I'm at the Marina on the Hudson River at five sharp. There are so many yachts anchored at the wharf.
(Where is Marc and everyone else?)
As I walk along trying to find them, I spot someone familiar.
"Oh..."
He turns around and faces me.
Izaac: "Huh? What are you doing here?"
"Seriously? Is that how you greet people?"
??: "[Y/N]!"
A wave of relief runs through me when I see Marc grinning as he approaches us and Alex is with him.
Alex: "Nice outfit."
Alex gives me a once over and says, "You look good."
"Thanks."
Izaac: "I didn't know she was coming."
Marc: "Oh? Did I forget to tell you?"
He says, obviously playing dumb.
Alex: "The more the merrier."
Marc: "That's the spirit. So, let's go."
Marc puts his arm around my shoulders, and we keep walking.
Izaac follows behind with a sour look on his face.
When we board the yacht, a young guy approaches us.
??: "Hey, Alex."
Alex: "Hey, Ahmed. Thanks for inviting us. You've got a pretty looking boat there."
Ahmed: "Thanks. It's nowhere near as nice as your dad's, but it'll do."
Ahmed's the host, so he leads the way and shows us around. The yacht's got three bedrooms and a huge lounge area. The walls and furniture are done in a nice combination of oak and marble details.
"Wow... This place is amazing."
I can't help but be floored by beautiful everything is.
Izaac: "The wood details are beautiful."
Ahmed: "Oh! You have a good eye. We used only the best wooden interior."
They continue talking about the boat's interior design. I'm surprised to see Izaac knows about the subject.
(Ahmed must be really rich, even for the Upper East Side.)
My curiosity gets the best of me, and I ask Alex in a small voice.
"What does Ahmed do?"
Alex: "He's just a regular university student."
"Yeah, right."
(How can he afford a yacht then?)
Noticing my reaction, Marc joins the conversation.
Marc: "His dad's an oil tycoon."
"Now that makes sense."
I go to school with these guys, but our lives are on such levels.
(I'm lucky to be able to tag along with them...)
At some point the boat leaves the dock while I'm lost somewhere in my own thoughts. We slowly sail, and soon, the sunset casts a beautiful golden glow on the Hudson River.
I go over to where the guys are hanging out. It seems that they are playing poker.
Marc: "Izaac wins again? What the-", he cries loudly.
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Gossip Girl Party || Izaac Martin || Season 1
العاطفيةHe is the sole heir to one of the biggest financial conglomerates in the world. As you'd expect, he's used to having it all, and won't take no for an answer. Cold and unapproachable, this guy hardly seems like boyfriend material. However, as you tw...
