Disclaimer: Arthur characters doesn't belong to me, just the plot of this stroy.
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KiLLiNG FRANKiE
An Arthur tale like you've never heard. Mature Audience only.
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Prologue
He wasn't sure what he was doing there. The crowd was too rowdy, beers were flying from one hand to another and someone was blasting the music to the point his ears felt inflame. Any moment now he expected to see a cop car pull up to the place-- if the town even had a cop. Not to say that wasn't his type of scene, because it was. What was bothering him shouldn't have even rose to the level of being thought about in his opinion. But it had raised and it was consuming his mind. No matter how much he tried he couldn't get that miserable girl out of his head. No matter how much he wanted to forget those scared, round eyes and that wretched face...he just couldn't.
Frankie Frensky holstered the beer can he held in hand up to his eyes. This was his last summer before college started in the fall. He needed to enjoy himself, get drunk, heck even get laid like any normal nineteen year old boy. Anything besides thinking about some girl-- what's worse she wasn't even a hot girl. He shook his head sicken over the memory of the first time he saw her.
Su-El Armstrong, Ford Walters, Pruno and his best bud, Muff Crosswire arranged to spent two weeks at Muff's family cabin by the lake. Little were any of them expecting for the cabin to be in the middle of nowhere. 'Nowhere' being Little Reek, population eighty-four. Talk about stepping into the stereotypical bizarre psychopath-gone-on-a-killing-spree-theme movie town. One would think the world forgot about Little Reek when it was making cities. In comparison to Elwood, Frankie wasn't sure how well that summer would be in such a deserted place.
But Muff, who was an ardent believer in his own patent philosophy, 'where there's money, there's a way', swore to Frankie they wouldn't regret coming to the place. The cabin was not as disappointing as the town. Overlooking a great, clear lake it stood under the sun beaming in red wooded frame. Frankie was looking forward to getting some girls and plunging into the lake. With this in mind, the guys decided to celebrate their first night in town by throwing a BBQ and inviting some girls. Frankie tagged along with Su-El and Ford to get some ammunition from the local booze store for the party.
It was doing this that he cross path with her. The sun was beating down hard as Frankie was plopped up on top of the hood of Muff's truck. His eyes were heavy with boredom waiting with Ford on Su-El to bring back the liquor, when he caught sight of what he would classify as a whole lot of hotness in short-summer-sweet pants. He jumped up from the hood and nudge Ford towards the direction the girls were heading. A cheesy smirk slid across both boys' faces.
"You know how to spot them Frankie," Ford laughed before howling after the girls.
"Ouch! Hot mommies, how would y'all like to burn the night with me," Frankie yelped after Ford's wolf howls.
The three brunette shared sly looks and waddled over to the two boys. Frankie already figured they weren't locals just from the fact two of the girls were sling in string bikini and most of the local women they had thus far seen had mustaches and were over fifty. Frankie eyed the girl with the biggest boobs and curviest waist. She met his shameless stare and smirked deviously.
"You have a name gorgeous?" Frankie inquired of the girl as she stepped up to him, no complaints on his part.
She licked her lips and laughed, "Gorgeous, eh, I like the sound of that!"
Before the two could further their advances upon one another a grungy, worn-down vehicle pulled into the parking lot. The sound of a loud clank was made when the door from drivers side of the car swung open and hit Muff's truck.
Frankie and Ford's heads turned as the driver stepped out. The girls by Frankie's side muffled their snickers before it burst out into full blown laughter. But Frankie couldn't laugh when he laid eyes on the stringy braids, pale, thin face, and big, fearful, hazel eyes behind the frame glasses. He wasn't sure if it was a girl he was staring at. In his book girls weren't suppose to resemble the demeanor which exuded from off the pathetic creature before him then. Girls were suppose to be decked out with big breast, mind-blowing hips, juicy lips, and a blunt sexuality that would make their own fathers blush. At least, the girls who caught his attention anyway.
But this thing not only lacked in all these components, trapped in a dull gray t-shirt and a wrinkled, brown skirt reaching her toes. She also looked as if she would run and hide if a small breeze picked up. Frankie caught his stomach. Never in his life had he ever been so turnoff by an opposite sex who wasn't related to him.
He noticed her reluctance as she strained her eyes to peer over to where they stood. Frankie wasn't sure if it was possible until he witnessed her appear more frighten at the realization she had an audience. In a quick rush she shut the door of her busted car closed and muttered a barely audible apology when she passed the boys. The girls chuckled over how quickly she moved, as though some wild animal was after her tail.
"What the heck was that!" Ford blurted out.
"That's Aria Read." One of the girls who looked knowledgeable about the town responded. "Her mom owns Little Reek's only bar. She's sortta weird, doesn't like guys too much."
The other girls laughed. "She doesn't like guys period."
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AN: This is my fanfic for Arthur. I have the freedom to depict the characters anyway I choose under the claim of creativity sooo I change the guys and girls role, don't take it too much to heart, just enjoy the story. Writers shouldn't be stuck in the box, take a step out of the ussual.;)
