I imagine Brooks as the young Emma Roberts, Allison as Kandice King, and Brad as Colton Haynes.
The person that the hand belonged to one of the guys in Dallas's gang. I take a closer look at him and see that he is wearing a Mickey mouse shirt and has this dark blonde hair that's way too over greased. Classic greaser. His face is still in awe and he was rubbing his jaw from pain.
" What the hell are you doing here?" I spat at him with annoyance.
" Making sure you don't get jumped and plus my house is on the way," he replied.
" well I don't need you to keep me safe, I can handle myself."
" clearly," he laughed gesturing to his jaw.
" but I made a promise to the guys I would get you home safe and stuff so I'll just walk with you until the railroad tracks, then you can go back to your perfect little happy life," He joked. " The names Keith but people just call me Two-Bit," he introduced himself .
I realized he was waiting for me to introduce myself. " My name is Brooks Vickson," I said annoyed.
"Wait are you related to Allison Vickson?"
"Yah I know you would have never guessed we were related because she is so much better than me, blah blah blah," I said knowing that question all too well.
"I didnt mean it like-," I interrupted him before he could finish.
"Don't worry I'm used to it no need to pretend to like me," I rolled my eyes.
"If it makes you feel any better I think you are a lot braver than she is, heck you were gonna walk alone in the dark on greaser side of town all the way to your house." He continued "Most people would think that's a stupid move to make, but you've clearly stated you can take care of your self," he chuckled on that last part.
A blush crept onto my cheeks. No one has ever compared me to Ally and thought I was better than her at anything. Even my parents favour her and wish I was like her. That's why nobody in my family mentions me to new people. I am too much of a disappointment.
"Don't think just because you say a few nice words, mean that I like you," I tried to say as mean and angrily as I could but failed from the flattery in my voice. We kept walking on for a while in this cold silence. Until he finally reached his stop.
"Well it looks like we have reached the railroad tracks, have fun in socville for me," he joked.
"Yah whatever," I smiled. "Oh and Two-Bit?". He turned around. "Thanx and not just for walking me to my side of town, but for what you said, it um means a lot," I said awkwardly scratching the back of my neck. He didn't take it awkwardly though, he just smiled at me.
"No problem Brooks, hope to see you around."
I finally got home and it was late. People would think that my parents would get mad at me, sometimes I wish they would. They didn't care about me at all unless it was trying to fix me to be like Ally. They gave up on that a long time ago, so they just don't bother talking to me. As I got in bed thoughts and questions kept me awake. Did some greasers really care about me, or is it just an act like last time. Eventually my mind shut off and I fell into a very confused and uneasy sleep.
So do you ship Brook with anyone else? Comments are welcome with ideas. Until next time.
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RomanceBrooks Vickson is a popular soc girl who has a stone cold heart and hates greasers. What happens when she runs into a guy who melts her cold view on the world?