a girl who does almost anything to
fit in, finds herself involved with a
bad boy after she accepts a dare that
changes everything for the socs and
greasers.
𝗲𝘅𝘁𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲. . .
STARTED? 01/01/24
COMPLETED? 11/02/34
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AS NIKI WALKED INTO CHOI MISO'S PREPPY HOME, HIS EYES JUMPED FROM ONE EXPENSIVE THING TO THE NEXT.
The Choi's had the latest outselling sofa that had a gold rim around the outline of the seating, showing just how much it was worth. There were family portraits on the white painted walls, and the wooden floor was spotless — and the boy couldn't help but envy the girls wealth.
Niki expected a Socs home to look this way. It was a whole lot different to his scatty home that had holes in the walls due to his mothers angry outbursts, and bottles of half drunken beer bottles on the floor.
"Come on." Miso softly spoke, taking hold of the Nishimura boys larger hand and leading him upstairs and to her bedroom.
"Sit." She ordered, and gently pushed him so that he would sit on her double bed whilst she went to search for clothes he could change into.
Niki sat in silence as he looked around the girls room. It hadn't changed much since the last time he was in there, however he did notice some small changes — like the clothes that she'd hang on her wardrobe door, planning to wear them next day were no longer apparent, the jacket that Ria gave her was in a box on her vanity table, and some of the picture frames that contained photos of her family had been placed down.
Once the Choi girl eventually returned to the bedroom, she had a set of dark clothing folded up in her arms. "They're my brothers," She sighed out and outstretched her arms for Niki to take the clothes. "I tried to find the comfiest, and not most stuck-up thing ever." Miso smiled, and Niki couldn't help but bite his lip as he looked up at her and chuckled lowly.
"Thanks, Doll." He stood from the bed as Miso opened the door to her bathroom, allowing him in so he would wash up.
Once the door was shut and Miso heard the shower turn on, she sat herself down on her pink, silk sheets and bit down on her lip to try and contain the massive smile that was threatening to appear. She was beginning to like the Greaser a lot. She liked the way he would look at her, and how his eyes softened. She liked the way he would speak to her differently than to his friends. She liked the way he treated her. She liked that he was kind and funny and knew how to make her feel special, even though he came across as intimidating.
She liked him.
All of him.
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When Niki had finished cleaning up, Miso's gaze moved away from her fingernails and over to the bathroom door, where the boy walked out from.
He was clad in a simple black sweater and a pair of denim, loose fit jeans. His two toned hair was damp and the towel that he'd let sit around his neck made Miso gulp as she looked up at him. It was like she was caught in a trance as her eyes moved from his dark eyes and down to his plump lips.
Immediately, once she noticed a smirk tug the boys lips she shook her head, snapping out of the state she was in before excusing herself and entering the shower room, leaving the Nishimura boy alone in her room.
