Kristina's POV
"We're not friends," Johnny tells the dirty blonde haired female who has her arm on Derrick's.
I sigh, "Derrick is an old friend."
"Yeah, Kris and I go way back. Don't we Kristina?"Derrick asks with a sly smile that leaves me wondering what his intention is.
"Yep, back in prep school together. I didn't expect you to be here tonight," I say in my sweetest voice.
"I wouldn't miss this gala for the world. It's good for publicity. Local celebrity at Hospital Fundraiser," he announces what will surely be tomorrow's headline.
"Local celebrity?" Johnny asks confused.
"Derrick Adams is only like the next big thing," the blonde says.
"How rude of me. I didn't even introduce you to my date. This is Angelique Moreau,the model," he announces.
"You're French?"I ask even though I don't detect a hint of accent.
"Dad's French, Mom's American and I grew up in NYC," she explains.
I take a good look at her. This model is hot. She's skinny but curvy and damn if she isn't rocking the hell out of that LBD. Derrick is such a loser flaunting his model conquest in front of me.
"I'm Kristina Corinthos and this is my date for the evening Johnny Zacchara," I say placing my hand on Johnny's shoulder.
"How cute the Mob Prince and the Mob Princess attending the gala together,"
"So they are a part of this mob I've heard about when googling Port Charles?" dim model asks in her baby voice.
"Yep. Kristina's father practically runs this town and Johnny's always been in his shadow," Derrick says.
"I'm in no one's shadow," Johnny speaks up. "Sonny isn't as powerful as he likes to lead people to believe. I've gotten the upper hand plenty of times. And I've been working to build up my business again."
"You make the mob sound fascinating and complex," pipes up the model. "Are you likes the ones on The Sopranos or in The Godfather?" she asks.
Johnny shakes his head than answers with a laugh, "No, but Sonny wishes he was. He's not even Italian so he'll never be a part of The Five Families like I am."
"I don't think the charity gala for the hospital is a place to discuss the mob," I say. "After all we all are here to support the children."
"Yes those cute little children sick in the hospital. Sometimes I come to the hospital and go to the NICU to see the babies and give the new mothers gifts," Derrick says
"He's so generous like that," his date gushes before leaning up to kiss him on the cheek.
Blech! She makes me sick but Johnny actually seems amused by her.
"Our table is 71, what's yours?" Johnny asks.
"71 too, we're table buddies!" she squeals.
"Then let's all sit down and get properly acquainted," Derrick suggests.
"Great!" I feign enthusiasm.
"So how did you two lovebirds hook up?" Derrick asks us.
"We're not a couple. We just decided to be each other's dates for the night," I tell him.
"A pretty girl like you is still single?" he asks. "I thought for sure some rich guy would swoop in and make you his."
"Kristina isn't interested in men solely for their money," Johnny says. "She actually cares about things beyond social status and bank account."
"Well things have certainly changed since high school, then" Derrick replies.
I appreciate Johnny for trying to stand up for me while Derrick alludes to me being a gold digger. So I was attracted to only the rich popular guys in high school, that all changed junior year. The girl I was then, I'm definitely not now.
"So you're a model, Angelique," Johnny focuses attention on the pretty blonde.
"Yes, you'll see my face at any department store or on big billboards. And I did a swim campaign in the Cayman Islands. I looked so hot on that beach," she says before whipping out her phone to show him pictures.
We're about to sit down when I see my father out of the corner of my eye. I'm wondering what skank her brought as a date and lo and behold it's a new woman. This one is older than the last one though, she's closer to dad's age.
She's about my height with light brown hair that's in a curly updo; she has olive skin and big brown eyes. She's dressed in a Caribbean blue long evening gown that's so modish. The collar cooks around her neck and from the front the dress is solid and conservative but it's got a lace all over the back that dips very low.
Dad catches me staring at his date. I can tell because he winks at me before pulling her into a kiss. Seriously, was that supposed to make me jealous or something? That's something childish my year younger brother Morgan would do.
I sit down next to Johnny who is still being entertained by Angelique. I can't even figure out what he sees in this vapid bitch as she goes on about visiting London, Paris, and Milan.
Derrick is across from me smirking. "Hey Kris, is your mom here?" he asked.
I roll my eyes. "Why would you care?" I retort.
"Your mother used to love me. I just wanna say hi and tell her I'm back in town. She always used to point out how smart I was and tell me I would be successful," he says.
"It was middle school. She was impressed that you won the Science Fair every year and your mother worked as a secretary at her law firm so she had to be nice to you," I tell him. "I seriously doubt she'd be interested in you as an actor."
"I'm thirsty, anyone wanna go get drinks?" Angelique asks.
"I can't drink. I'm 20," I say.
"I'm DD tonight. I'll keep Kristina company while you two head to the bar," Derrick offered as Johnny and Angelique were getting out of their seats.
"I'll bring you back a virgin drink," Johnny tells me.
"Great!" I feign enthusiasm.
"Looks like our dates are really hitting it off. Did you see them flirting?" Derrick asks.
I groan. It's gonna be a long night.