as you were putting your window back up, that guy Charlie goes to our school."
"Well I haven't seen him yet, besides I don't think he likes me. I think I'm the first person to beat him in a long time, and the fact that I'm a girl was most definitely a blow to his ego."
"Yea, it was. So what did you do with the money?"
"I bought new art stuff, that's usually what I do, I get new brushes, paint, canvasses and whatever money I have left over I quickly swing by church and leave it. It's the least I can do, I mean he hasn't sent me up there yet and I'm always looking for it, it's like my thank you."
"Aha," he said, "good theory."
"So do you race?"
"Yea, and I'm glad I didn't try to go up against you, it would have been embarrassing."
"Yea it would have been," she said with a smile, "ok can we maybe go back inside, it's really cold."
"Yea." They walked back inside and kept on talking getting to know more about each other. Frankie really liked sports. He played basketball, lacrosse, football, and soccer. It was around one the morning that Cassandra decided to go home.