First off, disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters except those I've made up myself.
Second, if you don't know who Bonnie and Clyde was, let me explain: they were two robbers/gangsters (?) who were in love with each other in the 30s and who robbed banks together and stuff. Maybe that's not a very good explanation, Wikipedia can explain it better if you bother to look it up, it's a quite interesting story actually. However, they did a lot of murdering too which I'm not going to include into this story, just so you know.
Third, I'm new to this Fanfiction stuff so don't judge if I make mistakes along the way.
Now that that's out of the way, here you go:
Chapter One
January 1965: Summit Valley, Montana
Juliet Sharp woke up from her nap as two young men entered the small town bank. She had never seen them before: not many strangers came to visit this insignificant place, but they were very handsome.
"How can I help you?" She asked and gave them her most dazzling smile.
The dark-haired one leaned over the counter and smiled back. "By doing us a favor." He had a dark, rich voice that made Juliet melt inside.
She tried to remain professional, despite the obvious attraction she felt - her father would kill her if he found out she was flirting at work. "What do you mean, sir?"
"Give us all your money." He said it so sensually, so softly that at first she thought she had heard wrong. But it didn't seem that way, so then she wondered if it had been a joke.
She laughed nervously. "You know I can't do that, sir."
The stranger raised his eyebrows. "Oh I think you can." Without breaking eye contact with her, he waved a hand at his partner who opened his coat and showed her a gun stuck into the inner pocket.
Her blood ran cold. Was she being robbed? She looked desperately to her sides for help when she remembered that she was the only one working this morning because everyone else was stuck in traffic or at home because of the snowstorm. The only reason she had come in today was because she lived across the street and the bank manager had asked her to keep the bank going on her own. And she couldn't even call for help with the strangers following her every move.
"Well, we haven't got all day, sweetheart," the dark-haired one reminded her cheerily. "Put them inside here please." He put a worn leather suitcase on the counter.
She had no choice but to with trembling hands open the registry and slowly fill up the suitcase with bundles of notes. The stranger made her empty the other registries as well until the suitcase was full to the brim.
The other stranger moved forward and grabbed the suitcase once she was done, giving her a wide smile that made her shudder.
She hoped that this was it, that they would leave her alone now so that she could crumple to the floor and cry in peace, but the dark-haired one leaned over the counter once again and planted a kiss on her cheek.
Both shocked, and strangely flattered, Juliet whispered: "Why did you do that?"
The stranger put on his fedora and before he turned around, he replied: "Because I'm Chuck Bass."
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