Page 38 of Greased

Are these the same guys from last night?

When they take off their helmets, I find myself looking at Pike, Nicky, Sonny and that other fucktard who shall not be named. Gone are the dark jeans and leather jackets and in their place is black slacks, white button up shirts, black coats and a black tie with thin white stripes, identical to the ones Dacre is wearing. They seem to take a double look when they look over at Dacre and I as if they didn’t realise I would be coming to school with him this morning.

They rush over the minute I swing my leg off the bike. I am barely able to straighten my skirt before Nicky is picking me up and swinging me around. I try not to soak up the familiar feeling of how he used to greet me back in Australia.

“Morning baby girl,” he whispers in my ear causing a shiver to run down my body.

“Morning Nicky,” I whisper back to him, cursing myself as a lump forms in my throat. Nope, not today. I will myself to be strong, refusing to allow my resolve to crumble over a few whispered words.

I wiggle and he puts me down, giving me a small smile as he cups my cheek. Before he can say anything else, Sonny barrels him out of the road and swiftly picks me up and throws me over his shoulder. I let out a shriek.

“See you later,idiotas,” he yells out over his shoulder at the guys standing around their bikes with dumbfounded looks on their faces.

“Sonny, put me down you bastard. Everyone is going to see up my skirt.”

“No one would dare to look up your skirt,mi estrella.They would all have their eyeballs removed quicker than they could say purple elephants.”

I hit his back with my fists but he is completely unfazed.

“Sonny, I swear to god! Put. Me. Down!”

“Ugh, you are no fun.” Begrudgingly, he finally puts me down. I grab his shoulders allowing the blood to retreat from my head.

“You’re an ass, Sonny.”

“A sexy ass,” he says with a cheeky smile and a wink.

The boys all finally catch up to Sonny and I. Pike whacks Sonny over the back of the head.

“Don’t worry Princess, I’ll save you,” Pike says as he sweeps me up in his arms. As I go to wrap my arms around his neck, I hesitate in just how easy it is to fall back into old habits with them. It would be too easy to allow myself to be sucked back up by their presence again. To let bygones be bygones. Yet as my arms snake around his neck, I allow myself to be caught in the moment. Why? Maybe I’m just a sucker for pain.

“Finally, my Prince Charming is here to save me from the big bad villain. We can finally live happily ever after,” I sigh dramatically, but there is an edge of sarcasm to it. Something I don’t think Pike gets the hint of.

Pike chuckles as he puts me down.

“I’ll always save my Princess.” There is a strange look in his eye that he quickly blinks away before he continues on, as If it was never there in the first place.

“Looking forward to your first day?” He asks.

“Having to restart my senior year at the end of what was already my senior year wasn’t really on my bingo card.” Not only is the time difference and lifestyle completely different in the States, so is the school running year.

That's the one thing I wasn’t entirely thrilled about when moving here. An almost nineteen year old still in high school? I still can’t help but wonder if I begged enough Ren would let me drop out early? I feel like shadowing him is a perfect excuse to drop out. I could even take a course on the side.

I make a mental note to ask him.

“You will be ok, Scar. You will have us to help you adjust,” Nicky says.

Dawson scoffs and I snap towards him.

“Got something to say? Or are you lost?” I ask in the most sweetly sarcastic voice I can muster up.

He scoffs again. “You won’t last a day here. Run back to Australia before you get yourself hurt. You aren’t made for this lifestyle, Scarlett.”

“I don’t know why you think anything you have to say even deserves any merit, Dawson,” I take a step toward him, “You seem to have forgotten just who my father is and what my role will therefore be. So, before you go running your fucking mouth, you should mind it.”

Dawson can’t seem to find the words to reply to me. He just stands there silent and stares at me. There is a slow clap behind us. Nicky, Pike, Sonny and Dacre are all standing there with looks of bemusement on their faces. Nicky stops clapping and a big smile lights his face.

“Thank fuck! I was just about ready to lose the plot after the shit this douche was carrying on with last night.” Nicky comes up to stand beside me and puts his arm around my shoulder. “Come on, baby brother. We have lost Scarlett one too many times. She is back now. Stop being a fucking asshole.”

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