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You lived around the street from a very loud group of greasers and they always playing football on the big field in your neighborhood, so when you found a football on your lawn one day, you knew exactly who it belonged to.
You went to their house, feeling the 3 boy's eyes follow you as they were running around. You stepped up to the house, knocking on the door. As a younger boy who looked around 14 opened the door, you asked if he was the owner of the football. As the kid took it, you looked through to inside the house to see a boy around your age with a face with chocolate all over it and a hand full of cake. He saw you looking at him and stopped chewing. He slightly cleared his throat and walked up to the door which surprised you a bit. You gave the football back, so what would he want?
"Heya there." He said continuing to eat cake.
You laughed. "You uh.. you got something there on your face.."
He wiped a small part of his lip with his thumb. "Did i get it?"
That just made you laugh even more. You took out a little plastic package of tissues that you conveniently had in your little side purse and wiped all around his face. You could feel his eyes on you, specifically looking at your face which made you feel slightly awkward. He was actually quite cute once you got the cake off his face. "Huh- thanks!" He smiled big.
"Uh no problem..i just came to drop off your guy's football."
"Oh really? You live 'round here?"
"Yep! Just a couple houses down the street." You pointed to a pretty big, white house.
"Wow. If i would have known a pretty girl like you lived in that house i would have knocked on the door a long time ago" he smiled broadly.
Of course that made you blush a little, making him notice.
"Who are you makin' girls blush stevey?" Another boy came grabbing onto Steve's shoulder playfully causing Steve to jokingly hit the boy. "Soda— i swear this boy..." this 'Soda' guy was also really cute. You never realized a gang full of greasers could be so attractive.
After Steve finished fake fighting his Soda, he came up to you asking you if you would have food with him.
"Maybe i can pick ya' up? We could go to the Dingo a couple minutes from here?" He grinned
"Oh- sure That sounds fun! I guess now you know where i live so.. tomorrow evening maybe around 3?" You shyly said.
" 'course doll i'll meet ya later." He gently smiled, waving goodbye and going back into the house.
For the rest of the evening, you picked out the perfect outfit, and spent a lot of time blushing about how he called you "doll." It was funny how such a small word can change how you look and view him. You were glad you met him~
︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵ Thanks for reading! Stay gold bb's 🔆
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