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Georgia stood in front of the three teenagers looking like a deer in headlights. Toni smiling brightly at her waiting for her to say something, Sweet-Pea smirking at the small girl and Fangs looking slightly concerned. "Is she broken or something?" Fangs asked looking between his two friends. Georgia quickly shook her head before building up the courage to say something once again.
"S-Sorry. Is there something y-you guys need?" She asked quickly hoping they would turn away and leave as soon as possible. "Oh no!" Toni said quickly, remembering the soul reason the three teenagers came to the small trailer. "We were just wondering if you wanted to join us at the whyte wyrm." the pink haired girl added in with a smile on her face.
Georgia looked at the girl in front of her confused. The only thing she knew about the bar was the late nights her father would spend there before coming home drunk to his family. Her mother forbade her from ever stepping foot into that building - not like she ever planned on going anyways. "It'll be fun!" Toni said quickly noticing the shy girls confused and offput look. "Our friend Juniper left a few years ago and i've been looking for a partner to play pool with. It's hard to play when there's only three of us." the girl added in.
"I don't know... my parents always told me not to go there." Georgia finally said making Sweet Pea poke his head into the trailer then look around outside, a smirk falling back on his face. "I don't see any parents around to tell you no." He said, making Fangs nod his head in agreement. Georgia looked around the small trailer herself, before her eyes landed on the serpent jacket that Tall-Boy had dropped off for her. It hung on the back of one of the chairs sitting at the table in the small kitchen, her brothers beside it. She remembered wearing her dads when she was a kid - telling him how she was going to lead the gang one day when she was older.
"Daddy! Daddy look at me!" six year old Georgia said running from her bedroom in the two story house and sliding into the kitchen where her father sat reading the morning paper and drinking his coffee. FP Jones looked up from the sunday paper and towards his daughter with a smirk on his face. The jacket was far too big for her. It dragged on the floor and swallowed her body whole. One sleeved was rolled up just enough to see her little fingers poke through while the other was left alone and hanging far past her arms.
"Oh look at you! My little Serpent princess." FP said, lifting his daughter to sit on his lap. "One day daddy, I'm going to be just like you. And when I'm old enough I'll lead the Serpents. Because one day, I'll be brave enough too." Georgia told her father, while FP stared down to his daughter, a smile on his face as he listened to her. "I'll make you a deal then GG." FP said, gaining his daughter's attention. "When you turn 16, I'll get you your own jacket. Brand new and shiny. One fit for a queen." He told her making the little girl smile and nod her head in excitement.
"U-Um, I have to be back by 11." Georgia lied, looking at the time on her phone which read 4:30pm. "We can get our princess home in time, don't worry." Sweet Pea finally said. "Now get your jacket." he added. Georgia stepped away from the door and towards the small kitchen where her serpent jacket sat. Grabbing onto the leather she sighed.
"FP are you crazy? You're telling her stories of a gang and making us sound like knights! You can't tell her that shit you know your daughter envies you and the things you say!" Gladys Jones screamed to her husband in the living room late one night after finding out that FP had drawn a fake serpents tattoo on Georgia's arm in marker. "Our children will never be serpents!"
"Well, if only you were here to stop me this time." Georgia muttered before grabbing the jacket and throwing it over her shoulders and walking out the front door of the trailer and shutting it. "Oh hell! Who's this hottie!" Fangs yelled seeing Georgia wearing her Serpent jacket. Georgia let out a small laugh as the three serpents hyped her up telling her how great she looked wearing their 'colours.'
"Alright princess, hop on." Sweet Pea said with a smile, gesturing to his motorcycle and holding out a helmet for her.
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your friendly neighbourhood writer is back, let's see how long it lasts this time.
