Author's Note: Raspberry is going to get a makeover. The previous storyline was crap and confusing and at the time I was writing this, I thought I could wing it, but things have changed and there's really no growth for the characters-not to mention, there's too fucking many of them. Besides, I have no idea where I left off (and I'm having vague feelings of horror about some of the stuff I've wrote) and I'm pretty sure there are similar plot lines out there that are more successful and can better deliver than I can. So I'm just gonna do what I wanna do and keep the title "Raspberry" and some of the dialogue. Now as for Peppermint, I'm pretty sure I just wanted to write a crap load of smut and put enough story line to keep people interested, but I'm not into that anymore and Peppermint's not really the main priority.
Disclaimers: I don't own High School Musical or its characters, but I'm using them to do my bidding. If you're offended by sexual/violent references/behavior, it's best you get off the train and wait for another one.
So here's the revamped version of Raspberry that I pulled out of my ass…
Prologue
You can't find Winters on the U.S. map. It's a small beach town with enough tourism to be famous along the coast but not enough to be overcrowded or booked during the summer. Here, you will find two gas stations and one of everything-one park, one bar, one restaurant, one bakery, one library, one high school, one hospital, one police station, one clinic, etc.
If you need a drink, go to sweet Maria's Collywobbles; after she passed away, her daughter took over the place and renovated for an even better atmosphere. If you want something sweet to eat, go to My Bakery is Too Sexy for You; the owner isn't bad to look at either, but his wife is rather possessive and can blind a poor fool with her flashy pink outfits-and sadly, he's very much in love with her, despite her manipulative tendencies. If you want to hang glide, then hang glide. If you want to go sailing, then go sailing. If you want to eat all the ice cream in town, prepare to have a small woman rob you of your money for making her aid you in your ice cream binge.
Be careful of the locals. They can make your life hell if they don't like you-which might be easier compared to them liking you. Because if they like you, they'll never leave you alone. Most of them have never heard of the word "privacy" or the term "butt the fuck out." They even have a local radio station dishing out gossip and if you miss the updates, just go to their Facebook fan page. But once you're one of them, they will always have your back.
Just remember these two things:
1. Sometimes it's okay if the young are old and the old are young.
2. If you're destined to be with someone, they will damn sure make it happen.