1950s

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REQUESTED: yes by one of my friends a long time ago... Whoops

WARNINGS: fluffy fluffy

A/N: Im so inlove  with the 40s, 50s, and 60s  and i kinda want to write an imagine about that time period !!! This is also american cultured so yeah..
(Listen to the song to understand the imagine)

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Tomorrow is the first day of senior year, Im most excited to see my best friends and that one mystery boy named Daniel.

He always wore a t-shirt with that same old black leather jacket with rolled up jeans and black converse. He was a great friend though. my friend, peggy, was the only one to know about my little crush on Daniel.

"oh, Y/n just go talk to him. snookie said he likes you too..."

peggy would always say. snookie was the kind of boy that wore a white tee and our schools letterman jacket. All the girls, even peggy, had a crush on him. His real name was bobby Martin.. but everyone even teachers called him snookie.

"oh peggy sue shut your mouth.."

i would always say back with a slight grin.

I open my record player and played some Paul Anka, some of his songs reminded me of Daniel. I looked in my closet and held one of my favorite yellow dresses up to my chest. should i wear this tomorrow? i shook my head as i spotted a slight rip in the seme. ill have to stitch that up later.

I look back in my closet, i spot a red dress, i pull it out and hold it up to my chest. Perfect.

I hear a knock on my bedroom door, i pull on my robe and open it. it was Barbara, my younger sister. "you keep playing that dumb song. All summer, all I've heard is 'Put your head on my sholderrr..' doesn't it get tiring?" she asks. pushing past me to take the needle off the record i was playing.

"Barbara, ill have you know that i like that song... you're the one that blasts Elvis while you're making out with your boyfriend while mom is out chopping cotton and dads out gambling at the pub." i say giving her the cold shoulder while putting my red dress up in the closet.

"w-thats not true !!" she says defensively. i turn back around to see her short frame with her arms crossed.
Her dark brown hair was rolled up in curlers and she had her night time bloomers and shirt on.

"Is to. " i say crossing my arms and turning my eyes into slits

" well at least i dont sneak out every friday night to go to the diner to do the twist with that daniel boy" she smirked.

She was right. I did that almost every night last year but this summer daniel lived with his aunt and uncle to help them with their farm.

I smirked and threw a pillow that was on my bed at her. She squiled with laughter and ran out.

I laughed as i picked up the pillows and placed them back in my bed as i opened my window and crawled out sitting on the roof looking at all the stars.

I couldnt wait to see Daniel again.

"Y/n what are you doing up there?" I heard a feminine voice come from below the roof.

I jumped and looked down to see peggy on the ground laughing.
She was quite a rebellious girl. She usually wore pants and shorts, she had short, jet black hair that curled at the bottom, with small bangs in the front. She had light ivory skin and she always wore these red sun glasses with bright red lip stick. She was from Jersey so she had a jersey accent.

Tonight, her hair and makeup was the same but she had on a white tee that was tucked into her bright red poka-dotted shorts that came up over her waist with white socks and shiny black shoes.

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