Elvis Presley Imagines

Summer kisses, winter tears.

|| Hello folks. I'm sorry if I didn't update earlier. I've been busy meeting Dean Z. Anyway! This story will be based on Grease, even if I will change some. I hope you enjoy! This story will be divided in some parts. I'm sorry. I wanted to say that I'm not going to write with the he/she mode anymore. I support the LGBT community and I'm proud of them, I just prefer to write like only boy x girl. You can unfollow me if you don't approve it. Also, I will permanently remove Good Rockin' Tonight, probably I will do another fanfiction with Drake but I'm not too sure. I will keep the one with Dean Z and I will publish another one with Elvis. I'm sorry for the mess. ||

Summer.

"I'm going back to Y/C, I won't see you again." You say, trying to hold the tears in as you say goodbye to your summer fling. "Don't talk that way, Y/N." Your crush says, caressing your cheek and trying to reassure you. "B- But it's true..." You reply, sighing, before talking again: "I've had the best summer of my life." Your boy looks at you and hugs you. "Now you gotta go away. It ain't fair." He says, kissing your forehead. "Baby, don't spoil it." You giggle as you look at him and slightly punch his chest. "Darl', I'm only makin' it better." He replies, laughing a little. "Is this the end, my love?" You ask as a last question, having him simply answer with: "Of course not. It's only the beginnin'."

Autumn.

Third Person's P.O.V.

Many boys and girls are approaching the entrance of the L.C. Humes High School in Memphis, Tennessee on this sunny day of October. Some are laughing, some are crying, and some... Do not even care about what is going on around them. While we talk about a school with no differences, opened to everyone with any specific particularity, you must know that every school has groups. This time, we are going to talk about two specific groups: the Little Ones and the Memphis Mafia. 

THE LITTLE ONES

Patty Parry