dirty dancer • hood

Chapter 1

BLADE'S POV-

My love story begins on a sidewalk in the town square. It didn't begin like most stories, however. Yes, most of them begin with a girl and a boy bumping into each other and all that "love at first sight" shit. You know, the typical cliche meeting. I'm not gonna lie to you, that's technically how mine begins too. (Minus the whole "love at first sight" thing, of course.) But I would have never thought that it would start in this particular way.

Wanna know my story? Here it is.

I'm Blade Raelynn Parker. Yes, my name is Blade. Sometimes I go by B, Raelynn, Lynn, or Rae. But mainly Blade. I actually like my name, so if you make fun of it I will not hesitate to knock your teeth out.

I guess you could say I'm no good girl. I have a lip piercing, a nose piercing, an ear piercing (doubles) and a belly button piercing. My hair is dyed ombré (thinking about adding a little pink to the tips), naturally curly, and goes down to my mid-back. I have brown eyes. I get a bunch of compliments on them often.

I live in Sydney, Australia. My parents are rich, so I have a huge house. They don't really pay any attention to me though. They're always away on business trips. They'll be home for a week, then they'll be gone for months. It's tiring, really.

I had a night job as a stripper of some sorts. I wasn't a real stripper. Basically all I did was serve people their drinks in a strip club, but all I was wearing is lingerie. My parents didn't know about it. I worked on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays. The day my story begins is on a Thursday.

I was in the town square, going shopping and buying some new lingerie for that night's job. I had two bags on each arm, and I was heading to Chick Fil A to go get lunch.

I had my phone in my hands, typing away. I was texting my best friend, Luke. He's just like me. Only he has parents that actually care about him.

I bumped into someone, and dropped my bags into the concrete below me.

I look up to meet the eyes of the person I bumped into.

He had big brown eyes, that strangely resembled a puppy's. He had brown, almost black hair. It was up in a quiff, and he had a black beanie that had "BADA$$" on the front. He had on a gray Green Day shirt with black skinnies. His pants had rips in the front, just like mine. Also similar to me, he had on black vans. He had a lip piercing and an eyebrow piercing.

I had to admit, he was pretty attractive. He was like my long lost twin. It was honestly scary.

"Hey, watch where you're going, neanderthal!" I said, annoyance lacing my words. I leaned down to grab my bags from off the ground.

"I could say the same about you, bitch." He retorted, smirking.

"Oh really? I could eat a bowl of alphabet soup and shit out a smarter comeback than that." I said, chuckling at the mystery boy's stupidity.

"If you bitched anymore, I would think it was that time of the month for you." He said, rolling his eyes.

I laughed. "How long did it take you to come up with that one?"

"You know what? I don't argue with idiots like you. They lower me down to their level and beat me with their experience." He said, glaring at me.

"I'd honestly like to see things from your point of view, but I can't get my head that far up my ass." I said, laughing and shoving past him. I looked over my shoulder at him, an I saw him standing there, gaping at me. I smiled and winked at him, then turned my head forward and headed off to lunch.

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-Emma