Page 104 of Greased

I know they aren’t that stupid though.

Just by the looks some of the kids at school give me know where I stand versus where they do. They give us a kind of respect in the hallways. Never ones to start any drama.

No, the dramatics are saved for Coco and her bandwagon of club whores; a name I despised at first but at this point, I couldn’t care less.

It's clear that she’s pissed off that Dawson has pushed her to the side.

If I had a dollar for every time she has called me a greedy slut these past weeks, I’d be able to buy myself a new bike.

I don’t let her words affect me. Instead, I let them roll off me like the utter bullshit it is. There’s no point in letting her piss me off. I’ve got enough to worry about than some desperate groupie trying to fuck with my head.

Dawson and I know where we stand. While he has faded to the back a little bit, still unsure with everything, he’s no longer hurling insults or telling me to leave.

Instead, I savour the moments he graces me with little smirks of his. Slight touches during sparring sessions that leave me hot and heavy when he finally calls time.

But not once has he acted on any of the touches.

He’s not oblivious to the way he affects me either.

But he seems insistent on teasing me. So, I have been feeding it right back to him. Scrunch bum bike shorts and crop top bras have been my best friend during our training sessions.

Wyatt gave me a confused look when he joined Dacre and I for our training session on Wednesday, but I just winked at him.

It seemed Dawson isn’t the only one not touching me at the moment.

Since Sonny’s wake up call and my heated kiss with Pike in the parking lot, it's been teasing but limited touches.

I’ve had to put my satisfyer on charge daily. I swear the poor thing is going to have to be replaced at this rate if one of those motherfuckers doesn’t hurry up and fuck me.

Pike messages me and reschedules our training session for Saturday so both him and Sonny can sit down and go through some documents with me.

I don’t mind though. Not only do I get reprieve for one day but I finally get to hear the guys play.

Memories of Dawson singing while we were on our way to the airport still ring in my ears and the anticipation at hearing them all together has me giddy.

“Girl, you need to slow down. Pinks’ isn’t going anywhere and you are giving me anxiety with how fast you are pressing that blender into your face. I don’t think your poor body could take any more of a beating.” Brandy looks at me horrified as I pull the sponge away from my face.

“Yeah, but her pussy still can,” Maxie mumbles. I choke on my own spit as Rippy, Jen, Maxie and Brandy all descend into laughter.

“Your poor kitty must be sore having to deal with those five boys,” Jen says.

I roll my eyes as I finish blending my foundation before adding some contour, “my kitty hasn’t had any beatings in over a week and she is hungry for some man meat.”

I can’t help but laugh at her honesty, having come to love it as we have all gotten to know each other more.

But in all seriousness, these boys need to get their shit together. We all giggle as we finish our make-up, and throw compliments as we talk through outfits.

“You can never go wrong with a little black dress,” Brandy hands me a sequined number she brought over.

I hold it up and nod immediately, knowing it's exactly what I’m going to wear. Brandy, Jen and Rippy are already dressed, sitting on the bed waiting for both Maxie and I who have been having a wardrobe crisis. Maxie finally settled on a tight fitted white mini dress with cut outs at her ribs showing off her torso tattoos.

Maxie throws her bra off without a care in the world.

“Damn girl, you have your nipples pierced?” I say in surprise, seeing the bars glistening in the light.

She turns to me fully, popping out her chest slightly to show them off. “Yeah, we all got them done. Kind of like our own little initiation into Pinks’.” A cheeky smile is aimed my way and I can already tell the direction of her thoughts.

“It's time for you to join the club,” Rippy smiles, nudging Brandy who smiles and pulls a kit out of her bag.

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