Option A – Nick and Jordon’s conversation at one of Gatsby’s party
One of the reasons that Gatsby has become so famous around New York is that he throws elaborate parties every weekend at his mansion, lavish spectacles to which people long to be invited. I made the short walk to Gatsby’s house and joined the festivities, feeling somewhat out of place amid the crowd of ecstatic strangers. Gatsby’s party is almost unbelievably luxurious: guests marvel over his Rolls-Royce, his swimming pool, his beach, crates of fresh oranges and lemons, buffet tents in the gardens overflowing with a feast, and a live orchestra playing under the stars. Liquor flows freely, and the crowd grows rowdier and louder as more and more guests get drunk. In this atmosphere of opulence and revelry, Jordan and I, curious to see this “Mr Gatsby” set out to find him. At midnight, Jordan and I went outside to watch the entertainment. We sat at a table when a very well dressed man said that I looked very familiar to him and explain that we served in the same division during the war. He then man introduced himself as none other than Jay Gatsby. His speech was so elaborate and formal, and he had a habit of calling everyone “old sport.” As the party went on , I felt myself being increasingly fascinated with Gatsby but Jordan was always there on the back of my mind. The more time I spent in the company of Jordan Baker , the stronger I was drawn to her. It might have been the alluring way her slender figure snaked itself In and out of the scandals of Tom and Myrtle as well as Daisy and Gatsby , or her cool manner of simmering down daisy when things got heated between tom and daisy and they were bickering over something trivial. Nick was never a man to let a girl know how he felt about her , so he simply watched from a comfortable perch as Jordon sauntered around gatsby’s mansion , encountering old girlfriends , previous competitors and former lovers. Her dress was a simple style , pressed tightly against her , and her golf club was always secured at her side. Nick felt something brush against his shoulder. Fairly accustomed to drunken partygoers , he ignored it. “It’s all quite marvellous , isnt’t it ?” a voice prompted him. Jordan had found her way back to him , apparently bored of all the glitter and intrigue. “But it’s quite ridiculous as well” she rolled her eyes draggin her club across the staircase railing. Nick felt an overwhelming desire to remain silent and allow jordan’s dominant personality to steer the conversation whenever she intented it to go.However , her kohl-enhanced eyes widened in expectation. “Quite marvellous indeed” nick piped up, fiddling with the cuffs of his suit sleeves. “I received an invitation , you know.From mr.gatsby himself” Nick attemped small talk , but was unaware that dabbling in gossip would ensure jordan’s commitment to the conversation. “I hear he killed a man “ Jordan arched her brows with a smirk, “but then again , they probablu say the same thing about me.” “why ever would yo think such a thing?” nick shuffled uncomfortably Jordans eyes danced with laughter and she stood back to survey nick with amusement “a women with a flawless golf record and a string of pearls?” she gave him a sceptical glance, “Now nothing good can come out of that” Nick pursed his lips , not quite sure how to respond. “Well you seem quite content with your lifestyle,” he pointed out gingerly. Jordan chuckled under her breath. It was as though she found nick’s innocence endearing. “Of course I do , Mr. Carraway . I love to golf , but you see , I love to party as well” she gestured to the grand party around her, “and this frightens most men….. and women” she sighed dramatically. To Nick, seeing a woman like Jordan, one who drinks and gambles, he wouldn’t assume that she was too. “Although , you don’t seem too afraid” Jordan noticed, “maybe you’ve benn spending too much time in New York , Mr . Carraway.” “well I - ,” nick fumbled...
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