Cliche i know but I have a lot more planned. Review please!

She was a girl, just not your average one. Bandanas wrapped round her wavy, dark, unruly hair and hair ties stretched to keep it in a high ponytail. Dirty hightops with holes peaking through the ripped canvas and rubber soles. Guys jeans cut to below her ass to become frayed shorts. Leather jackets, weak beer and winstons were the life. The life of a Cobra. A life with him.

Leaning against the pharmacy wall, scuffing her shoes against the spit stained sidewalk. Sun beating the back of her neck till small beads of sweat broke across the smooth skin. A cigarette poised between her slim fingers and the filter clasped gently between her lips. She inhaled the bitter smoke as she reached the last fumes and discarded the butt before blowing out the last stream of smoke. She looked down at her bare legs and shivered despite the burning sun.

She suddenly felt a hand touch her shoulder and she grabbed it, twisting it into a normally painful and awkward position. A natural reflex. The limb fought back however tensing the muscles and she had no choice but to spin on her heel and face the owner of the body part.

"Cool it" came a gruff voice and girl merely scoffed in return "Jeez Desjardins, you nearly turned me into the one armed fucking bandit"

"Fuck off Ace, you think that when I'd be done with you, you'd still have arms" she winked.

Ace laughed wrapping an arm round the girl next to him.

"You wish Alex"

Alex and Ace. Bonnie and Clyde. Best friends till the end.

The walked to Ace's car and slid into their usual assigned seats. Ace in the driving seat, Alex had shot gun. These were the positions, always had been always will be.

"Where the Cobras at?" Alex asked lighting up again.

"Diner, wanna get something to eat? I'm fucking starving" Ace replied smoothly without taking his eyes off the road.

"Yeah let's go i ain't hungry though" Alex replied flicking ash.

"Jesus do you ever fucking eat"

"Do you ever manage a sentence without the word fuck in it"

"Don't change the fucking subject, you're skin and bones I don't remember the last time I saw you eat anything"

"Why you being such a pussy Merril? I'll eat something now if it'll get your panties out of your ass"

Ace scowled. No one ever said shit to Ace and lived. None of the Cobras did not even Eyeball. Alex was different though, she was immune.

They pulled up outside the Diner, Alex passed her cigarette to Ace and pulled him close to her by wrapping an arm round his waist. He let his anger melt and relaxed his body taking a drag of the winston, he smelt the familiar smell of Alex. Vanilla and apples, sweet and sugary. The only sweet thing about her.

They spotted a booth occupied by Charlie Hogan, Billy Tessio and Vince Desjardins. Alex's older brother and fellow Cobra. Ace slid into the booth's bench seat and Alex sat across from him. They broke into average chat about music, money, girls. Alex barely listened for she was zoned out, drowning in her own thoughts. Ace gently kicked her leg underneath the booth snapping her thoughts back to the here and now. She soon responded by kicking him back twice as hard.

The Diner's waitress walked towards the booth. Her name was Hilary and she was a real life Barbie. She was in Alex's grade but looked much older. She also was the ideal male fantasy with long blonde hair, big boobs, a small waist and a big ass. She would purposely lean over tables so to give clear views of her cleavage and ass. She'd chew on the end of her pencil seductively, pop her hip and in a raspy voice ask guys how to spell words like "eggs". As you could tell she was a real slut. She'd been with every guy in town including the four guys sat next to Alex at this moment.

"Heya boyys" she dragged out the letters and all four of the boys melted into their cocky personas. "Oops and Alex! Didn't see you there! What have you been up to Hun?" she smiled all innocently. Ace could feel the tension strained between the two like a fathers belt after a Christmas meal. He saw through Alex's smile and cheap words.

"Fine, you know just keeping these lot in order" her laugh sparkled but her eyes spat on the girl in front of her.

"Cute" Hilary replied tilting her head slightly "Well what can I get cha?" Alex readjusted her hair hoping her promise to Ace about eating still didn't stand. She ignored the question lingering like a stale smell. Ace waited for her to reply when someone made a promise he expected it kept. He wasn't the most ethical guy but that was one thing he believed in.

"We're gonna make a move!" Vince broke the awkwardness as he, Billy and Charlie headed for the door "We'll see you at the pool hall later" Ace just nodded and kept his eyes trained on Alex. She continued to look at her lap and fiddled with the end of her T-shirt. Hilary tapped her foot impatiently and eventually Ace gave up.

"Just get us two burgers"

"Anything for you Hun" she winked at Ace, and leaned in to trail a hand over his shoulder but he waved her off. Pouting she walked back to the counter with the pencil and notebook in tow.

"I thought you said you were gonna eat"

"I thought I told you I wasn't hungry, I ate a big breakfast why are you so hung up on this!? God you're an annoying shit sometimes Ace!" Ace gave up he wasn't gonna win with Alex they both knew it.

Their conversation drifted to more everyday things like upcoming parties, they compared scars and war wounds and finally why Alex was still at school.

"I just don't wanna drop out"

"Why? I did, Eyeball did, Vince did!"

"And why would I want to be like you bums?.." she joked, Ace threw a toothpick at her, that she skilfully dodged.

"Wise guy huh? Look it's a waste of time-" Alex interjected.

"-in your opinion which isn't fact"

"Thought you'd know by now Lex my opinion is always fact"

She scowled at him. No one ever called her Lex but him, and in a way she kind of liked it. She looked at him, the smirk dangled round his lips she leaned in so their faces were inches apart. Her lips now mirroring his.

"Shut up John"

Ace shook his head slightly. He bit his lip as a smile crept around them.

"You're dead. You know that don't you?"

BANG!

They both shot away from each other faster than if it'd been a fork of lightning between them. Instead it was two greasy burgers and burnt fries.

"Oopsie! Did I interrupt something?" said the bimbo bitch. They shared a glance that spoke volumes.

Alex was used to girls being jealous of her and Ace. She was his best friend. That was all. Yes he was beautiful, yes he was amazing, but no they weren't together. It wasn't like never was.

Ace was thankful to know a girl like Alex, she wasn't clingy or needy. She didn't cry every time he looked at another girl. She didn't spend hours getting ready or try to change him or impress him. She was one of the guys. She was fierce. She was a Cobra.

After Hilary finally skanked off Ace asked her the big question.

"Why do you hate Hilary so much?" Ace asked daringly. Alex's tongue was as spiteful as her persona made out. She rolled her eyes and looked over at the waitress chewing on her pencil and twiddling her hair.

"You mean apart from the fact she has felt the need to describe to me in graphic detail the times she's fucked you, Eyeball, Fuzzy, my brother.." she spat the word brother like it was a bite from a rotten apple, she continued her list "Charlie, Billy... In fact is there any Cobra that hasn't fucked her?" Ace scoffed on a mouthful of burnt potato.

"Well I doubt she's fucked you" Alex fisted her fries and sent a handful flying at his face. "Hey! Cool it! Did she say I was a good fuck though or?.." Another handful of fries rained over his head as he chuckled loudly.

"It isn't funny asshole!"

"C'mon be serious! I've seen you hate hundreds of sluts and whores"

"Shouldn't be so harsh on your exes Ace"

"Shut it" he added not breaking his spoken stride apart from to jab her arm painfully with his clenched fist. She yelped in pain quietly.

"But for some reason she really gets under your skin. You tell me everything Lex c'mon what is it?"

Alex thought for a second about how to piece her response. Sure, she hated the girls loose morals although she wasn't one to talk about right or wrong. There was this one thing.

"She guta humed oner oligyest" she mumbled embarrased at her reasoning. She hid her head under her arm masking her voice. Ace's eyes crinkled in confusion.

"What?" he whispered gruffly leaning in close and resting a hand on her arm. Alex's head spun at the thought of repeating her embarrassment. She tilted her head up bashfully, shocked to see Ace now so close.

"She got a hundred on her biology test" Ace digested this. Then a wave of feeling bubbled from deep inside him. From the nucleus of each cell until his body burst into a fit of hysterics. The whole restaurant turned round to see this frightful sight as Alex desperately tried to shut him up.

"You've got to be fucking kidding me" he managed after finally cooling his violent outburst "That!" his eyes flicked to Hilary once more "That got a hundred on a test. You're so wrong. Anyway so what? She screwed the teacher or some shit" Alex was ignoring him embarrassed by what she had said and the obvious mocking she was receiving.

"Yeah it's stupid I know but she didn't screw any teacher. I saw the test, she's actually smart"

"So what?" Ace repeated. Alex's calm persona returned.

"So this whole bimbo thing is an act. Say what you want but dumb ain't cute."