AN: New idea for a story. Set in the 1920's. AU. Read and Review! :D
1923:
At 17 years old, she was expected to be an upstanding debutante. Her mother Cora, coached her to be an excellent lady, taking her to balls, hosting tea parties in the White's Mansion in New York City. She had been all of those things in public, secretly she wanted to be a flapper. Regina Mills was not a debutante. And that's how she ended up on a train to Chicago. To live with her father, of course Regina hated her father. He owned a little cleaning shoppe in downtown Chicago. Of course this was her punishment. Give the family a bad name and they cast you away. Her mother and father had split right after Regina was born, leaving her and her mother to move to New York with her 'new father' Leo, a few years later, her sister was born.. Gloria. Of course Gloria was the perfect little lady. Already promised to a handsome suitor. But Regina, she was trouble to Her mother and stepfather.
it started when she bobbed her hair, her hair had been down the middle of her back, one day after school she just, snipped it all off. Leaving it in a bob. Like all of the flappers wore. In the back of her closet, she had a gold sequined dress, it hung from her perfectly. A feathered headband and A pair of shoes to match. The thing that set her mother off, was finding her daughter, climbing through a window at three am, dressed as a flapper, with gin on her breath. The next morning Regina was put on a plane with all of her things and some money.
Her father had sent his assistant, Robert, to escort her to his home. He was probably busy with his business. He ran a cleaning service. The only thing Regina hated about her father was that he was a prohibitionist, and a politician. In fact he practically ran the campaign against alcohol sales. It drove her mad. On top of that, old Henry was a religious person. Always preaching about how the good Lord did this... And that.
Her head was leaned against the window, her hair that was once coiffed, was now a bit messy from falling asleep against said window. She watched from her window as the train pulled into the station. A few minutes later she was stepping off with her bags. She didn't know here Robert would be, nor where to go to find her ride. She stopped as soon as she stepped off the train and asked the man whom had helped her off.
"if I were being picked up... Where would I go?" She asked sweetly.
"On the other side of the station doll." He said nicely and hopped back onto the train.
To be honest, she was a bit afraid as she walked through the station To get to the other side. Once she walked through the doors to the other side of the train station she saw several different cars, but was immediately drawn to a man leaning against his car, smoking a cigarette. He looked like an Italian mobster to be honest. From his shoes, to his black tailored suit, all the way up to his fedora. she took him in for a moment before seeing the sign in his hand. It simply said: Regina. She walked up towards him and have her best soft smile. "Robert... I presume?"
"Indeed." He said, flicking his cigarette and getting off of the car, which she recognized as a LaFayette. "So, you're Ol' Henry's infamous daughter eh?"
"Matter of fact I am. Where is he?" She said, trying not to make note on how attractive Robert was. She noticed him watching her as well and smiled brightly. "Well quit acting like a dewdropper and take me into town." She grinned and he took her bag.
Once in the car, she watched him intently. "You look like a mobster you know.." She said with a chuckled and he turned to look at her for a brief moment.
"You look a bit like a flapper. Got sent to your father for sneaking out to a party.. " he said with a teasing tone.
"If you knew Cora, you'd understand why." She winked and turned back to look out of the car. The rest of the way there was pretty silent, they turned into a neighborhood full of really nice houses and she frowned. Last time she had seen her father he lived in a small house downtown.
"I see he came upon some money." She said as they pulled up to a rather large house, a Flivver sitting in front of it.
"You could say that." He chuckled and hopped out of the car, grabbing her bag and opening the door for her. "A lady like you should show off her gams, I bet you have nice ones." He whispered as she got out. His words made her blush.
Before she could give a witty retort of her own, her father stepped out of the front door with a smile. "Regina." He greeted. "Look how you have grown! What did you do to your hair? You look like one of those awful gin-joint flappers." Robert bit back a chuckle and Regina could tell he wanted to laugh. "I trust Robert took good care of you?"
"Yes father he did." she said with a sincere smile.
"i was just on my way out, but I will show you to your room to unpack before I go." he said, wrapping his arm around her back. "Thank you Robert." he smiled.
"Not a problem sir. If she needs anything else let me know." He said it with a twinkle in his eyes and looked towards Regina for a moment. "Nice to meet you." he tipped his hat to her and was off.
Her father'a house was gorgeous. When she said he must've come into money, obviously Robert was not kidding... He must have come into a boat load. He led her up the stair and down a hallway before opening a door to a rather large room. There was a bed big enough for three people, a vanity and a large closet. "Here you are dear. Now I must be going."
She smiled, said her goodbyes and kissed his cheek before he left. Once he was gone she decided to go see a flick. She'd seen a theater a couple blocks away. Her father technically didn't say she had to stay at the house anyways. She quickly changed, put on a new face and headed in the direction to the theater. The Covered Wagon. It seemed good.
She sat in the theater while the movie was playing, focused intently on what was going on. It was definitely worth possibly getting in more trouble to go see. She stepped out of the theater with a smile and nearly tripped, but before she hit the ground she felt strong arms wrap around her. once she got her balance, she turned. A handsome gentleman had caught her. He was sheik she though.
"Almost lost yourself to the ground." He flashed his best smile and grinned. "Be careful."
"Regina." She stuck out her hand and the gentleman kissed it. "Thank you."
"Anything for a doll face like you. I'm Daniel. Say.. I got to run, but.." he pulled a card from his pocket, "I'll be at this address later if you'd like to continue our conversation."
Regina took the card and look it over, when she looked up, he was gone. She frowned and headed back to her father's home.
Her father hadn't come home yet, the maid had come and went by the time Regina had finished getting ready to meet Daniel. he had been cute, but her mind continued to travel to Robert.. He had a mystery about him that she wanted to know more about. He was way more interesting than the dull boys at the academy in New York. She was in the center of flapper city, surely it was more interesting than New York.
She had cleaned up, slipped on her only dress, the gold one. Her feathered hair band and a fresh face of make up... Which included her blood red lips. A once-over in her mirror made her smile. She knew she had 'it'.
Regina handed the address Daniel had given her to the cab driver and he drove silently to wherever it was. It wasn't until the cabbie stopped in front of her fathers cleaners that she questioned him.
"Listen Doll, you have me the address, I took you to it."
She sighed, handed him some cash and got out. She stood by the entrance of an alley, right next to the store and looked around. There was a man standing by a door and she sucked in a breath, be brave, she told herself and walked up to the man.
"I was supposed to meet someone named Daniel here, but I do not see anywhere to meet him.." She said.
"Ahh you must be new. Just follow me doll face." He was English, she could tell by his accent. "Your name?"
"Regina."
"Very beautiful. Im Killian." He knocked on a door in the alleyway three times and a little peepdoor slid open. "Clodhoppers." He said to the most furiously bright green eyes she had ever seen, and then a door opened.
"A juice joint." She grinned. "Wonderful." She stepped passed the rather large man with green eyes and down some stairs before walking into a smoke filled room.
Everything was red and gold. To her right were a set of tables that were dimly lit, a few people were sitting at them. To the front of her was the bar about twenty feet ahead, behind the bar were many, many bottlea of what she assumed were giggle juice. There were bottles of different colors shapes and sizes, at leaat hundreds on a set of three shelves. To her left was a stage, with a small dance floor and a doorway which most likely lead to the back.
she sat at the bar and awaited the bartender, "Give me the best you got." She flashed him a sexy smile before he turned to make her drink. She turned on the barstool and froze exactly the way she was. Her legs were crossed, the slit in her dress showing off more leg than legal.
"Robert?" She said nervously. What was he doing here? What was a juice joint doing under her daddy's shop?
"I told you, you have nice gams."
AN: So... I'll only continue if you guys want me to... It's really AU... But I promise It'll be good! If you want a chapter two, review.
