So this is my first ever AU but I've been toying with the idea for a little while. Not sure exactly where it's headed. Probably towards a lot of hi-jinx between the two girls as they are in high school. Let me know what you think :)
Alex stepped back to admire her work. The neon tag took up almost the entire height of the stone wall. "The cops will love this one," Alex smirked. This wasn't the first time she had defaced property. And it most certainly wouldn't be the last. She picked up the green spray paint can by her feet, shook it, and added some color to the left side. It was the middle of May and the night air was warm as it brushed up on Alex's arm. She continued to paint, absorbed in her work, when her phone rang.
Looking at the caller I.D. she saw that it was her best friend, Nicky Nichols. "Hey Nick. What's up?"
"Oh you know. The usual boring shit. Just got out of work. Want to come over and do some shit?" "Do some shit" was usually code word for some form of drug. And Alex never refused an offer like that.
"Sure thing. I'm just finishing up here. I can be there in 20. Does that work?"
"Perfect. See you then."
Hanging up, Alex put her phone in her pocket and began to put the paint cans into her backpack. As she was cleaning up, she heard laughing and a what sounded like a lot of people all talking at once.
She looked up and saw a group of teenagers walking down the road. It looked as though they had just got out of the theatre up the road, as they were all holding what looked like parts of a script. There were about 10 of them all together. Alex figured they were probably about her age, but she didn't recognize any of them.
Not that that surprised her much. She went to the local public high school but there were a few private schools in the area. Most of these kids looked to preppy for mainstream school. Through the small crowd, there was one girl that stuck out. She was blonde, her hair reaching down her back and lightly blowing in the wind. She was wearing a blue halter top with a black skirt that stopped just above her knees. She was beautiful. Alex leaned against the wall, and lit a cigarette, all the while staring at the blonde.
"Damn," Alex softly said as she looked her up and down.
As if the girl could feel her, she looked over her shoulder. Her eyes were blue and pierced right into Alex's green. Alex's heart skipped a beat as she sucked in her breath.
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"I can't believe I got the lead!" Piper said excitedly as they left the theatre late Saturday night. Her friend Jake Walltham laughed and put his arm around her shoulder.
"Don't be so surprised. You totally rock the part."
Piper smiled and looked up at him. Jake and her had been friends for years. Ever since grade school. They got into theatre together, and she was excited they would be acting in this play together.
They walked down the street in a big group; everyone talking at once. Kim Lightner, who would be playing Piper's co-lead, fell into step next to her. "I feel a congrats is in order."
"Thanks Kim. I was shocked." Piper smiled. She was excited to work with Kim. She had been in many more plays than Piper and was very knowledgeable and fun to work with.
"You'll do great." She flashed Piper an encouraging smile.
The play was a cast written one about two sisters in France in the 18th century who are to be betrothed to a pair of brothers who run a slave trade. The girls are not okay with that and end up playing along only to set the slaves free. It's a wild play with a lot of drama and they even managed to squeeze in a little comedy. She was excited to get started.
"Will you look at that? Some people need to be locked up. Sick kids." Sarah Finnley, who was walking in front of Piper, pointed to her right at an old abandoned building that had newly painted graffiti the wall facing them.
"Art is Art Sarah. That place is abandoned anyways. No one is going to care." Piper really didn't care much about graffiti. She didn't love it, but art was art and any expression Piper understood. They were artists, just in a different way then the theatre that Piper loved.
There was a girl standing by the wall, packing up what looked like spray paint cans. She had on these tight blue jeans with a tight fitting and low cut black top with a jean jacket hanging loosely off her shoulders. Her hair was nearly jet black and even with it being at night and minimal lighting on the road, she could see streaks of blue in her hair.
She was beautiful. Not pretty, no. Way more than that. Absolutely, stop in your tracks, beautiful. And that is what Piper did. She stopped dead to look at this stranger. And as she did the girls face turned towards her. Behind thick framed black glasses were a pair of green eyes that made Piper's heart skip a beat.
