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Fallin' For ya! PT. 2

PT.1 - Fallin' For Ya!

Synopsis - After a singing confession Cynthia brings me to an abandoned car shop to have some "privacy"

Masterlist

Request - No!

Word count - 5k (all together w/ both parts)

Speak Ali! - i'm in love with her

When we arrived at the car shop no one was there, It was just me and Cynthia.

She got off the bike first, letting me off after. We both made our way into the shop, looking around at the dust-filled cars and auto parts. There were a few cars that weren't too bad with dust, a red corvette just sitting in the middle of the shop. They looked like they were just waxed before they were abandoned for god knows how long- “Hey! Pretty girl, come look at what I found.” Cynthia had run off on her own, Her natural curiosity had to be killing her. When I finally got a view of what she was talking about I wasn't sure how to feel honestly- “Is that a tub of grease?” She nodded rapidly.

“YES! It's been abandoned- And it looks like it’ll still work fine.” I chuckled at how she looked so excited about something so simple. ”You and the boys can use it at the shop, can’t you?” “Yeah! It’ll be a good way to save some money-” When she was finally done inspecting the grease she’d opened, she looked back to me. “Ya know- You're always the cutest when writing.” Making eye contact, I raised an eyebrow at her. “What?” She was chuckling at my reaction and how stupid I looked trying to figure it out. “Everyday while me and the boys are working on the car, you're writing in your notebook. It's adorable-...what are you writing everyday?”

…it took me a second to think of an answer. “Well I am the “certified pink ladies secretary” so i'm writing different tasks we have to focus on, List of things that are urgent and some that can be left to the side. Writing a list of different ways I'm going to kick buddy in the family jewels. But I also write about my day- my life and what I feel at that moment.” Cyn was laughing at me. “What!?” She tried to douse down her laughter but she couldn't stop. “You have a diary?” I rolled my eyes at her comment. “I have a journal! Not a diary-'' She looked at me like I was stupid, took a few steps towards me, putting her hand on my waist. “It's the same thing!” Gasping, I hit her shoulder. Moving with her like we were dancing, When she stepped her left foot up, i stepped my right back and we kept walking like that. “It is not- one is much more dignified and mature- The other is- AH-”

I jumped when she pushed me into the old corvette. “Be careful, Princess.” She raised her eyebrows at me, a condescending smile on her face. “Oh shut up..Stable girl-” Cynthia put both of her arms leaning on the car, The stupidly attractive smile not fading. “You’re gonna have to shut me up yourself- Princess.” Now she was just plain mocking me! “Oh come here you peasant.“ I grabbed her face, kissing her sweetly. It only lasted a few seconds but each of them were heaven on earth.

She leaned back nodding, letting out a sigh looking up at the roof. “...Are you made of sugar-” I laughed- “What is that supposed to mean?” She kissed me this time, didn't let go of my lips, dragged me back as much as she could until we were both falling into the car- “AH- Oh my god!” We burst into laughter waiting for the dust to settle down, and now she was on top of me in the backseat of a very dusty convertible. “Shit! That is not how it was supposed to go, but..I can't say I'm mad…” She was smiling and eyeing me. “My god! You are disgusting-” Anyone could tell I wasn't mad by the way I was laughing. “Oh come on-”

She leaned down and whispered in my ear. “Can’t a princess get dirty just for a night?” I hit her shoulder again- “You- You-” -and again and again. Cynthia was laughing at my flustered stuttering, her eyes always creased when she laughed, Jane and Olivia said we laugh the same way- that we’re almost identical when laughing at the same joke.

“..I love you.” Woah- ok. “Where is this coming from Cynthia?” She was looking me deep in the eyes, nothing could get us to look away from each other. “Alias you wrote an entire song about how you love me and you expect me not to say it back? Wow i'm not sure you got the right girl-” I smiled sarcastically at her. “I Love you too, Cynthia. I think I've loved you since we met in 6th grade. I adore you. I mean you didn't care about anything they said to you, you just did what you liked.”

She pushed a piece of my hair behind my ear. “Can I kiss you again?” I nodded, just barely. She immediately dipped her head down to kiss me. “Ya know i'm starting to believe you're addicting.” She drew kisses down my neck. “I could say the same-” Each time her lips touched me I jolted just a bit- I finally had what I've been dreaming of for two years. Her love and attention. And god it made me want so much more. I adored the way she felt on top of me, kissing my neck and collarbone.

“Alias- You have no idea how much i've been dreaming of this day-” I laughed in disbelief. “Everyday you wear those low cut tops and tight skirts. I want to squeeze and touch you in front of every guy who flirts with you.” With a bright red face and a grin I looked away from her, She didn't take that too kindly- “Hey- Alias, look at me.” When I didn't move my head, she moved it for me with her thumb.

“I mean every word- I wish I could tell the world how much you mean to me, how much more you mean to me.” She looked at me like I was the only person in the world. No one has ever looked at me like that. I mean, the gangs they care about me- but not one of them has loved me. Or shown me how it feels to be loved so tightly. Or so- Oh my god her hand is on my thigh- HER HAND IS ON MY THIGH. I REPEAT HER HAND IS ON MY THIGH. She was drawing little stars on my thigh with her fingers. Goosebumps were left wherever she touched.

The to the shop door opened. “HEY! WHO’S IN HERE'' We have to get out of here. “Oh shit! Come on-'' The best way to go about this is to sneak out the back door! Of course it is- we just need to- I felt Cynthia pull me up and following her lead I jumped out of the car. “BOLT.” FOR FUCKS SAKE-

Next thing I knew me and Cyn were running out of the shop with a very angry man chasing us. It was hell, but damn is hell fun!

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And that's how we're here. We are running from a man in a car, while on Cynthia's Motorcycle. And holy shit does it feel good. Like ever since we started the pink ladies it's nothing but rushes. The feeling of running away from Miss Mcgee after we flashed our asses to the entire school, The feeling of singing on stage with emotions and putting my body into something I wrote, The feeling of running away from this shitty town with the girl I've been in love with for two years! And that's just a few! Everything's a rush and I never want it to stop- I want this, adrenaline, trouble, kissing Cynthia in places we’re not legally allowed to be. Maybe it's dangerous but I don't give two shits anymore! I just love the feeling- it's euphoric.

After driving around for 20 minutes trying to get the man lost, we finally succeeded. “Thank fuck!” I heard Cynthia curse from in front of me. “Let's get you home princess, your royal carriage is finally on its way to the castle.” She took a turn on Henry Drive, two roads before my house.

I didn't want this to end, and maybe it doesn't have to.

I hugged her tighter, smiling at the thought of her laying in my bed, waiting for me to lay down just so we can cuddle because the touch starved Cynthia needs her affection..but this time it's not ‘plationic’ its real, she’ll kiss me and run her hands on my hips and my hair. I love her, and I'm willing to write a million more songs to prove it to her.

When we arrived at my house Cynthia held her hand out and helped me off her bike. I took off my helmet and goggles. “Wanna come inside?” Cyn hesitated but said yes regardless and we made our way inside.

“Mamí, Papí, I’m home!” I yelled through the old house, to alert not only them but the gremlin’s. I could hear stampeding down the stairs right now. Lainey and my three baby sisters were making their way towards me, all in worn and torn pajamas that had enough stains to make it a whole new color. Cynthia was at least a foot behind me blocked by a pillar in the middle of the staircase.

One by one, my sisters started to show up infront of me. Aliah, Lila, the 2 year old twins. And Aria and Lainey the two middle children, Aria being 3 and Lainey being 14. “Alias! How’d it go?- did you kiss her- tell me and Aria every..thing” Once she and Aria, who was in her arms, backed me up into the kitchen she could see Cynthia, who was laughing her ass off at the interrogation happening in front of her. I started to try and laugh with her to laugh off the embarrassment but it didn't work.. “Hi Cynthia! Did you kiss my sister we all are very dedicated to this.” Lainey motioned to her and the line of children she had following her. Cynthia ruffled everyone's hair going down the line. “I don't kiss and tell kid, sorry.” Lainey huffed looking at me again. “I expect an explanation later.” Fondly rolling my eyes at her and pushing her and the twins away from us so we could run up the stairs.

We reached my room and shut the door quickly. “No more heathens!” She yelled quietly. I started laughing, sometimes that is a real goal to accomplish. I sat on the edge of my bed, my hands running through my hair. “You're so pretty.” She was staring at me. “And why do you say that?” I titled my head pretending to act confused. She looked at the wall just for a second to take a deep breath. Cynthia walked up to me, and placed her hand on my head pulling my hair back just a bit for me to get the memo. “Because you're my girl.”

Am I breathing right now? I think I'm frozen in place. Cynthia looked so proud of herself. I swallowed my spit and tried to answer with as little stuttering as possible. “Well- I-I’m your girl?” Now that I looked nervous, her act completely changed. “Well only if you want to be- I won't force you!-”

I started laughing at how anxious she was for an answer. “Yes you idiot- Of course i'll be your girlfriend!” She looked in almost disbelief, like we hadn't made out in an abandoned car shop an hour and a half ago. “You're the stable girl in my fairytale book, I can't get away from you.” She scoffed at me, leaning down to touch noses with me. “Oh yeah, like you have any room to talk princess.”

She was quick to kiss me. Pushed me back on the bed and crawled on top, her hands tracing up my hips drawing little hearts with her finger tips. I held onto her belt loops with my pointer and index fingers. I felt so warm all over, my face and neck were red from the close distance we were. It feels so familiar, but different at the same time, this kiss is more fiery and hungry. I feel so greedy but I can't help it, the more she kisses me the more I want to kiss back, the longer I want to kiss her. Our lips were practically sealed together.

Cynthia only broke that seal to move down my jaw and neck. She sucked the skin on my neck, the feeling of the blood rushing up to bruise me, making me gasp. I ran my hands through her hair reveling in the feeling of her leaving hickeys down my neck.

The door slammed open, and I pushed Cyn off of me quickly. My baby sister Aliah standing in the doorway with a smile, She was holding her pink and blue blanket my mom had crocheted for her. Sighing, the beating of my heart slowed a bit. “A- sleep here?” I laughed lightly and got off the bed. I picked her up, shut my door, and placed her on my bed with her blanket. “What the fuck did she say?” Cynthia asked, confused as to why I was putting her on my bed and covering her with my blanket. “She said “Ali, can I sleep in here” Except take out a few words and turn Ali into A.” She raised her eyebrows and nodded her head like she knew what was going on.

I unzipped the back of my dress and let it fall off my shoulders. “Woah- WOAH-” turned around confused on what the yelling was. “What!?” Cynthia was facing away from me on my bed, her neck and ears looked bright red. “Oh come on Cyn you can't be serious- you were just giving me a hick-” She snapped her head to me, and then to the very much awake baby laying in my bed and watching us interact with each other. I scoffed. “She doesn't care- she's my sister, I change her butt daily and she can barely speak-” Cynthia just widened her eyes, telling me she doesn't care. “Fine-” I continued changing peacefully, turning to find Aliah climbing on top of Cynthia and Cynthia trying to pull her off her head. I giggled picking her off the poor girl.

“You can borrow some of my clothes if you want to stay the night Cyn- It wouldn't be too crowded on my bed.” She thought about it for a second before deciding to stay, she opened my closet and walked all the way in closing it and turning the light on. “You're kidding me.” I started laughing out of disbelief, something that seemed to be happening a lot today. Cynthia didn't walk out of the closet until she changed out her pants and button up, wearing one of my old wife beaters. “Looking good, Stable girl.” She picked up a hanger from my closet and threw it at me.

“Just get in bed you idiot-” I situated myself first and then let Aliah lay down on my right side and Cynthia on the left. “Good night, Stable girl.” I could hear her roll her eyes. “Good night, Princess.” I kissed Aliah's forehead pulling her blanket onto her a bit more so she’ll be warmer. “Good night, Liah.”

And I closed my eyes letting myself drift to sleep slowly with my two favorite girls.

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Drunk Stable Girl

Synopsis - A heartfelt conversation in the dining room of the party.

Masterlist

WARNINGS! - INTOXICATION

Request - nope

Word Count - 1.5k

Speak Ali! - I'm boreeeeddd send in request for either Lockwood or Cynthia and i will try my best to get them done!!

Richie, who picked up the T-birds car, was now on the way to Jane's house with four of five Pink ladies in the car.

Apparently there was an emergency campaign meeting and it was their tias birthday, and if there's something I know about hispanic parties, they don't disappoint. Once we pulled up to Jane's house the two people in the front seats, Olivia and Richie both got out and started hitting her window with pebbles while Nancy, Cynthia, and I were sitting and leaning against the car. Once she opened the window, I threw Olivia Jane's jacket and she held it up to her. “You forgot this.” Jane looked sad from the window, but at the same time I forgot my glasses at home and couldn't tell. “You don’t have to give it back” Well now she sounds disappointed. “I know I let you guys down.”

“No kidding” Cynthia said from the cover of the tire to the T Birds car. “Exactly.” I spoke next, In Between Cynthia’s dangling legs. “That's for sure,” Nancy said last, leant on the car beside us. We all got a dirty look from Olivia before she turned back to Jane to try and cheer her up. “We can fix this! emergency campaign meeting, my house. Let's go.” she nodded her head towards the car while poor richie started to get antsy. Jane looked back into her room as if Olivia were crazy. “Now?!” Olivia looked back at her as if saying “Yeah!” Jane was now leaning halfway out of the window. “You want me to sneak out?!” Poor antsy Richie finally got a word in. “It's my Tia’s birthday! We're having a party.” I yelled out after. “Yeah! And this is a party you don't wanna miss.” He looked over to me, giving me an air high five before going back to jane. “Come on, you really gonna leave me hanging out here again?” AGAIN?? I looked up to Cynthia who looked just as confused.

Jane smiled at us and waved us away, saying “go” but we all knew she was coming with us. I grabbed Cynthia's hand, picked her up and threw her into the backseat gently. Knowing I’d have to sit on her lap for all of us to fit anyways. She looked surprised but accepted her fate. I took my jacket off and put my hair into a ponytail climbing in after her and sitting down in my rightful spot.

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When we walked into the house there was Spanish music playing on a record player and people dancing on hardwood floors. Cynthia, who held my hands and closed the door behind me, was looking around the house, interested in the different decor. Finally bringing out attention back to the dance floor which I was killing to kick my shoes off and start dancing on. Cynthia had already started pulling me and Nancy away. “We're gonna grab some grub for this- business meeting.” she dragged me into the kitchen while I dramatically reached for Richie's mother who was my normal dance partner at these parties.

Nancy hung her jacket up on the door nob, while I kept mine over my shoulder, my skirt was flowy and perfect for dancing while being tight at the top and showing my curves off perfectly. “What are we going to talk about anyways?” Cynthia said while holding a plate filled with food. “I mean, I feel for her.” I snorted laughing. “I don't-” Cynthia gave me a soft glare before kicking me in the shin and continuing to talk. “she made us look like cowards!” I looked over to her with a raised eyebrow. “She made ya’ll look like cowards.” She glared at me, a bit more aggressively this time. “And I’m no coward! You're a singer, shut up.” Nancy agreed. “Me neither.”

Nancy, Cynthia, and I had finally spotted the holy grail of every hispanic party. “Ooh, mezcal!” Nancy had the idea first. “Let's chug it.” at the time it sounded amazing. I was nodding, while Cynthia looked a bit nervous. “Yeah..Ok.” Nancy picked up the bottle and put it out towards her with a smile on her face. “You first.” Cynthia looked offended, saying back. “You first.” World's greatest come back-

Nancy and Cynthia both looked down at the bottle nervously, Nancy who was practically saying, ‘Fuck it, let’s throw the god damn balls to the wall.” Popped open the bottle, slowly tilted it up against her mouth and started chugging. She drank a good bit of it before she finally stopped. I know it burnt the back of her throat and BAD. Cynthia was looking at her as if she was crazy. Nancy was groaning either in disgust or pain, as she slammed the bottle back down on the table making a face to tell me it was definitely disgust. Nancy looked to Cynthia in a “Your turn” kinda way nodding her head at her. “Well now your mouths been on it.” Nancy looked over to me, I put my hands up in defense, in the moment I couldn't do anything. “So you are a coward.”

Nancy taunted Cynthia, I hope that doesn't set her off “No, I'm not!” Cynthia was getting defensive looking away from me and Nancy. “Then do it!” I stood back watching this go down. They moved towards the other side of the small round table across from me. “Don't be a fraidy cat!” She kept taunting Cynthia, her hands wrapped around the bottle and Cynthia's hands in her pockets. Just to add fuel to the fire she started meowing and hissed as much as I want to say I didn't laugh…I did-

“Stop it?!” Cynthia wigged out on Nancy looking over at me to, for laughing. “I'm not afraid!” She practically cried. Nancy, who as much as she was aware was joking, looked surprised. “What happened?” she looked over at me, who didn't look as shocked as her but definitely more apologetic. “I'm sorry..” While Cynthia was rubbing her eyebrow, trying to make sense of whatever was going on in her head. She sighed “I just don't like being laughed at.” From the corner I reminded them I was there by speaking. “You like when people laugh with you.” I tried my best to cheer her up, hoping to redeem myself.

Cynthia looked up at me for a millisecond before trailing her eyes down. “Those stupid thespians!” Oh god here we go again- She’d spent 15 minutes complaining about the thespians at my house when she drove me home on her motorcycle. “With their stupid black shark eyes, Just staring at you, waiting for you to look like an idiot!” She went on ranting, while Nancy and I just stood there confused. “So?” Nancy looked dead serious. “Just be an idiot with them and they can't laugh at you.” I nodded towards Nancy as if it was obvious. Cynthia was really thinking about it. “Maybe that's what being fearless is anyway.” Nancy now looked dead serious, walking closer to Cynthia, I finally made my way to their side of the table standing in between them both. “Maybe that's what being a pink lady is.” Nancy said swaying. “Maybe I'm really drunk now.”

Cynthia looked down at the bottle with almost fear. I was confused so I looked at it too. “Nancy.” Oh my god- “The worm is gone-” I think I almost threw up- Nancy lifted the bottle up to look inside it. “I can feel it inside me.” EUH- NO. NO. Cynthia grabbed the bottle from Nancy and chugged about a shot and a half worths, while plugging her nose. For some reason Nancy did this little shoulder shimmy towards the floor while Cynthia struggled. When she put the bottle down, she made a disgusted face and groaned in disgust to, coughing her lungs up. I smiled laughing at them both, grabbed the bottle from Cynthia and chugged the rest of it with ease. wiping my mouth and I stuck my tongue out to try and get the taste off. Both Nancy and Cynthia were staring at me like I was crazy, because of the reaction I gave, or lack of.

Cynthia made an audible gulp before reaching up to kiss me with one hand and covering Nancy's eyes with the other. “MMMPH-” I was surprised by the kiss at first but didn’t pull away until Nancy got free from Cynthia's grasp and ran off into the living room. “That- that was hot.” She was stuttering and her face was blushing red but it was pretty cute. I pulled her lips into mine, pushed her against the wall to the left of us and grasped onto her shirt. “You taste like drunk.” She giggled out, in between heavy breaths.

“I think you're the drunk one-” She looked up and down my body, licking her lips and lazily trailing kisses down my neck. “I may be drunk, but I'm sure you’re pretty!” I laughed pushing her head away from my neck. “Than you'll also know that you can't do that here, come on stable girl we got places to go.” She laughed at the name, attaching herself to my waist. “Yay! I get to be with my princess..” I laughed back at her, my vision only a bit blurry but I'm also more tolerant than her, my poor poor stable girl.

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Chlorine Lemonade

Synopsis - Cynthia helped with the insecurities of being the biggest sister and practical mother.

WARNINGS!! - Sexual themes and jokes!

Request - Nope! but you can send them in!!!

Word count - 1k

Speak Ali! - definitely not my best, but i'm getting back in the groove so it'll take a while to get there.

It’s easy to make lemonade!

First you juice the Lemon, since we're currently having a pool party with 12 people, I juiced ten lemon’s! Get the pulp out somehow, add about half the amount of water you did lemon juice, add a cup or two of sugar depending on how sweet you like it. Since Cynthia, Richie, Nancy and Shy Guy don't like it to be too sweet so I pour some lemonade into their cups now and then I add another cup of sugar and pour the rest of the lemonade into six cups! Three were small sippy cups and the other five were plastic cups with designs on it. I got a tray and set all of the cups on it, with the four with less sugar facing the outside and the others facing in. I got the tray and placed it on my shoulder, opening the sliding doors.

When you first walk out you see Potato and Nancy sitting on the porch swing, his arm was around her shoulder and she was looking at him with a weird stare while he was just smiling. I tried to hold in my laughter while I tapped my foot to get both their attention. “Earth to lovers! Your lemonade, And don't worry Nancy, I didn't add as much sugar.” I handed them both their cups, Nancy’s had sewing materials on it and potatoes had a movie plot twist that he told me before it happened. Nancy dramatically bowed and Potato showed his thanks by downing half of it in seconds, laughing I continued on.

I went down the stairs to the edge of the pool where five people sat eating sandwiches, Richie and Jane were sitting in lounge chairs. Richie had Lilah in his lap. Apparently Jane was struggling to get her to eat but Richie had no problem. He was a natural with kids, he even helped me with them when they get overwhelmed sometimes. Aria and Aliah all sat in an outdoor swing with a good amount of shade.

I handed each kid their own sippy cup. Aria’s had pink dinosaurs all over it (we call her rawria when she's angry because she's a LOUD screamer), Lilah’s had music notes on it (she loves to dance and sing), and Aliah’s had a crashed car on it (she crashes her ‘car’ into the fire pit alotttt).

Jane got a cup with a few small “vote for jane” posters on it, and Richie with a record and comb on it. “Thank you Ali!” It was like a chorus from all three kids. Jane nodded at me covering her face stuffed with sandwich and Richie grinned, face also stuffed with sandwich. I nodded my head at them all and walked to the next so they could finally finish stuffing their faces without the stress of a baby crying.

and finally, it was Gil, Lainey, Ant (Shy Guy), Cynthia, and Olivia. Ant, Laniey, Cynthia and Gil were all playing volleyball in the pool. It was a nice fair game, except for the fact that Cynthia had both Lainey and Ant on her team and was still somehow losing. I sat the tray down next to Olivia who had her feet in the water cheering the three on, and sat on the opposite side of it to chat with her. “Having fun out here?” She was quick to grab her cup of lemonade and nod while gulping it down, Olivia's cup had a pair of heels and a typewriter on it.

Cynthia out of the blue dived into me, or the water around my legs. The ball which she was trying to block landed right into the tray. With ALL OF OUR DRINKS. Falling into the pool. Almost everyone froze, except for Lainey who was making an “OOO” sound at Gil. Cynthia was fast to stand up and push the tray out of my way. “Hey baby-” I snapped my head to her, making her jump a bit. “uhh- uh why don't we go back inside and make you a drink?” I paused, opening my mouth and closing it before picking my cup out of the water filled with chemicals and standing up. Cynthia got out with me. Giving Gil a ‘I just saved your ass’ look and the time to get all of the cups out of the water, placing them back on the tray.

Inside is where it's safe, inside is where I don't murder Gil. Cynthia wiped her legs down, and came inside right after me. She was quick to grab my waist, pull me in and kiss me softly. “Alias..Princess you can't be that mad because Gil accidentally did something..” I looked at her with an eyebrow raised. “Yes I can.” She frowned back, knowingly. “No you can’t- what's wrong Princess…tell me?” she pressed kisses to my neck. They weren’t sexual, they were soft and made my heart flutter. “I guess I'm just not used to someone else handling my sisters..I mean Richie is doing an amazing job, He can handle the terrible twos and the three year old! I just- feel like a terrible sister-” She put a hand on my cheek. “Baby you are the best sister- And I mean that! You're practically their mother. I mean you cook, you clean, bathe and take them to school. You take the role of your mother everyday- never doubt yourself on that again.” Cynthia rubbed my cheek softly. “Thank you Cyn..ya know- if you want we could go and “Make a baby” upstairs?”

Cynthia licked her lips and started to kiss me excitedly, making me giggle. Gil opened the sliding doors pausing at the sight of us, his jaw dropped. “YOU TWO-” I quickly grabbed the cup of water from the counter and threw it in his face. “Damn Gil! Tell everyone why don't you?!” I put the cup down and walked backwards slowly. “Tell. No one.” Grabbing Cynthia's hand we backed out of the room running up the stairs and into my room locking the door behind us..

Alot happened that night. The main gist is Cynthia has the fingers of a magician, and she is not afraid to use them. As for me, that's for a different day. But I think the most important part here? After we were showered, we went back down, ate smores with everyone after Ant made a fire! It was nice, although I'm pretty sure Gil is gonna pop this secret soon. But it's fine, we were gonna tell everyone anyways, but for now. It's more fun hiding it.

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Strawberry's covered in you

Synopsis - Getting high and eating chocolate covered strawberries with Cynthia <3

Masterlist

May thing

WARNINGS! - Intoxication, a bit spicy with a good bit of kissing.

Request - Nope, but i'm bored so send them in, but I can't promise they'll get done.

Word Count - 598

Speak Ali! - May day 1 & 2!! 200 words for both today and yesterday each, and the prompt "strawberry"!

Me and Cynthia were smoking reefer at the Foreman residence.

My “dad” was at work, The toddlers were at daycare, and Lainey and Tony (Shy Guy) were at the fair that was in town this week. We’d both been waiting for sometime at the house alone, just the two of us with no babies interrupting us and no Laineys to spy on us. Currently, Cynthia was laying on top of me with her hands on my waist and her lips attached to mine. She was exploring my mouth with her tongue while I was trying my hardest to not start giggling.

Cynthia started poking me with her finger tips making me burst out in laughter, mid kiss. “C-Cynthia!” She kept poking me, moving to straddle my hips. I was trying my hardest to get her to stop, using my elbows to try and pry her hands away. But with the laughing and blurry vision I wasn't making any progress. “C-Cyn! I-I’ll make- A COMPROMISE!” Trying to make a compromise while giggling is not easy. Cynthia stopped pretty quickly, looking at me with a raised eyebrow. “What compromise?”

I giggled a little more, the feeling of her fingers still lingering. “We can eat those chocolate covered strawberries.” She got up at lightning speed, pulling me up with her. “Deal!” I laughed at her as we both made our way down the stairs and into the kitchen only wobbling a little bit. I pulled out a glass container with mushrooms on the side and a pink lid, filled to the brim with strawberries covered in chocolate. Which just so happens to be Cynthia's favorite sweet.

Cynthia moved from the ball of her foot to the front rocking consistently. Opening the container, I picked out a nice strawberry and handed it out to her. “Here Cyn-” She grabbed my wrist, eating the strawberry out of the palm of my hand. “Alias- God you're so good at baking.” she let go of my wrist, ignoring my flushed face, and picked another strawberry out, devouring that one too. “God, these are so fucking good.”

Cynthia was groaning as she ate, they were decently sized strawberries she was shoving in her mouth. My face was bright red as I was slowly eating my one pretty big sized strawberry. Once I was done with my strawberry, Cynthia got a stupid idea. “Alias here.” She held out a strawberry for me, I put it in between my teeth but before I could bite into it, she bit into the other side. When I gasped, she took the chance and stole the other side of the strawberry from my mouth. Picking me up and sitting me on the counter, still attached to my lips. Nothing but the sweet bitterness of the strawberries and chocolate combined, kept me a bit sober right now.

Cynthia pulled back from the kiss with a smirk on her face, so smug about the way I was bright red. She put the lid back on the container but not before taking a few strawberry's out to eat on the way back up to my room. She kissed my forehead leaving behind a bit of chocolate from her face. Which I can't say anything about because I know it's from us kissing. We made our way back to my room even less wobbly this time, wiping her hands off on a towel from my laundry basket, she laid down on my bed, pulling me to lay with her.

We both fell asleep in my bed, stomachs full of delicious chocolate covered strawberries.

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Spin the bottle O'Clock

Synopsis - Spin the bottle! Spin the bottle at dots party, after the T-birds and us crash a party, Me and Nancy are ready to get it started but we're stopped by a game on spin the bottle, why does it keep getting worse after?

Masterlist

WARNINGS! - VAUGE DESCRIPTIONS OF SEXUAL ASSULT.

Request - Nope

Word Count - 4.1k (4'111 angel number :D)

Speak Ali! - please be careful reading this, don't trigger yourself. (The gif got me on my knees-)

Olivia, Nancy, Jane and I stood by the fireplace of the Dot household.

“This party is a drag,” Nancy spoke in a bored tone, her shoulder to mine as we lent against the pillar. “I hear that-'' She grabbed my forearm, pulling me to stand up straight. “What do you want to get up to?” interlacing her arm with mine, both of us perked up. We knew we had the same idea. “We could snoop in the medicine cabinet-” But as we started to walk away, we got pulled back by Olivia. “Nancy, Alias, we're here on a mission.”

Jane was looking nervous beside her, fidgeting with her fingers while trying to build up the guts to blackmail Buddy. “Maybe I should talk to him tomorrow-” Olivia interrupted her immediately, making Nancy and I wait, begrudgingly we went back to our original position. “Don't chicken out now! Come on, go get him alone, go!” She pushed her into the crowd softly with a smile.

Meanwhile, Nancy and I finally took our chance to escape. “We're gonna go find the fuse box, just in case we need to cut the power and cause some chaos.” We heard Olivia trying to stop us, but she can blame us? This is boring. We needed something fun to do!

“Gather round party people!” Me and Nancy stopped our short search to look at each other with annoyed faces. “It’s spin the bottle O’clock!” We both sighed and made our way to the circle that was starting to form where the couch previously was. I saw my brother - Shy Guy try to urge Cynthia to come and play as she was standing in the cut off of the circle but she made a big motion with her head as if calling him stupid for even suggesting it.

I knew he wanted to kiss her, he didn't know we were together yet, so I couldn't blame him for thinking he still had a chance, but she's my girlfriend so he doesn't. We made a deal that is was fair game since we liked the same girl. Her eyes darted to me after and a smug smile curled on her face, and I just knew it was ‘cause I was already looking at her.

“LISTEN UP! Foe’s I want a good, Clean game. keep your hands to yourself,” She patted her hands on her knees. “your lips pursed” She squished her cheeks together, it was absolutely adorable. “and if you land on someone ugly- just close your eyes and think of abe lincoln.” That made some people laugh, myself included.

She kneeled down to Jane, having a one sided conversation with her before popping right back up. “LET THE DEPRAVITY’S COMMENCE!” and set the bottle in the middle of the circle.

It started with Neil who got the girl in the white and red dress with a thin black belt. They made out for a minute, he grabbed her boob like the disgusting ass pervert he is. Dot went after, spinning the bottle and it landed on herself. Someone else spun they kissed, Richie spun he kissed the same girl as Neil, buddy spun and got Susan of course, Nancy spun and landed on Neil which I think almost made her throw up, especially when she looked back and Neil was doing kissy faces. “Pass.” Cynthia looked at her like she was crazy, standing up. “Pass?! You can’t pass!” Nancy shrugged, sitting back down. “STRIKEEE ONE!” Cynthia said like a baseball announcer.

Dot spun once again, again landing on herself. “This bottle is broken.” She sighed sorrowfully. Cynthia quickly moved on, trying to get Jane an in. “Ain't that a bite! Ok Jane, batter up!” Neil interrupted before Jane could even reach to get up to spin the bottle the bottle. “Wait wait- Alias over there hasn't gone yet.” I looked around like I was clueless. “Alias has gone- She uhh- Kissed Richie-” Cynthia looked aggravated that her plan to just skip over me wasn't working. She was trying to make an excuse that was definitely falling through.

I could see Olivia smirking at me from the corner of my eye, she knew what Cynthia was avoiding. Anyone could tell Cynthia was avoiding it. Richie shrugged with a smug smile, obviously fucking with Cynthia. “I don't remember it-” That aggravated attitude got Richie a glare. “It's fine Cyn, I can spin.”

She was glaring at me now, her hands in her pockets, and a pout on her face. I could tell she really didn't want to watch me kiss anyone else. “Fine! Alias, batter up.” But unlike the batter up Jane got mine was a lot less excited. And more aggressive not towards me but definitely to the bottle. I could feel her staring at me, It sent a chill down my back.

I spun the bottle, watched it spin twice and prayed to god it wouldn't land on a T-bird, then it landed on Buddy, someone even worse. “I hate this game.” I rolled my eyes and crawled over to Buddy, closing my eyes and giving him a quick peck and pulling back immediately.

“Hey! That doesn't count, it has to last longer than three seconds.” Neil practically yelled. I sighed and put my hand out in front of Cynthia because I could see her going to lunge at him, she was getting angrier by the seconds. I waited a second to see if Buddy was ok with it and kissed him again. Cynthia now stood in between us counting each second, sounding more and more aggravated with each number. I was pulling back as soon as she got to three.

The second I pulled away from the kiss, I spit into Buddy's cup and wiped my mouth, turning to Niel with a scowl. “You wanted a show, there's your show, slut.” Gaspes went around the circle, Some of them were from the ladies and T-birds who were proud, others were from the Socs who were offended. Niel looked pissed but I just ignored it.

I simply rolled my eyes and sat back down on the floor, next to where Nancy was supposed to be sitting but she seems to have disappeared. Cynthia looked SO pissed, down right ready to murder. She pulled me up and out of my spot in the circle to sit next to her on the couch.

“Finally! Jane batter up!” Jane grabbed the bottle spinning it, it spun twice and landed in between Richie and Buddy. Both Susan and Cynthia got on the floor to see which one but of course Cynthia went for the save. “It's a dead-heat.” She stood back up and went back to her spot behind Jane and infront of me.

“Chef's choice.” The boys started Oooh’ing, I already knew Jane was going to pick Buddy, but I can hope she’d pick Richie instead. “Buddy! And I want to do seven minutes in heaven.” Niel patted Buddy on the shoulder. “Attaboy!” Again, disgusting ass pervert. “A lot you politicians can get done in Seven minutes.”

Susan the fucking kill joy, picked the bottle up pointing it at Jane. “We can't just go changing the rules!” Cynthia, again came to the rescue. “Sure we can!” She set the bottle back in the middle. “Seven minutes in heaven is now on the table.” Jane and Buddy got up and walked to the closet getting whistles as they left.

Everyone sat back down waiting for Jane and Buddy so we continued the game. “Alright! Gilly, it's all yours.” Gil popped his collar and spun the bottle, it landed on Olivia, and as he crawled over to her, Cynthia pantsed him. Everyone was laughing and just to rub it in, Cynthia said. “Ha! Nice skid marks.” Making Gil pop.

“What the hell, Cynthia.” He was talking angry but quiet at first which isn't a good sign, I stood up to try and maybe get a hold of this before it got bad but it kept going before I could do anything. “Don't get mad, it was just a goof, I'm sure Olivia’s seen worse undies right?” She looked around the circle like she was asking. Then Gil exploded, and said it.

“Why can’t you act like a normal girl.” Cynthia's face dropped and so did mine. Olivia stood up right as Cyn was leaving, she went to go after her but I stopped it. Turning to Gil I spoke in the calmest voice I could. “I understand your angry but I swear to the heavens above Gil the next time you say some shit to her, It better be a fucking apology.” I kicked the back of his knee and ran off after Cynthia.

When I found Cynthia, she was in a dark hallway curled up on herself, I didn't hesitate to sit beside her, grab her hand and pull her into me. Letting her cry into my chest. “I'm so sorry Cyn, but it's not true..you're not, not a normal girl? But you're also not a normal girl! You're you! and that's all-” Jane came down the hallway so we had to separate a bit, Cynthia wiped her tears and I wiped the wet stains from the tears on my shirt. She put her comb back in her sock making me giggle at how stupid it looked. We both stood up walking towards Jane. “So did you do it? Did you expose that lying bastard?”

Olivia and Nancy followed a bit after Jane came in. “I couldn't!” Jane let out an exhausted sigh and Nancy looked pissed. “Why not!” When Buddy walked past the hallway to grab his keys he looked at all of us and we glared back. “He deserves to go down!” Nancy whispered as soon as he was out of view. “Which is it! It wouldn't be him who goes down..” Jane looked tired, we all looked tired honestly. But Olivia spoke what we couldn't say. “It’d be Susan.”

Jane started pacing up and down a small portion of the hallway. “He cheats on tests, he's cool! He smokes reefer, He's cool. He goes all the way with Susan..” She looked defeated. “He's cool.” Olivia finished it off. “And she's a slut.” She looked back at Me, and then to the girls in front of her. “Just like us.” Cynthia finally spoke up. “I don't understand girls.” - “What?!” Jane was confused but I knew exactly what she was talking about.

“If Buddy did to me what he did to you? He’d be at home right now crying to his mommy with a fat lip!” She made an uppercut motion with her hand. “What do you think happened to the guy who started that rumor about Alias? He sure as hell ain't at this school anymore!” I snapped my head over to Cynthia confused. “You did that!”

She looked away from me guiltily. Olivia spoke up before I could say anything else. “I should probably get home before my mom finds out I snuck out.” Nancy and me both sighed, looking at each other exhausted. “But it's barely 11!”

Cynthia grabbed my hand dragging me down the hallway with her. “Let's make it like a tree and leaf.” I almost snorted at her joke if it weren't for the fact I almost hit my hand on the table from her recklessness when dragging me. “And I don't wanna see Gil's rat face either!” I took my hand back from Cynthia and walked over to Nancy. We both let out these long, exaggerated, frustrated groans. I let her speak first. “Ya know I was excited about coming to this party tonight, because I thought we would all have fun.” Then I continued. “But instead all ANY of you have done all night is obsess over stupid.” I let her finish off the sentence. “Boys.”

Cynthia looked offended, “Don't look at me.” Nancy snapped right back. “Here's looking right at ya kid!” I rolled my eyes and took a step closer to Cyn. “You spent the whole night obsessing over impressing the T-Birds!” Nancy gave me an appreciative look. “Boys!” She finished for me again.

“Yeah! Because none of you laugh at my jokes and I'm hilarious!” I looked around at the other three a bit offended, because I do in fact, laugh at her jokes! “But I guess I'm too girl to be one of the boys, and too boy to be one of the girls.” I sighed and nodded understanding where she's coming from. “I give up, I’m going there-” When she started walking away, Jane went after her, comforting her in the mantle space.

Olivia blocked my view of the two but I tried to keep an eye out. “Alias, Nancy I think you’re both just a little upset over, spin the bottle.” We both laughed. “Why would ‘spin the bottle’ upset us?” I answered for us both, looking at Nancy confused. Olivia moved circles with her hands. “'cause you two, never kissed a boy before.” I started laughing, and Nancy just looked Gobsmacked. “Are you kidding? We’ve kissed every boy at this party.” She made a motion going back and forth from us.

Olivia's mouth dropped, Cynthia's head practically spun off its axis to look at me, and Jane looked confused. “huh?-” - “What?” - “What!” All of them looked surprised.

Nancy used the chair to get onto the table and I sat in the chair itself. “Back in junior high, we had these parties all the time.” - “She went with Edith and Ellen, I went with Maria and Kt- All the Soc guys were there.” - “Kissing is fine! It's a Lark.” and I started giggling looking at how surprised they were at me. Cynthia looked down at me with a raised eyebrow. “I was an in denial Lesbian who had a massive crush on her best friend, I kissed to take the pain away!” I dramatically laid a hand on my forehead leaning back onto Nancy's legs, who started laughing at how stupid I looked.

“But the best part is creating a brutal rating system with your friends afterwards!” I leaned my head back to give her a high five, both of us laughing. Jane spoke up. “So…you two kissed Buddy?” Nancy nodded. “Like 15 times.” I started laughing thinking back to spin the bottle. “16 times for me now.” Cynthia did not look happy at that reference, maybe a little jealous (a lot a jealous). “Solid B..minus.” Jane looked a little upset. “just being honest..” I looked up to her with my eyebrow furrowed. “Really? I gave him a C..”

She looked down to me unsurprised. “Alias you never gave anyone over a C.” I put my hands up in defeat. “And that's why you all weren't surprised when I said I was a lesbian!” - Nancy sighed from above me. “Now everyone takes boys so seriously” She dragged out her words, obviously using it to tell us she finds it stupid.

I stood up from the chair. Letting my hand out dramatically, bowing so Nancy could get up. “Just imagine how fun this party would be, if we could go backwards! do it all, without boys.” She said boys like it was venom in her mouth. The four of us followed after her, looking into the glass doors.

– I can't do this song. I'm sorry but it's too much to explain and I don't wanna do it dirty. –

While they were daydreaming about a world without boys I was going to find the fun!

If I knew the fun meant getting assaulted, I don't think I would’ve left.

I found the boys spiking the punch so I said something and then they got angry, and I tried to fight back but it was three against one, and they can do a lot in a minute. Like grope you in places you don't want to be touched by anyone other than your girlfriend��and they definitely are not Cynthia.

Cynthia –

I leaned against the table Nancy sat on at one point continuing to think about how amazing it would be without boys. So many women, So many pretty, pretty women. “Yeah that sounds nice.” Olivia leaned against the wall at the front of the hallway. I stood up straight and had to do a double take to look at the glass doors, spotting Neil and his friends spiking the punch.

“Hey come look at this-” I whispered, using my fingers to motion them over. looking inside there were three boys spiking the punch, and if you stood up just a bit more, you could see MY girlfriend, sitting on the floor, shaking. Her button up shirt was opened and a bra strap pulled down, she had scratch marks on her arm and looked so dead inside. “I'm going to fucking murder them-” I was beyond angry, i'm going to put my foot so far up their asses it’ll come out of their fucking mouths and then put them in jail for the most disgusting fucking crime!

“Holy shit, is that Alias?” - “They’ve gone way too low, even for those bottom feeders.” Nancy looked murderous too. “Boys will be boys.” Olivia said sarcastically, mocking the people who defended this shit. “I'm not sitting here-” When I went to run to get Alias, Jane stopped me by grabbing my arm. “Cynthia, wait!- If they try anything else we’ll go get her, but for right now we’ll wait for them to leave and then you can be her knight in shining armor, it's safer for us all.” I moved her hand off my shoulder and corrected her. “I'm her stable girl.” I got looks but just shrugged it off pissed that I was stopped in the first place.

Jane moved over to the other side of the doors. “Maybe we can't prove that Buddy's not a good guy..But we can do something about these jerks..right now.” I couldn't take my eyes away from the glass door, I had to make sure she was ok, or that at least they wouldn't do anything else. “What do you have in mind?” I spoke, never looking away. Nancy spoke up next, talking to me. “You had a pretty good idea earlier.” I still didn't look away from Alias on the other side who had closed her eyes at this point. But I was thoroughly confused

Alias –

I did not expect to see Olivia walk into the room, I was so hopeful. But then she started flirting with the boys? She walked in, said follow me to the boys in a seductive tone and winked at me as she left. A few seconds later though, The one person I wanted to see walked in. “Alias! Are you ok? Oh my god- I'm gonna fucking kill them, if they ever lay another hand on you I will find the most painful way for them to crash and burn in hell!”

Cynthia grabbed my hand and kissed it softly, she was so gentle with me, making sure to be careful where she touched. We spoke with our eyes for the rest of the time. When she looked down at my shirt, I nodded saying it was ok if she rebuttoned it. When she kept staring at me, I kissed her softly, enjoying the feeling of her against me. No one but her, Only. Her.

She took her flannel off, and put it on me. Kissed my cheek softly and asked with her eyes before hugging me tightly. “I'm so sorry- I should’ve been there- I should-” I put a hand over her mouth. “I'm not your responsibility, I'm my own responsibility. I shouldn't have left you guys anyways-”

She sighed, hugging me again. “Do you wanna do anything? Go to the police-” - “No!- They will never believe me if I do- especially since i’m a mexican, they’ll probably just think i'm high on coke or something..” Cynthia sighed and I did too. Leaning my head against her chest, she ran her hands through my hair. We kissed one more time. It was closed mouth and gentle, her hands held my waist and our bodies were pulled together, my hands were in her hair and she pulled me so close I was sitting on her lap.

In the moment I felt as light as a feather, like I was soaring in the sky because of how good I felt compared to minutes ago where I felt like I would rather be dead than be in that situation again.

Nancy walked in making a face at the fact we were sucking face in the middle of a room. “Hey!” Finally noticing Nancy walk in the room we pulled away from each other. “Princess, stable girl! We have people to fuck up.” I looked at them both confused. “You’ll see.” I stood up, pulling Cynthia’s flannel around me a little more to get comfortable walking again.

When we walked out the room, Nancy, Olivia, and Jane were all by Dots dad’s study, Tying the door locked. Olivia doing a stupidly complicated knot very fast. When she turned around and saw shocked faces, she said - “What, I was a girl scout.” She shrugged her shoulders. ��You're something special, you know that?” Jane spoke surprised, making Olivia smile.

There were a few tugs on the door handle, and one of the boys was speaking. “Hey let us out of here, what's the big idea?” Jane spoke first. “The idea is that you spiked the punch with alcohol and assaulted our friend.” Olivia next. “So we spiked your alcohol with Caster Oli!” - “What?!”

I started laughing leaning on Cynthia. “I love you guys.” They all smiled at me. “Don't worry! It's a safe and effective dose!” Nancy pulled me up and we both spoke at the same time in the same voice, doing the same over dramatic motions. “It's no big deal!” Cynthia behind me tried not to laugh as she spoke. “Just something to loosen you up!” The boys were begging to get out.

“You're right it's not funny to put something in somebody's drink to make them out of control of their body!” Cynthia put her elbows on me and Nancy's shoulders. “Thank god you two snooped in those medicine cabinets.”

Me and Nancy both looked at each other concerned. “Dot's mom has a lot of pills.” I nodded in agreement. The three started to bang on the door violently, All three of them started yelling. “Let us out you Pink-O tramps!” We all grabbed someone's hand and ran out of the house laughing our asses off.

“Added to the list, Pink-O Tramps!” Nancy yelled walking down the street. “The Pink-O Tramps, now that is a jacket!” Jane added on. “Why not! Everyone already thinks we're such bad girls!” She spoke in an accent. Cynthia put her arm around my shoulders as we walked, pulling me closer into her. “We're not girls, we're Ladies.”

While Nancy swished her ‘hair’ behind her back I did a few steps and curtsied to them all as they walked before getting back into rhythm with them, or with Cynthia at least when she put her arm around my shoulders again. “The pink ladies.” Jane said from a few feet behind us. Cynthia looked skeptical at first but when I started giggling at the name with a smile, she gave in. “Fine! I'll consider it!- on a trial basis!” I let myself break out in full laughter and kissed her cheek a few times. Soon she was laughing along with me and the other girls.

“So Jane? You think a Pink lady can become president?” Jane looked exhausted at the reminder. “I've spent so much time just trying to prove that I'm the good guy, and Buddys the bad guy! And I'm realizing that sometimes, you gotta be bad to do good.” I nodded at her with a smile making Jane smile back.

“That is not a bad campaign slogan, for the leader of a girl gang!” Nancy did this excited little dance, and Jane took out a bobby pin from her hair. “Anyone up for..stopping by the school?” All of us were smiling. “Let's go.”

I put my hands in the back pocket of Cynthia's jeans smiling and twirled her around to face me, pulling her into a kiss. “We're gonna rule the school this year, Cyn.” She smiled, pulling me in again. “Fuck yeah we are.” By the time we were done, the girls were calling us. “COME ON LOVE BIRDS!” - “YEAH STOP KISSING” - “WERE GONNA START WITHOUT YOU!” We were both laughing at that point, running after the girls who were walking off without us.

It's going to be hard to go to school tomorrow, or get home and explain to my siblings why I have red hand marks on me when i give them baths, or why I flinch away from my "dad"s touch. But I have my girls, and thats all I need to walk into school with my head high tomorrow.

[deadsnothere]

Brian send help.

Synopsis - Alias goes to Cynthia's house halfway through the fall ball to talk to her dad. It ends up turning out in her favor, it just takes a bit of..kiss- CONVINCING.

WARNINGS!! - Gays-?

Masterlist

Request - No but i am working on two request now.

Word count - 1.5k 😨

Speak Ali! - I've had this started since the episode i just finished it now!! (i'm dying-) Taglist anyone?

“If you need something tonight kid- I may be Cynthia's dad but I've been there for your entire life, I’ll be here for you now.”

In my yellow dress with a pink ladies jacket across my shoulders, I almost wanted to die. The fall ball sucked ass, and it's still going!- I walked into Cynthia trying to make out with my brother..Ya know- for once I thought I was winning! 'He's the big brother' Jones says- ‘He doesn't have to take care of the girls.’ said Jones. And now he's won the girl- and I'm still taking care of Jones' kids.

So I’m standing outside of Cynthia's town house, waiting for her dad to open the door.

And when Brian does (after four hours) he’s quick to rush me in. “Kid- are you ok?” he patted my back, taking a beer out of the fridge and handing it to me. “...She kissed Anthony..” He nodded knowingly, rubbing my back as I opened the bottle of beer with my mouth. “And you're jealous?” When I looked over to him, mouth opened in shock, he laughed at me. “Alias, When someone is in love with my daughter..I can tell.” He shrugged his shoulders, leaning back onto the counter. “And you're not weirded out?” it was a scary thing, being gay in this town, or time- fuck the USA it sucks here.

Brian raised both eyebrows and had to hold back a laugh. “I was doing crack in the 40’s a year before I got Cynthia's mother pregnant. I only sobered up and went to rehab to take care of Cynthia.” Eyebrows furrowed and mouth wide open, I looked up to him, shocked. “You were doing crack?!” He busted out laughing. “Yeah! Everyone did crack back then- I don't remember most of my teen years. But there was a boy who made me feel better than any girl had.” I pushed the pink ladies jacket off my shoulders and placed it on the counter, turning around and chugging the entire beer (no matter how disgusting it is) and throwing it away in the makeshift trash can they have.

“Yeah- uh, don't do that- no more for you. But what I'm saying is I know how you feel, growing up like this- In times like this..it's not going to end well, I'm sure you and Cynthia will figure it out- Now I know she said she was going to stay at yours tonight and she just might. So you stay here tonight.” Sighing, I leaned my head back onto the cabinets. “Thanks dad. I appreciate it.” he looked down at his watch concerned at the fact it was getting close to 8, when he had to leave for work.

(I'm starting to think he knew she would come home..)

Brian ruffled my hair and shooed me over to the couch. “There’s reefer in the top drawer if you really need it, just don't smoke it all and only do it here.” He put a blanket over me and grabbed his keys from the holder. “Don't die! We can talk more in the morning but I have to go to work.” I nodded and he turned the TV on as he left. “Bye dad.” - “Bye Kid!” As soon as the door shut I wasn't sure what to do. There was nothing interesting on, so I just went to sleep, I was tired anyways.

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“Alias, what the fuck are you doing here?” A voice was tapping me awake. “Huh-” Cynthia was standing over me, a jacket over her shoulders, shoes off, and a bottle of beer in her hand. “Alias, what are you doing here?! Shy guy has been looking for you-” I rolled my eyes and stood up, picking up my shoes and messily buckling them back on. “I don't know and at this point I don't care-” I was on my way out when she stopped me. “Alias what is up with you!” I let in a shaky breath, my hands were clenched and my knees were weak.

I took a second breath in, because one was not enough for this BULLSHIT, and spoke. “What is up with me? You never showed one minute of interest in my brother and now that I was going to the ball with Andrew as friends- he's your boyfriend!” She looked at me shocked, like we hadn't kissed before. “I've always liked your brother!-” I let out a dead chuckle. “Oh, dont fuck with me Zdunowski. I'm not stupid, You’re not in love with him! You were just- stupid, I don't know?!” She looked at me with her eyebrows furrowed and mouth open. “Why are you here, Alias?” I looked her in the eye this time, I'm not doing this like a pussy. I took my hand back, started to dust off her dress and placed a hand on her face.

“Because I'm in love with you, and for some reason I just love to hurt myself.” I sighed and sped walked out of the door, trying to slam it shut but she stopped it before I could. I was half way down the hallway by the time she got me again. She grabbed onto my hands, spinning me around, watching me trip, and getting dragged down with me. We were very close, her breathing was unsteady, our hearts matched beats. And once I finally had the balls, Our lips were sealed like a secret. Her hands grabbed my waist and she got as close as she could, even if it was awkward. It felt like heaven, if heaven was two teenage girls kissing in a hallway. “I- I love you too, I’ve been in love with you since we were 10- And for the last 6 years i've been convincing myself i loved Shy Guy not you but...I- i just..can I please kiss you more, please?” When I nodded she dipped down again, kissing me more. And more, and more! everyone of them, felt different, felt like a different emotions. Confusion, burning, love, yearning. everything a person could feel in just a few kisses.

We ran back into the home and shut the door behind us. My back was pressed into the door while Cynthia was skillfully untying my dress and kissing me at the same time. It felt so real, my vision isn't blurry and my body didn't feel fake. She was quick to start leaving hickeys down my neck, it made me giggle at first but the more bite marks she left the more I was glad my dress was already untied. She dragged me into her room, but her demeanor changed when she sat me on the bed and closed her door. “Here, take these clothes-” it wasn't in an annoyed manner, but she wasn't willing to look at me. “Cynthia what's wrong?-" She was changing out of her own dress now. Her hands slowly took off her dress and stockings. Changed them for pajama pants and a wife beater that made my face red, showing off her arms, built from all the car work she does.

Cynthia finally paying attention to me again, placed her hands on my cheeks. “I was forcing myself on your brother just an hour ago- and now I don't know-...I feel like an asshole for not chasing after you.” I smiled at her, kissing the palm of her hand. “You kinda are-” “Alias!” “What it's the truth!- I'm not gonna lie to you. But, I'll at least give you a chance to make it up to me.” I stood up from the bed and let my dress fall from my shoulders, gracefully. Cynthia was quick to help me out of it. She unclasped my bra and took it off for me, kissing the distance of my shoulders, and up my neck. She pushed my shorts off my hips, and got on her knees in front of me. Kissed along my hips for a few seconds before stopping right in front of my lace underwear.

“Please..” She looked desperate in front of me. I almost felt bad for saying no, but I didn't feel like it. I lent down and kissed her temple. “I..don't feel like it- i'm sorry..i just really want to sleep-” Cynthia was quick to pop up, standing on her feet again. “No! No it's ok, it's ok I'm fine to go to sleep!” She kissed my temple and picked up her shirt, putting it over my head and helping me find the arm holes. Finally, she dragged me to her bed, laid me down, and pulled her blanket onto me, falling asleep next to me. I've spent so long wishing for this, and now here I am.

Cynthia was laid down beside me in her bed, with all of my fingers and toes. no bullshit reason just, Love. And fuck was Brian right, I am in love with his daughter.

The more Cynthia grabbed onto my waist and pushed her head into my neck. The more I knew I was ready for whatever conversation brian was going to have with me in the morning about what kind of relationship with his daughter, although I'm not sure about that myself.

[deadsnothere]

I've never requested anything before so sorry of this is in the wrong spot.

If you're still taking requests could you do one with Cynthia and popular girl? Kind of 'Little Miss Perfect' thing

Little miss perfect.

Synopsis - After agreeing to fake date potato, Alias runs into a little bit of trouble with their manager and Cynthia gets wedged into the equation, from a fallen jacket.

WARNINGS!! - MENTIONS AN ABUSIVE ADULT CHILD RELATIONSHIP (Alias & her Manager)

Request - YES!!

Word count - 1.8k

Speak Ali! - Got motivation randomly.

…This feels wrong- this feels so wrong- but here i am!

My name is Alias Foreman.

My brother is Shy guy, he's on a very different popularity level than me but he's also one of my favorite people. He's a part of a ‘gang’ called the T-Birds, their affiliated with the girl gang The Pink Ladies.

And i would never ever say this to any of my friends, but i absolutely adore them. I mean Jane was bold enough to run for president after being humiliated by the people i call friends! And Olivia is amazing, she's just got her head stuck in the wrong place. Nancy is bold, she's talented and amazing! and the prettiest in my opinion, Cynthia. I know it's hard to believe- I mean my brother has a crush on her! but she's just so…Magnetic! She's funny and cute, and reckless, and downright rude, sometimes...but i'm just so pulled towards her!

I adore all of them, but I act like I don't so my parents won't suspect anything…I've been "popular" and "smart" and "perfect" since grade school. If I mess that up now I'm screwed. Which is why I needed a cover, and I knew just the person.

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“Potato! Can we talk before you leave?” The pink ladies, and T-Birds sat in the same car, obviously all stuffed in as the car is way too small to hold them all. They all stared at me like, I was a threat to their name or something. It made me want to crawl up and die. “Uh- What do you need?” I smiled softly trying to keep a smile on my face as I got glare’s all over. “Uh can we talk inside?-” I pointed to the front door, opening it up for him as he jumped out of the car, almost everyone groaning, realizing their going to have to wait longer now.

“Alias this is really unlike you- what's up?” Patato, who was clearly confused, looked at me like I was crazy. I was looking down at my feet and trying to pull all my thoughts together- “You like Nancy, And- I-I like Cynthia.” When I spoke I immediately closed my eyes, only opening them a bit, to look at his face. Which looked more shocked, than anything. “Y-You know I like Nancy!-” I opened both eyes and looked at him confused. “You're not surprised I like Cynthia?” Now he looked at me, confused. “Not really, Me and the T-Birds have been making jokes about it for years-” My face dropped a bit, before he explained himself. “Not! not because your gay or anything but because both you and your brother like her!-” My face turned into a smile again, laughing. I jumped to hug him. “Oh my god- Ok wait, so now that we both have that established- Do you want to fake date to get their attention?”

He hugged me back for a moment, pulling away as soon as I suggested the fake dating. “Your crazy!-” i interrupted him almost immediately. “But just think! Nancy is going to notice you! Someone will have what she wants- and I'll be able to hang around you guys more- and maybe you can get the gangs to listen to my songs when i perform at the frosty palace, I can send Cynthia messages through them!-” I'd be lying if i said i didn't have this planned out for a while, Like months.

He still looked unsure. “What about your brother?-” I sighed softly, looking out to see if anyone was looking from the car. “I love him, and he's the only one who's truly there for me, but look at cynthia. She is not straight- She is a circle amongst circles.” Potato nodded, solemnly. An idea popped into his head. “Get your coat! You're coming with us-'' My eyes widened in shock. “I can't- I have to perform at the frosty palace!-” Potato thought for a second before grabbing my coat off the rack and putting it on my shoulders, dragging me out holding my hand. “Guys! We're going to the frosty palace instead!”

I could feel them staring at us, feel them stare at me. “Uh- Hi?” A few of them rolled their eyes but either way I somehow got into the car and sat down in between my brother and Potato, who has his arm around me. Nancy was glaring at me, Cynthia and Ant (Shy guy) were glaring at Potato.

Once we arrived at the frosty palace, I could hear someone screaming from the inside. “ALIAS BETTER BE HERE-” Oooh fuck- My eyes widened as i jumped out of the car, grabbing my jacket, Potato grabbed my arm before i could run off. The only one who looked worried was Shy guy, but that's also because Shy guy knew what happened behind that stage. “Alias what's wrong?-” I smiled and patted his hand, acting like i wasn't going to get slapped and punched as soon as i got backstage, i was supposed to be there at 8:00 it's currently 8:02 and my manager is going to be pissed. “It's nothing! My manager just gets a little rowdy sometimes-” Nancy looked over to me with her eyebrows furrowed- “Sometimes? I've seen that women get so pissed-" - “Anyways! I gotta go before I get any later- Bye everyone, thanks for the ride!”

I ran into the frosty palace as fast as my flats would allow me to. As soon as I got backstage, I threw down my stuff on a vanity set there for the performers to get ready. Taking note of my missing jacket which I swear, I grabbed.

“MS.FOREMAN.” Oh shit. I quickly tried to get myself together, grabbing my bag and holding it close to me. “Do you understand how horrible you being late looks to us? Do you really think anyone is going to sign with you if you continue this laziness, you inconsiderate slut!” I stood there, I could feel my body trying to shake as she stood in front of me. I clenched my entire body, stopping the shaking before it could get bad.

“You’re such a brat!”

One.

“I do all of this for you and you come in late!”

Two.

“Other clients have never shown me such laziness.”

Three.

“I could quit- right now! and everyone would believe it's your fault.”

Four.

Two slaps on each cheeks.

I stayed quiet, not showing any weakness. She just laughed and scoffed at me. “Cant even have to decency to show some remorse.” Once she walked away, I sat down at the Vanity. Taking makeup out of my purse and starting to cover the redness is my cheeks.

“You shouldn't let her do that to you.” “OH MY GOD-” i jumped, almost falling out of my seat as Cynthia came out from behind the curtain I usually pulled back to change. “It's- Fine..What are you doing back here? only staff is allowed back here-” She scoffed leaning into the wall beside my vanity as i went back to covering my cheeks with powder. “You dropped your coat, your boyfriend told me to bring it to you.” I grabbed my jacket from her, our hands touched as she passed it over.

She didn't move from her spot as I continued to finish my makeup, inspecting my face. “Tell someone.” I stopped and looked up at her. “What?” She looked at me like I was stupid. “Tell someone what she's doing-” I stood up from my stool and went to her face to face, even if she's a few inches shorter than me. “I can’t- You don't understand-” She interrupted me. “Yes I do! Stand up to her, Stop it!” I rolled my eyes and started to put my makeup away. “No you don't Cynthia. I've been dealing with her since I was five- I told my father! I'm not sure how perfect Anthony has set our home life up to be, but I promise you it's not.” Cynthia looked at me, shocked. “Shy guy hasn't said anything about your home life..”

“Well good- If my home life got to the school I'd be ruined- i’d be killed socially-” Cynthia scoffed and laughed sarcastically. “Come on? Is that all you're worried about- Your social level, shallow Alias.” I rolled my eyes, I could feel anger bubbling up in my stomach, or its butterflies-..I can't tell. “No- it's not all i'm worried about, if it got out to the school i have to take care of four children by myself while my dad gets drunk all the time, I’d be fucked because they would call CPS.” I rolled my eyes again, closing my purse. A stage manager opened the door slightly, not looking up from her clipboard. “Foreman you're on in 10!” I waved at them, with a smile watching as they walked out with no other words.

Cynthia didn't say anything, she wasn't sure what to say. “Listen, that isn't even what we're talking about-! You shouldn't put yourself through that!” I leaned onto the vanity, my head rocking back as I sighed, my eyes closing. “I've tried to tell my dad, he just laughed in my face and told me I probably deserved it.” Cynthia looked around, trying to figure out another way for me to get out. “Listen- I have a contract with her I can't defy.” I finally stood up again once the same stage manager came in, still focused on her clipboard. “I was wrong that last time- Five til!” Watching her leave, I sighed and shook my head fixing my hair softly.

“Listen Cynthia, I’m stuck. I don't know what else you want out of me.” She now stood in front of me, blocking my way to the door. “Just!- You have to look out for yourself to-” I rolled my eyes, trying to get a way out. “I have four kids to look out for, there's no time for myself.” She blocked my way cornering me at my vanity.

I kissed her. My hands slipped! They slipped onto her face as I leaned down to kiss her. Ok so maybe it was stupid decision- but there was so much in me screaming at me to kiss her, and i just had to give in. I had to. It felt amazing for the few seconds she kissed back, but she almost immediately pulled away. When we were both staring at each other, neither was sure what to say. I panicked when her face twisted into some feeling. I couldn't tell what it was but- I was so sure it was disgust. “I-I…I’m so sorry- I have to go!” I was quick to grab a pair of gloves from behind me and run away from her as she tried to grab my arm. I ran into the stage director on the way, telling me I had seconds until I had to be on stage.

The stage and the heat of the lights around me felt comforting for the first time in years.