Page 106 of Greased

Rhodes turns to the girl who is now frowning at me.

“You heard her, off you go,” he says, pushing the girl off his lap.

“Fucking whore,” the girl mutters as she turns her back. I stiffen instantly, pulling myself off Wyatt’s lap and grabbing the girl's shoulder and spinning her around.

“I suggest you watch who the fuck you are talking to, pet. You wouldn’t want to piss off the wrong whore in this club,” I sneer, keeping my voice low as I get right in her face.

She rolls her eyes, seemingly oblivious to the danger staring her down. “You already have Wyatt. There’s no need to be greedy and demand Rhodes to.”

I gag, “Yuck cunt. Rhodes is my brother you toad.”

Her face drops completely as the dots start connecting in her mind.

“Scarlett, I… I… I didn’t… I…” she stutters and I shake my head.

“Be a good little groupie and go fetch us a round of drinks will you,” I say in the sweetest voice I can muster.

She immediately turns tail and pushes her way towards the bar.

I turn back just as the entire group erupts into laughter.

“Holy shit, did you see her face?” Jen laughs, smacking her leg.

“Now that’s more like it, Australia,” Rippy says, holding up her hand for me to high five. I do so, chuckling.

“She just needed to be taught a lesson,” I shrug as I sit back down in Wyatt’s lap who is still laughing.

“I knew there was a bad bitch down inside of you. Just didn’t know it took a nipple piercing to bring her out of her cage,” Maxie chuckles as she grabs a drink off the table and throws it back.

Rhodes looks at me in shock, “Don’t tell me you did,” he pleads. I wince in response, and he shakes his head.

“I think I need to go bleach my fucking brain. That and five fucking tequila shots.”

He says, launching up out of his seat, Jethro following close behind.

It doesn’t take long before the lights darken and hoots and hollers of the crowd deafen us. The strum of the guitar sounds out over thespeakers and the girls scream as the stage lights up. My mouth drops as I take in my guys.

Dawson stands front and centre holding a microphone and its stand, a small smile on his lips as he looks out over the crowd.

Pike, Nicky and Sonny all stand behind Dawson holding their respective guitars.

My eyes find Dacre and I bite my lip. Sitting behind his drum set, his eyes are already on me. His shirt has its sleeves completely cut off, showing off his muscles as they tense getting ready for the song to start. Sonny walks behind a piano and the intro music ofHeathens by Twenty One Pilotssounds out over the speakers.

I smile as I stand up, grabbing Wyatt and Brandy’s hand and lead us straight to the dance floor.

I spend the entire song dancing and singing along to the lyrics, laughing at the ridiculous dance moves we pull out.

This song couldn’t be any more appropriate for us.

I feel free as I jump around with my new friends. Once the song fades out, we yell and cheer for the boys.

One song fades into the other as Brandy, Maxie, Jen, Wyatt and I make the dance floor ours. We spin around, jumping, screaming the lyrics of the songs at each other.

I can’t hold my laughter in as Wyatt pulls out an air guitar during one of the guitar solos. He does quite an impressive impersonation I must say.

We clap as the song ends before turning towards the stage.

“I hope you don’t mind if we get a little bit hot in here with this next one,” Dawson says into the microphone, making all the girls scream. My core clenches at the innuendo in his voice as he looks right at me.

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