"Enshrined as a symbol of the confused, restless and idealistic"
James Dean.

Eric thoroughly enjoyed nights out and would have wingman Derek on his side often. The two would embark on nights of light drug use with easy women. They were not bad boys, but every now and then adventures on private jets with their entrepreneurial and spirit twins Pierre & Rome occurred.

May presented birthday gifts and a surprise buffet in the friend groups private quarter hang.

Courtesy of Wilhelm. Of course the room was branded as the Oscar-Ball Quarter.
Blue leather. Fencing, a family pastime perched for all to bear witness.

Margo, Cole and Issac joined in on the celebration of Eric's 19th.
The Uber rich in Pierre, Rome and their bud Murph also attended.
Room full of who's who of restless left behinds. Chad his girlfriend Chelsea and supermodel children in Presley & Kay also came.

Closed party. Invite only. Not everyone was allowed in, due to clearance.

Carter watched from a dingy basement as his brother was once again on tv after being written out. His restlessness was consumed by the heroin surrounding him.

Carlos contacted his publicist and asked if he would get royalties off his son being on Tv and obvious plug for his reality show.

Eric's birthday was the biggest event on that summer. People worshiping him because they loved his political father over the Isle.
No one really knew Eric. He had no real friends before Queen Ethel's.
Just May.

May spent hours preparing the invitations, collaborating with Eric's friends. Who she seen him on Live Journal and MySpace.

Island renown Brittany's were famous for their sweets, cakes, and all things dessert!
The Esquire of Famous Desserts hand crafted Eric's signature birthday cake. A five layer white chocolate fudge based playboy delight for him to enjoy. It even was topped with his favourite black liquorice trees.

All the glit and glam was spared at no expense other than bloodline, for his party. May was his best friend, and she cherished everything about him. She showered him and his friends in the Oscar-Ball Quarters that day. The Islands son was surrounded by his fellow lost boys and girls of the richest people on all Connors Island.

These young adults were embroidered in detachment. Yet held high by their esteem of themselves.
May made his day, and all in attendance felt alive.

Baychester New York City inlet reported a body of a mid forties black woman scorched to death in what appears to be a car bombing. As though she was burned alive with no apparent cause, a local reporter said on the news.

May Jones was deceased a day after Eric's birthday party.

All of the elite abandons felt the doom of Eric's world crash down. He felt like an onlooker seeing this unfold with nothing he could do!

His heart ripped out.
Wilhelm still didn't come. He did send money.
Eric needed May.
Eric Needed...