𝘚𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯 | ᵍᵉᵒʳᵍⁱᵉ ᶜᵒᵒᵖᵉʳ ˣ ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ

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May, 1992

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Y/n Marie-Jones underwent a life changing move across the world, from the large city of Sydney, Australia to a small town In Texas in the United States.

Her parents, Keith Jones and Fiona Marie left their jobs in Sydney as Fiona was offered a large amount of money to take over the main law firm in Medford. Keith had always been an entrepreneur and following their move to Texas he opened a tire shop.

Y/n turned 17 a week ago and just enrolled in Medford high to complete his final year of school.

Back in Sydney y/n was an Irish dancer. A very good Irish dancer. She had competed and won many first places. Her parents had basically planned out her future. She would be a professional Irish dancer and go to Worlds and win, travel the world then get married and settle down and have kids by the time she is 30.

She was their 'perfect' daughter. Straight A student, very pretty and polite.

Y/n's relationship with her mother was strained. They just didn't get along. Fiona pushed y/n to do her best and created harsh punishments when she didn't win that dancing competition or get the highest grade in the class, etc.

Though they didn't get along, Fiona bragged to anyone that would listen about how perfect y/n was.

Y/n's relationship with her father was fine, they just didn't talk much.

It was currently hot outside and y/n was in a white tank top and a blue denim skirt as she sorted her stuff for storage.

"Are you kidding me?" Y/n heard her father yell angry from the other room.

She followed to go see what's wrong and saw her father in the laundry room trying to fix the clothes washing machine.

Y/n scoffed and laughed. "I guess buying a used washer from a sketchy guy in a alley wasn't the best choice." She said.

"Funny." Her father scoffed.

"I told you to buy a new one!" Fiona yelled from the kitchen.

Y/n and Keith Ignored her.

"So has it cooked itself? Because I have clothes I need to wash." Y/n said, she had about a mountain of dirty clothes in her room.

"I'll try and at least fix it temporarily while we search for a good new one, but you're better off going to the laundromat." Keith said.

Y/n didn't say anything except huff and walk back to her room.

She collected her laundry and checked the yellow pages for a laundromat. She decided to go to the closest one.

It was called 'Medford Wash' and she drove her dads car their since she hadn't bought one herself yet. She had her license (not an American one yet) but not a car. She had saved up and had gotten a job at a local restaurant so she did have some money.

Y/n took her basket of dirty clothing Into the shop and found an unoccupied washer. She wasn't quite sure how to work this model and seemed to be struggling quite a bit.

"Seriously?" Y/n complained as now the washer was jammed.

"Need a hand?"

Y/n turned and saw a boy who looked to be her age. She had to admit he was quite good looking and wore a friendly smile. He must have worked here.

"The machine is stuck." She sighed.

"That tends to happen with number five," the guy said in his strong Texan accent. "Sometimes we need to give her a good..."

He moved and shook the washer roughly.

"There we go." He smiled at her.

"I should have guessed." Y/n chuckled.

"I ain't seen you in here before." He said as it was a small town.

"I just moved here from Australia," y/n explained.

"That's why you have an interesting accent."

"I can say the same for you." Y/n smirked and he laughed.

"What brings you to Texas?" He went onto ask.

Y/n sighed. "My mothers work, but I think they were just trying to get away from my grandparents to be honest." She said.

"Oh, well welcome to Medford," he said. "I'm Georgie."

"Y/n." She smiled again and shook his hand. She actually kinda liked him.

More then kinda actually.

She quickly realised why she came here and turned back to the washer.

"And now that we're on a first name basis I'm gonna throw my underwear in here." She said and gestured to the machine.

"And since I'm a gentleman, I ain't gonna look." Georgie said and turned away.

Y/n began putting her underwear, bras and her other clothes in the washer and did see George looking.

"You're peeking." She called him out.

"I know." Georgie turned to look at her then walked away.

Y/n rolled her eyes but still with a smile on her face as she continued putting her clothes in the washer.

Authors Note
First chapter! Also let me know if any Georgie x reader fics you know cause I can't find any!!!