"Well, would you look at that." I barely whispered to myself as i left the dorms, standing on top of the stairs as i witnessed a small group of greasers who weren't wearing any visible costumes as far as i was concerned, sharing a pack of cigarettes down below me.The campus was definitely packed with a lot of students hanging out outside as most of them wore costumes for the holiday, and i could already tell that it was going to be a fun night, especially if i get to mess around without getting stopped by any adults.
If i was gonna sneak one, it needs to be tonight.
"Well, you're an attractive bunch, aren't you?" I leaned over the railing and rested my elbows onto the stone surface, squeezing my breasts together with the side of my arms, taking advantage of the fact that i was wearing a tank top in order to gather the attention of the tough-guys.
"Talking to us?" One of them, who had way too much gel moistening up his hair, looked up and acknowledged my presence while he took another drag of his cancer-stick.
"Most certainly. So, do you mind if i join you guys?" I requested almost immediately, speaking in a seductive accent. Lately, i've been realizing that there's another way to get what i want without having to start a fight, even though i'm not used to it.
But, i'm at that point where i'd do almost anything in order to taste a cigarette again for the first time in a long while."Sure, get down here." Another greaser accepted as he waved his hand, the chains around his waist dangling and causing a clinking sound.
I left my position and pushed myself forward, jumping over the railing and landing onto the ground below to reach their level. I quickly brushed the dirt off of my hands, then pushed my hip out as i stood in between the three of them.
"Wanna smoke?" The third greaser pulled out a pack of cheap winstons from his pocket, handing it over to me as a cigarette was visibly sticking out of the carton.
"I'd love one." I smiled widely as i reached over and grabbed the smoke from his grip, then put it in between my lips as he used his free hand to light it. "You're so sweet."
"Why's a girl like you hanging out with guys like us?" The darker-skinned one of the trio wondered, making me let out a brief giggle as i inhaled the smoke from my cigarette.
"You know, what? I'll just tell you, all i wanted was a dart." I decided to confess since i've already gotten what i longed for, shrugging as i expected a negative reaction.
"Nice work." The greasiest of the gang let out an unexpected chortle, causing his friends to copy. "You're clever, i like that. I'm Peanut."
"I'm Norton, Peanut and i are the lieutenants of our group. This is Vance." The taller one who didn't expect me to approach them introduced himself next, then named the last one remaining.
"And, i'm guessing you're the leader?" I pointed my cigarette towards Vance, then took another drag out of it.
"No, not even. Johnny's our boss." Vance corrected, mentioning someone i've never met.
"You should come to the auto shop and chill with us." Peanut invited, but i shook my head and disapproved. "We could use someone like you."
"I've got other Halloween plans." I shared, then gave Norton a weird look as he randomly scoffed.
"Yeah, no kidding. I'm getting sick of Lola and her crap."
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Revenge
Fanfictiona bully (scholarship edition) fanfiction, in which amy philips has her own plan to get revenge on those who won't see it coming... and perhaps not all of them deserve it -g.s.