01-12-2020, 08:39 PM
(This post was last modified: 01-12-2020, 09:00 PM by ROXANNE R..)
(it's a greaser AU if the title wasn't obvious enough HANFJGJG)
She sat at the back of the car with a milkshake in her hand not paying any attention to what was going on as her friend drove them to school chatting away about the boys. She rolled her eyes at the mention of men, she wasn't really paying much attention to them even if they always turned their eyes in hers. She smirked at the thought only to sip from the straw protruding from her drink seeing that they were already in the parking lot. They weren't the only ones in the parking lot with catchy colors, her gaze fixated onto a car with a bunch of men wearing leather jackets. One of them in particular peeking her interest, the straw still placed between pearly lips before she was nudged by one of her Pink Ladies as they began to tease her. "Me and a greaser? Y'all batshit crazy, m'father would throw an absolute fit and have my head. Fuck, I don't see whatcha ladies see in em," Yet the whole time she was saying this, she was watching him from the corner of her eye only to stand on the carseat and slide off the car gracefully with a mischievous smile tugging at her lips. She began to make her way to her school no longer looking in the direction of the greasers, she seriously didn't want to get in trouble on the first day of school.
She threw her milkshake away hearing her friends telling her to wait up but she was already walking through the doors with such a confidence. Senior year, it was finally her time to shine, no longer was she that shy freshman that got pushed around. No, Roxanne Roux had grown into a fine young woman and she was ready to climb whatever mountain to get her diploma and graduate. The thought made her heart flutter, she finally arrived at her locker only to pull out her school schedule which she had her combination written on in nice, cursive. She started messing around with the lock until she felt someone rest their hand on the locker she was trying to open. She frowned looking at the culprit saying with a shake of her head "D'ya mind, I'm trying to open it." She felt a pang of frustration as she stood back with her arms folded across her chest. "character's speech."
She sat at the back of the car with a milkshake in her hand not paying any attention to what was going on as her friend drove them to school chatting away about the boys. She rolled her eyes at the mention of men, she wasn't really paying much attention to them even if they always turned their eyes in hers. She smirked at the thought only to sip from the straw protruding from her drink seeing that they were already in the parking lot. They weren't the only ones in the parking lot with catchy colors, her gaze fixated onto a car with a bunch of men wearing leather jackets. One of them in particular peeking her interest, the straw still placed between pearly lips before she was nudged by one of her Pink Ladies as they began to tease her. "Me and a greaser? Y'all batshit crazy, m'father would throw an absolute fit and have my head. Fuck, I don't see whatcha ladies see in em," Yet the whole time she was saying this, she was watching him from the corner of her eye only to stand on the carseat and slide off the car gracefully with a mischievous smile tugging at her lips. She began to make her way to her school no longer looking in the direction of the greasers, she seriously didn't want to get in trouble on the first day of school.
She threw her milkshake away hearing her friends telling her to wait up but she was already walking through the doors with such a confidence. Senior year, it was finally her time to shine, no longer was she that shy freshman that got pushed around. No, Roxanne Roux had grown into a fine young woman and she was ready to climb whatever mountain to get her diploma and graduate. The thought made her heart flutter, she finally arrived at her locker only to pull out her school schedule which she had her combination written on in nice, cursive. She started messing around with the lock until she felt someone rest their hand on the locker she was trying to open. She frowned looking at the culprit saying with a shake of her head "D'ya mind, I'm trying to open it." She felt a pang of frustration as she stood back with her arms folded across her chest. "character's speech."