＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ IN WHICH 'king karate' is finally put in his place, by none other than West Valley highs best girl.
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＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ IN WHICH a girl who does not desire love, finds it in all the wrong places.
karate kid
oc x johnny lawerence
continues...
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WHAT A BASTARD. Rosie hadcontinuted her night as soon as she stepped out of the party. She made a point to tell Lori she was leaving, who was obviously upset at the information but understood completely.
When she left, the girl headed straight to the nearest shop; going to buy the biggest bottle of vodka she could find.
The shop keeper knew better than to id a rich, Enico brat who was clearly already drunk.
So, at this moment in time, Rosie Garcia was perched on an empty sun lounger on the beach. She wasn't sure of the time — not that she cared anyways.
It was peaceful.
Rosie liked coming to the beach. It was like her safe place, no one was ever there after ten pm anyways .
The sound of the waves crashing and the occasional gust of wind always seemed to calm her down (especially if she had alcohol with her).
It didn't take her all that long to get through half the bottle, leaving her extremely drunk.
As she stared out at the dark water, the girl suddenly heard a bottle smashing and it definitely wasn't hers since hers was held tightly in her right hand.
Turning around —a little scared— Rosie was more than disappointed to see the only person she hated. "For god sake! What are you doing here Lawrence?"
Johnny was almost infront of her, although he didn't have his usual jump in his step, instead he was practically falling all over the place.
"Rosie? Oh thank god" The boy slurred, taking a seat on the sun lounger next to hers. Rosie was far too drunk of this.
If there was only thing she was good at; it was reading people (and she was good at a whole lot of things.)
So, even though she hates his guts, Rosie just held out the bottle for him to take — Not knowing how else to comfort such an asshole.
"I tried to apologise" Johnny muttered his sentence, on some level hoping she didn't hear. Oh but she did.
Rosie's head perked up, apologise?. "I didn't think the big bad Johnny Lawrence ever apologised" A sarcastic smile accompanied the girls lips, which where now red and swollen from the amount of alcohol she'd consumed.
"Well, I was a real ass to you tonight" The blonde took a large swig of the almost empty bottle, watching Rosie light a cigarette as he did.
A small chuckle was heard; Although Johnny wasn't sure if it was a laugh or just a plain scoff. "Your always an ass to me, Its no different tonight."
She was right. Or atleast she thought she was.
He, on the other hand, thought she was completely and utterly wrong — couldn't be futher from the truth.
