(A/N) Okey dokey guys. I've got a story that I've actually managed to START. Aren't you proud of me? Yaaaaay. Ok, enough messing around. It's go time. This is my baby, so be gentle. Call out any spelling errors, though. I suck at this, but I don't want to suck THAT badly.
It's not like she had gone to O'Connor's with that exact intention in mind. Because who the hell goes to a gas station with a plan like that?
It just kind of... dawned on her.
Arianna Agni walked swiftly towards the gas station that particular morning. She wasn't in any particular hurry, she just liked to walk fast. She smirked, tempted to go as fast she could go, but shook her head and squashed the thought. A jar of peanut butter and a loaf of bread were not worth the trouble of epic proportions that she would undoubtedly land herself in if she were to show off, even just a little. She shuddered, remembering the incident with Miss Roxy at the Sun Club a few weeks ago. The last thing Ari needed was a repeat of that disaster...
Although... it's not like it had been entirely her fault. The tramp had been asking for it, and that gravy flat-out refused to come out of that shirt...
Ari stopped abruptly and cocked her head in curiosity as a blue car with three men in the front seat pulled up to the pump at Jake's place. In the few weeks she'd been in this town, Jake's had never gotten any business. According to the overly helpful old lady at the laundromat, it was common knowledge that O'Connor's, which was right next door to Jake's, had better service and prices... which meant that these people were newcomers like her. Ari observed the three men as they exited the car.
One of them was a rather knobby, skinny string-bean looking guy who didn't look too much older than Ari herself. Bet he gets picked on by big guys, Ari smirked.
Another was a man that looked really down on his luck. Seriously, he took scruffy to a whole new level. The man looked like a druggie. Well, if he's looking to not be down on his luck, he's in the wrong town.
The last man made Ari arch an eyebrow and pull her sunglasses down. Damn, he looks like he could snap a grown man in half with his bare hands! Not that he was enormously muscular (Although he was pretty big), he just had a sort of... air about him that screamed "I could totally kill a man". It was pretty awesome. And kinda scary. But mainly awesome...
Hang on, did String Bean just say D.C.? Ari listened closer.
Yep. He sure did. Apparently, String Bean and Co. had plans to go to Washington D.C. Something about picking someone up... but that wasn't important. What was important was the fact that Ari had just found a forced volunteer to get her out of this yagalistic town.
"Well, well, well; gents." Ari murmured to herself, as she watched the men go into Jake's tiny store. "Looks like you've just caused my lucky day."
Sooooo What do you guys think so far? Yes, no, maybe so? I'd ask if you guys like Ari, but I don't want you to decide just yet... Actually, that's really important, HEY GUYS READ THIS. DON'T FORM AN OPINION ABOUT ARI YET! Why? Because you haven't seen Ari in all of her glory yet. Trust me, the next chapter is the golden goose of Ari-ness. Form your opinion AFTER you read the next chapter.