Classed Divided
Chapter 14
I've told one of my readers (People love to contact me on other platforms, and I love them for that) that there will be smut here, and I fully intend it. Might be this, might be the next (maybe last) chapter, I'm not sure yet.
This house has really transformed. We went even more extreme than last year. I walked through the rooms, pausing to watch Quinn and Ezreal set up the stage. This is one of the only times where people who don't usually live here are allowed into the house.
"You're standing on the wire!"
"So?!"
"We can't move the speaker if you're stood on it!" I smiled as the two of them argued, which faded when Quinn kicked Ezreal's knee and they both dropped the speaker.
"What the hell?!" Garen walked in, and they both looked a bit ashamed. "Lux, go get changed." He was wearing one of his suit shirts and a pair of the same kind of pants, both fully black and the shirt rolled to his elbows. "People will be arriving soon." He patted my shoulder, and I smiled up at him. "Pick that speaker back up!"
"I have the vodka!" As I left the room, Katarina ran past, some bottles in her arms.
"Get back here before I choke you with it!" Lissandra yelled, running after her. "That belongs behind the bar!" As I walked to the stairs, I saw Cassiopeia struggling slightly.
"Do you need some help?" I asked, pulling her arm over my shoulders when she nodded.
"No matter how many times I ask for a stairlift, nobody listens." She sighed as we moved upstairs.
"Maybe we can ask our mutual friends to build one?" I offered, getting a smile from her.
"It would help me, and annoy everybody else at the same time!" Cassiopeia laughed and stepped away from me when we reached the top of the stairs. "Thanks, Lux."
"No problem." As she moved to her room, I walked over to mine and locked the door behind me. I don't want anybody to walk in by accident. After sliding my shoes off, I walked over to my walk-in closet and pulled the door open. Should I really wear a dress? Everything in this closet is immaculately ordered. It would drive me crazy otherwise. I don't feel like wearing a plain dress… What else do I have in here? I doubt that anybody would complement me if I wore the same as Garen. They might even call me a copycat. Wearing jeans and a jacket seems too… plain.
"Lux? Can I come in?" Ashe called, knocking on my door.
"Just a second!" I turned and jogged over to my door, unlocking it and letting the 'Queen' in. "is something wrong, Ashe?"
"No, nothing's wrong." She stepped past me, her black and gold knee-length dress hugging her every curve. "I was just wondering if I could borrow a pair of your earrings."
"Oh, sure!" I walked back to my closet and started looking in the drawers for my jewellery box. "You look very pretty, by the way!"
"I haven't even finished with my makeup yet." When I turned back around, she was stood at my closet's doorway.
"You're pretty without it."
"Well, thank you." Oh! There it is! I had to stand on my toes to get it down from the shelf, and it almost fell onto my head, but I got it. "Why aren't you ready, by the way?"
"I'm still trying to decide what to wear." Ashe took the jewellery box and opened it whilst I turned back to my clothes. "Maybe buying this much clothing was a bad idea."
"I've never heard anybody complain about having too many clothes before." I looked up at Ashe when she stepped next to me, fixing some dangly diamond shaped earrings into her ears. "This shouldn't be too much of a problem. What was Garen wearing?"
"I didn't want to copy him directly."
"It's nice when siblings match. It doesn't have to be an exact copy." Ashe met my eyes, smiling.
"Well, he was wearing black suit pants, and the same colour dress shirt." She nodded and stepped forward, moving some of my shirts aside.
"How about this?" She held up a black sleeveless dress shirt. "As for a match…" Ashe handed me the shirt and moved to the other side of the closet, shifting a few of the hangers around. "This should do nicely." Ashe handed me a mid-thigh length pair of white shorts.
"Thank you, Ashe!" She smiled again, handed me the shorts, and kissed the top of my head before leaving.
"People will be arriving soon, so we'll need you downstairs." She said, pulling my door closed. As I was buttoning my shirt up, the front door crashed open, followed by shouting. Most notably, Garen's shouting.
"No! Get out of here!" Somebody else said something. "I don't care!" I put my headband on, slipped a pair of white flats on, and jogged downstairs. I didn't get fully to the door, since most of the house was gathered there. Nobody really said anything as I pushed my way through, since I was of course the shortest, but Sejuani caught me by putting an arm over my shoulders.
"Look, I don't give a fuck what you say." When I heard that voice, I gripped Sejuani's shirt with both hands and hid part of myself behind her. If she minded, she didn't say anything. Why is Vi here? I mean. I'm not complaining, but why?
"You are not coming in! You were not invited!" Garen yelled again. I was close enough to see Lissandra and Prince Jarvan pull him away.
"I'm here to help Sona, if you didn't notice the equipment that I'm carrying." There was a pause, and I'm guessing that Sona was signing. "That's gonna be a kick in the ass."
"What did she say?" Ashe asked.
"That it's both of us, or neither of us." Another pause. "And she was told that she could bring anybody she wanted." I heard Garen cursing.
"Garen, go inside!" Tryndamere, Ashe's boyfriend yelled. He lived in another house, even though he probably belonged in this one. "You're not helping!" It wasn't long before he stormed past, nearly knocking people over. I still don't see what his problem is with Vi.
"We might need to chain 'im to a radiator." Fiora mused, looking down the hallway.
"Kinky." Sejuani grinned, getting a glare. I have no idea what that means.
"Alright." We all looked back at the open door when Ashe spoke. "Sona, we did tell you that you could bring a friend, and since she isn't dressed like a slob, I see no problem with Vi being here."
"Did I just hear that right?" We turned again at the sound of Caitlyn's voice. "Vi's here?" She was wearing a long black dress that was slit from the ankle to close to the waist on her right side.
"She is." I didn't even notice Jayce in front of us. "Sona brought her."
"Just Sona, or the entire lineup of Pentakill?" Caitlyn asked again, hiding the bottom half of her face. Is she okay?
"Just Sona." Sejuani said. It might be nice to see over everybody's heads.
"Would you all clear the hallway?" Jarvan said, standing at the doorway. "This isn't a show, and people need to get through." A few people grumbled, but everybody started to move, which involved Sejuani pulling me along with her. I did see Sona walk by wearing a skin-tight full body suit. She was carrying a helmet under one arm, and making one-handed signs to Vi.
"No, no, you know full well that I have fucking clue how to set any of this up." I watched her walk past in awe. I didn't think Vi owned a suit, but here she is in a white suit vest, blue undershirt rolled to her elbows, yellow tie, black dress pants, and black and white dress shoes. I could only stop staring when she vanished from view.
"Ashe was right; she's not dressed like a slob." Jayce chuckled. I was still half-attached to Sejuani. "Maybe I can get a look in."
"Jayce, you're barking so far up the wrong tree, you're not even in the right forest." Even Fiora couldn't muffle a laugh at Caitlyn's comment.
"You're my sister, you're supposed to be nice to me."
"I am nice. I was giving you the truth." Wriggling my way out from under Sejuani's arm, I jogged down the hall to the large living room, where the couches were now pushed against the walls, the TV was moved to another room for safety, and a large square of linoleum covered the carpet. Surprisingly, Sona and Vi were the only people in the room.
"You got it up?" Sona, stood behind what looked like some sort of desk, ran her hands over it, smiling when it illuminated, and a bassline started pumping through the many speakers. Neither of them noticed me, they just smiled at each other.
"It's starting!" Talon brushed past me. Vi handed Sona her helmet, and when she put it on, the lights changed.
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Four hours into the party, and the atmosphere was heavy and electric. Sona seemed to have endless energy, the music pumping constantly through the large amount of speakers. Every now and then, she made the hand gesture for a drink, and people fell over each other trying to bring one to her. I'm actually quite amazed. I wish I had her stamina. Sejuani had already picked me up and spun me around a couple of times in an attempt to get me to dance, and I escaped out of the room.
"Hey, take this." Somebody that I think was called Graves handed me a full bottle of a murky alcohol as he walked past, his arm around another guys waist.
"Cute kid." He chuckled, tipping his hat to me. Keeping hold of the bottle, I moved around the large number of people, dodging and weaving between the sweaty bodies and sometimes grabbing hands. Drunk people are weird. I knew that one of the smaller rooms would be empty. When I stepped inside, I sighed. Caitlyn was leant against one of the walls, with Vi leaning over her, whispering into her ear. As soon as the former saw me, she dropped her drink, which scared Vi, and made her stand up.
"Oh, uh, hey." Vi grinned, turning away and taking a drink.
"You don't need to panic, I won't tell anybody." I smiled, putting the bottle down on the short table in the middle of the room.
"But you know?" Caitlyn asked, groaning when I nodded. "How did you find out?"
"You're not as secretive as you think." It may look like I'm keeping cool, but my mind is just a field of static and white noise.
"Well, if that's the case," Vi turned back around and leaned over Caitlyn, laughing when she was pushed away. "C'mon, Cupcake."
"Not tonight, Vi." Caitlyn took the drink out of her hand, kissed her cheek, and started to leave the room. "Have fun, though."
"She's such a cunt tease." Vi sighed, dropping into one of the chairs. "She's the one that pulled me into here with teeth on my neck." I tried to hide my blush as I sat on the arm of the chair, and I smiled when she looked up at me. "You look really cute, y'know that?"
"How much have you had to drink?" I asked, watching her move to sit up.
"Quite a lot. Jayce was giving me shot after shot. I think he wanted a fuck, but he's not the kinda guy to grab me like that." I didn't think he would be. "I did give him a kiss, though."
"He sounds lucky." My heart felt heavy, and Vi gave me a confused look.
"What… lucky? I…" I jumped slightly as she leaned forward, one arm behind me on the chair. "What do you mean?"
"That he was lucky." We stared at each other for a few seconds.
"Come here a sec." I squeaked as Vi pulled me onto her lap. The surprise didn't last long, because I then started to get worked up in two ways. I was sat sideways on her lap, my legs still over the arm of the chair. One of her hands rested on my leg, just above my knee, and the other rested on the back of my head. Panic noises started to bubble in my throat as much as my heartrate elevated.
"W-what are you doing?" Her eyes closed, and she pressed our foreheads together. This is… Swallowing my nerves, I closed my own eyes and moved my hands onto her stomach, having to dig my fingers in a bit to feel out her muscles. I felt the same hitch in her throat as before.
"Why did you run before?" I almost jumped at her question.
"Ahri scared me. I thought that she'd spread rumours." I felt Vi laugh and move her hand from my leg to my hip. "She won't spread rumours, right?
"Nah, she doesn't care enough." I opened my eyes to look at her expression and Vi looked… content. I don't think I've ever seen her with this expression. Okay, when I was 'researching', I noticed a trend. I wonder if it works. Lifting one of my hands, I curled my fingers under Vi's chin and ran my thumb over her bottom lip. It worked exactly how I wanted it to. Still with her hand on the back of my head, Vi kissed me hungrily, as if she hadn't seen me in years. I did feel the same, though. I gripped her tie and pulled gently, my other hand still on her stomach. When she pulled away, I made a noise.
"What's wrong?" When I opened my eyes, Vi's head was over the back of the chair, and she had a goofy smile on her face.
"I don't want to come on too strong. I thought I scared you off before." I smiled and let go of her tie. I don't like the idea of strangling her by mistake.
"You're not scaring me off, don't worry." A thought crossed my mind, and I grinned.
"You're kinda scaring me with that evil grin. What are you thinking about?"
"I'm just thinking that I'd like to make a dream become reality." I almost laughed at the confusion on her face. "When nobody's looking, sneak upstairs." I got off of her lap and smoothed my clothes out.
"I'm bringing the whiskey you brought in."
"Whatever you like, Vi." Giving her another smile, I left the room, thankful that I didn't see anybody that would stop me.
You all know what's coming, I just decided to be annoying.