Gasoline ||| Gotham [1]

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• " 'Cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught" •

WE FINISHED up and Rosalind was heading out with her brother as me and Ed came out of the lab. "Hey Rosa, Angel having a sleepover wanna come with me? If that's okay with you, Officer Grodon," I ask in a sweet voice. I bash my eyes, a little.

"Uh is that one of your new friends?" He asks looking at Rosalind. I could tell by her face, she didn't want to be an outcast - she wanted to fit in.

"Yea, uh Angel is another of my new friends. Real sweet, uh is it okay? I totally forgot to ask you, it slipped my mind until you reminded me, Kat," even I was quite impressed with Rosalind's acting skills. She was lying off her tounge and I hadn't taught her a thing. I was quite proud, to say the least.

"Yea, that's fine, just be back home eailer," he says.

"Of course, I'll even have my parents drive her, Officer Grodon." I insisted as I wrap my arms around her shoulder. "She's in good hands," I smile. Though, it a half lie.

"Right well thank you, Katherine and have fun, sis," Officer Grodon leaves and Rosalind untenses her body, as she let out a shakily breathe.

"Oh my god, you actually lied," I smirked turning to her.

"Well I wasn't technically lying, we are going Angel's, right?" She asks.

"Definitely but the way you caught on what I was saying, it was like you just knew." I was shock and I think that her paranoid​ for a second.

"Why was I not suppose to?" She panics.

"Actually I'm quite impressed, Rosa. You're definitely gonna be good friends with Angel and I," I smile locking arms with her. I look back to Ed, who looked at me. "Bye Eddie, see you on the flip side," I joke which makes a weak smile appear on his face.

"See ya you, Kitty," he says, I am totally surprised by the name but smile as we leave. A blush still lingering on my cheeks. Rosalind stops and looks at me. Her eyes scanning my face as I stared at her like she had lose her mind. "What?" I ask finally. The one time I was clueless.

"Shut up, you like a boy!" She squeals.

"What? No," I say protesting. She gives me a look. "Okay, maybe." I admit, smiling.

"Oh my gosh, who?!" She says as many people look at us. I glared at them and they quickly went back to their business.

"Well he's smart, funny and makes me smile when in the darkness of times, and real good with riddles," I say, giving hints to Ed. My heart fluttered at the thought of him and his dorky smile.

"Is he at our school?"

"Nope." We finally reached Angel's place, Fish's place. "We're here," I open and walk in leaving her alone.

"What? You have tell me, Kat!" She quickly follows behind.

•••••

"Ay it's my favorite Wayne and bad girl," Mama Fish greets me with a gentle smile and open arms. Angel was a bad girl, but she's a good girl, she just thinks like a bad girl. She hugs me then pulls away. "A little Birdy told me you sass off that no good geology teacher, Mr Allen Drake," Mama Fish say looking in my eyes.

"I most definitely did," I smirk.

"Ay, I'm so proud about time too," Mama Fish claps. Then she notices Rosalind finally. "Oh who's this?" She eyed her.

"Oh I'm Rosalind Grodon, I'm Kat and Angel's friend," she smiles that sweet girly smile of hers.

"She's new isn't she?" Whispers Mama Fish.

"Yea but she's a good girl who hasn't been caught yet," I whisper.

"Well Rosalind, I welcome to Gotham City and my wonderful hubble home," Mama Fish welcomes Rosalind who smiles, I think her inner bad girl is coming on out.

"Are girls ready to party? Oswald get the bottles," Mama Fish says to Oswald, who seems to flash a fake smile and leaves. He worries me, but I know me and him are good "friends."

"Uh bottles of what?" Asks Rosalind, with her widen eyes.

"Of some wine and whiskey, of course, what never had any?" Mama Fish raises a brow as Angel walks in. I could feel Rosalind's uneasiness. Angel walks up next to me and whispers," why is blondie here?"

"Cause she's our friend now, Angel. She's a bad girl."

"Her? She's a bad girl."

"She's a good girl who hasn't been caught yet."

"Oh I remember when I was like.." we laugh at the memory. Then look to Rosalind who finally answered Mama Fish.

"No, my brother has always been paranoid of alcohol and that kind of stuff," says Rosalind, embrassed. I don't blame her, I remember the first time I drank here - my parents only really let me have the crappy no good wine until Mama Fish gave me the good stuff. I was much more happier.

"Well Rosalind one thing about me you should know, you are now like my daughter and Mama Fish isnt like other moms or parents," Oswald brings the bottles then leaves as quick as he could. "So go ahead and have a little fun, dear." Rosalind stared at the bottles and took one. "Katherine?" I smiled eagerly taking my favorites as she chuckles as Angel takes her poison.

I pop open the bottle and start drinking, the burning sense nothing to me as I drank. "Does she always just go for it?" I hear Rosalind and Angel talk.

"Yea, it helps the stress."

Soon the girls joined me and Mama Fish left the room to us - to be drunk and have fun. I started dancing while drinking making an almost drunk Angel laugh - which sounded like a snort. Angel looks at Rosalind who just opened her bottle. "Come on, let loose!" Angel laugh, clearly drunk.

Rosalind shrugs and takes a huge drink, even I stop to watch her drinking half the bottle. We watched as she gulped it down, we could tell by her facial expression, it burned. She pulls away from the bottle, she gets dizzy but keeps her balance. She looks at us with doe widen eyes then glances at the bottle. "Are you okay?" I try to ask without slurring.

"That was.....great!" She smiles. We cheer and go back to drinking, and let me say, we had one hell of a time....