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My first multi-chapter series ! Hope you enjoy some Alice and FP ! ( I don't own any of the Characters)

Enjoy! - L

November 1991

Sunnyside Trailer park, Smith Residents

"Alliecat, it's time to wake up! Don't be late for school again!" A loud voice called from down the hallway, stirring me from my sleep. The air in my bedroom was cold, I could see the frost gathering in the corners of my window as I blinked last night's rest out of my eyes.

"I'm off kiddo, see ya tonight!" My dad called once again, as a loud slam of the front door followed after. He was heading off to work at the local hardware store here on the Southside of Riverdale. Sure it wasn't the most glamorous of jobs, but it paid their bills.

With a yawn and long stretch, I rolled out of bed and onto the carpeted floor, allowing the cool air to wake me up before finally standing on two legs. Before long I had no choice but to get ready for school. Walking towards my bathroom to relieve myself and brush my teeth. After I searched for something clean to wear, I was able to find a pair of dark washed bootcut jeans, and just a plain black t-shirt. I changed quickly before twisting up my hair and pinning it to my head with a large clip. My make up was a simple red lip, and dark shadowed eyes. I swept a couple layers of mascara on before gathering my things and leaving my room.

I shoved my books into my bag, and found something quick to pack for lunch before heading out the front door. I wrapped my black leather serpent jacket around my shoulders as I hurriedly walked to the bus stop, my black leather boots crunching on the frost covered gravel road. My skin burned from the cold air, I could feel it turning pink as the blood rushes to my extremities to keep them warm.

"You look cold Smith." A dark haired boy called from a neighboring trailer. It was FP Jones. "In more ways than normal" he added. I only rolled my eyes in response. FP and his Dad live a few trailers down from me. Our dads are apart of the same biker gang. The Southside Serpents. So we grew up pretty close together. Family dinners, birthdays, and even one year Christmas when our heat was cut out in our trailer.

"Whatever Pendleton." He only snickered at my response. Idiot.

"That's my girl, always going for the low blows," The black haired boy said as he stepped closer to me. My cheeks instantly filling with blood. He placed a large hand on my head, and started ruffling up my hair. Somethings he's always done since we were young. I tried smacking his hand away, and pleading with him to knock it off. His laugh only filled my ears and I couldn't wipe the smile off my face.

It was like some unspoken agreement FP and I had together. I was his, as he was mine. It wasn't official, but we both knew how the other felt, but neither of us ever sat down and said the words out loud. My best friend Mary thinks he waiting for me to set the pace of our relationship, but I don't think so. So until we figure it out, this is all it ever will be, a few moments I get to see the poster child for troubled children, FP Jones. Soft.

"There's a meeting tonight at the Wyrm, you going?" FP asked after things calmed down and we continued to wait for the bus to arrive.

"Yeah probably head over after school, we really have to finish that science project FP, I'm not doing all the work again." I said huffing at the end. "any idea what it's about?" I added, wrapping my arms around myself, as I saw the big yellow monster roll down the hill towards us

"No idea. But I'll meet you there Allie, I promise." He said sticking out his pinky finger, I wrapped my cold pinky around his. Sealing the deal of the official pinky swear.

I looked him in the eyes and sternly said; " You better be there Jones, I mean it or the next three rounds of milkshakes are on you!"

"You got it boss." He said with a laugh. The bus halted to a stop as the 'trailer trash kids' climbed onboard. FP sat in the backseat naturally as he is the ringleader of the South Side Highs 'mini Serpents". And I sat close by. The drive to school was about fifteen minutes away from the trailer park,but it was nice. Usually the kids are too tired to be rowdy in the morning, it was the afternoon bus that was dreadful. Kids acted like wild animals.

Arriving at school, I headed straight to my locker. A red headed girl was standing at my locker with a huge grin plastered on her face. Mary MacDonald. She was just a local girl who eventually became my friend after five years of having mostly all the same classes together .

"Morning Al, how was your weekend?" The redhead asked, as I opened my locker to retrieve my books for first period.

"It was pretty quiet for once." We talked like this for the remainder of the morning, and almost all through first period. Mary told me about her latest boy drama she been having with a Northsider named, Fred Andrews. They have been on and off most of the year, I have yet to even see the guy personally so I can't really say much about him.

"Did you hear that Margot Stewart and James Delory are engaged? Do you think she's pregnant?" Mary asked at a whisper. It was English class now,we were suppose to be doing silent reading, but we usually spent this time gossiping.

"I'm not too sure, but you could be onto something." I whispered back, trying to contain my laughter. Before long it was Lunch. Followed by Math and finally science. It was the only class I had with FP. I was feeling pretty eager to work on our project, and I was stupidly hopefully he was too.

"Alright take your seats everyone!" A short, overweight, old man stood at the front of the classroom. He was Mr.Davidson. "Let's make this short and sweet. Use this time to finish up your research papers on your given-" his words began to drain out immediately as I locked eyes with FP, who was walking into class just as the final bell rang.

"You look more chipper than this morning Allie." He said sitting down beside me to my left. I turned to face him, placing my bag on top of the table and removing our research paper. Never to be touched again.

"I don't know, just has a good day so far. So don't you ruining it Jonsie." I teased.

"Tonight's meeting is about the new ghoulies popping up, pretty sure it's going to be recruitment time."

"Oh what, are you nervous FP?" I laughed. This was a huge day in a Serpent's life. We will finally earn our ink.

"Nice Bitch Jones." a deep voice said, followed by the screeching of chair legs. FP was quick to swing, nose connecting with knuckles in a sickening crack. I watched as FP followed the shit talker to the floor, he threw multiple punches each one hitting its target. He wasn't showing any signs of stopping.

"Stop FP!" I yelled, instantly standing to try and pull him off the bloodied body. "You have to stop!" After multiple failed attempts to get him off, a few of our friends were able to get him up. His eyes were filled with fury.

"Me.Jones-" Mr.Davidson tried to speak.

"Save it, I know." FP said as he gathered his things, and walking out of the room leaving everyone speechless over what had just occurred.

"S-somebody help me take him to the nurses office." Mr.Davidson stuttered out.