Wasting it all {Jordan}

[Drake Jesterfeld]

100......570...4967.....

Drake maxed out his credit card finally, not like his parents cared, he had more and his spending wouldn't put a dent in their budget. So what the hell, another credit card pulled out, some more money wasted on his pointless shopping.

I don't even need half of these.. Drake dropped into one of the central couches that lined the centre of the mall, above five bags surrounding him, he'd dismissed his personal shopper with about 10 more to send the expensive clothes home, he didn't need to look like a girl with 50 bags underarm struggling to balance themselves out.

The boy drew out a cell phone and pack of cigarettes, lighting the latter and flipping over the former, if anyone had a problem with his smoking they'd have a fight. He dialed one of his burlesque clubs, making sure they had his usual seat open-it's been a long day-otherwise someone was getting fired. The management underneath him hadn't been up to his high standard lately, they'd feel his wrath soon enough. He leaned back, his head tilted towards the ceiling, watching people on higher level and the smoke curl up.

[Jordan Llewellyn]

"Have fun Jordan, you haven't been shopping in who knows how long!"
Ever met a teenage girl has a completely loaded credit card, no parental restrictions, and a free afternoon who doesn't know how to take advantage of it? Yeah, they're pretty rare. But meet Jordan Llewellyn, a prime example.

It's not like she isn't fashion savvy, she just doesn't spend loads and loads of money on clothes. She can spend a hundred dollars at her favorite vintage thrift shop and get at least three outfits. She she felt sort of... lost... in this shopping center filled with high-end designer wears.

Deciding it was just better to sit down for awhile, Jordan found the central seating of the shopping centre and nestled herself in the corner of a two person love seat. Looking up, she noticed a boy, well, closer to a man, sitting nearby smoking. Deciding it was better to just leave him alone, she took out her phone and waited patiently for the text messages that would never come.

[Drake Jesterfeld]

The girl immediately caught his attention from across the mall, not his type-no too young-but she looked fun to toy with. Drake's mind wandered horrible places, it usually did with any girl he found attractive. Oh! And how, she's a blue blood..Yum.

Ever since the Silver Bloods had taken his beautiful blood bond, even thinking he'd not say her name, the need to ravage girls and do whatever he felt was overwhelming. Life wasn't really worth living, so when he did something it was overly extravagant.

He sighed and took a long drag from the cigarette, his smoke flowing onto other shoppers and many cough and gave him dirty looks, he didn't care, one little sniff of secondhand smoke wouldn't give you lung cancer after all. The used stub he snuffed into a planter behind the couch, his eyes lingering on the girl obviously watching her cell phone just to be distracted.

"Aren't you a little young to have a cell phone?" His voice wasn't loud, but it was enough to carry across the space and above the noise of the crowds.

[Jordan Llewellyn]

He looks like a jerk, just ignore him, Jordan thought to herself as she continued to stare at her phone. He's probably just an obnoxious sex-crazed alcoholic or something, she continued to tell herself. But as she tried to ignore the boy, her head shot up upon hearing his voice.

"Uhm, I'm thirteen," she started, "And you look a little young to be smoking," she added. He looked, 17? Something like that.

"Ack, I'm never going to get a message," she said softly to herself, stowing the phone into her purse. She looked disapprovingly at the very few bags that sat before her. "Ahh, Mom will be so disappointed in me," she commented with a chuckle.

[Drake Jesterfeld]

"Never too young to start smoking," he snickered, not like it really would affect his health, being immortal did have it's advantages occasionally, he took another long drag, his eyes fluttering shut for a moment.

"Shop some more, Barney's has a new shipment," Drake teased, silly young girls didn't know what was fun, shopping was just something Drake did when he was bored, "Maybe your mommie won't be so dissapointed if you blow a few thousand there, I was headed that way myself."