[for Daniel]

--Friday, July 4th||Serena and Blair's beach party--

It was a party. Jack loved parties and he'd been asked to help by the prettiest underage-off-limits-don't-even-say-hello girl named Serena. Okay, so maybe he'd flirted a little. It didn't really matter in the end, since he'd spent the day with Owen and gotten him here, gotten him a drink, and then another, then told him he'd be right back. It wasn't a party if he didn't talk to a few people. Jack had kept up with Owen fairly well in the shots department and was feeling loose and warm and good. Let Owen get trashed, he was just nicely tipsy. Jack had left the tux behind in favor of a pair of shorts and a wifebeater, which seemed to be the uniform of most of the people here. Jack looked around, smiled and flirted and said hello to more than one person before he looked over...

And there was Daniel.

Jack dropped everything and headed straight for him.