Chapter Two already?! Yeah, I have been having a lot of time to edit and write these, but I can't promise that it will be like this all the time. I don't have a schedule on when to post these, but I'll try to keep it up!

(P.S. I'm sorry about the links I tried to fix them so they show the whole link, but it won't do. Sorry! And I know nothing M rated has happened, but the rating's for later chapters.)


It was now the weekend and everyone was at their house. For a long time there it was mainly guys in the Greaser clique, but this seems that the last year or so more girls been coming in to school and in turn more girls in the group. It was loud and chaotic with the music blasting. Sakura sat by the pool waiting for a call from Francesca. She knew she might have been acting a little too excited to see her again, but, with Francesca here, her house would always be a huge sausage feast when Alonzo brings over his friends, and she just plain out missed her. She couldn't believe how long since she came to visit, let alone stay.

"Yo! Cherry! Why don't you come and jump in the pool! " shouted Minnie, a sophomore who recently join the clique.

"Hold on. I'm waiting for my Kitty Kat to come!" she squeaked.

Minnie was a little confused with Sakura's behavior and who was her 'Kitty Kat'

"Who?"

Sakura's phone started to ring.

"Hello?" she said after she picked the phone, "Oh! Hello. Yes. Yes, the keys are under the mat. We're in the back. Okay. Bye, Kitty Kat."

She yelled to Alonzo, who was at the grill in the outdoor kitchen cooking burgers and hotdogs, "Brother! Kitty said she is here."

Johnny walked up to the grill, "Hey, man, I forget to bring a towel. Can I borrow one?"

"Uh, yeah. Cherry brought out some in a basket near the screen door." Alonzo pointed to the house.

"Heh, of course she would. Oh, and, um," Johnny lowered his voice, "Thanks for not inviting Lola."

"Yeah. I know you're having a rough patch with her. Johnny Boy, you need to break it off with her. You're starting to turn a little grey" Alonzo said, pointing to Johnny's head with the tongs.

Although he was a little irritated that another person was telling him what to do, he laughed waving him off, "Shut up."

As he walked into the house, he bumped into the prep girl from yesterday. They were a few inches in front of each other. Alonzo told him and the others to get her another chance, so he greeted her with a "Sup."

She stood there for a second and mumbled something, but Johnny couldn't hear. Then, she side stepped him and walked outside.

He was right. She didn't like them.

"Hey! Sugar. You're here!" Alonzo greeted her.

Alonzo must be love with her or brainwashed or something, 'cause he was out of his mind to think this broad was nice.

"Um, where's your food?"

" Oh, it was hard to carry in. I need another person. Can you help?" Francesca asked.

"Um, I can't. I'm cooking."

Alonzo saw Johnny walk out the house.

"Oh, Johnny Boy, help Sugar with something."

Johnny turned, his face turned into a frown, "Why?"

And Francesca's brow furrowed, "But…."

"Because you're standing there and not wet."

Some of the other guys, who meet Francesca yesterday, looked at her awkwardly, and others started to sense the tension. Johnny not wanting to start anything said, "Fine."

Francesca looked down and shuffled her feet.

"Okay. Um, follow me."

They walked to the front to her car. It was an expensive sports car. Again confirming that she was nothing but another brat with a gold spoon in her mouth.

"Um, this isn't my car."

Johnny looked at her, "What?"

"Uh, Alonzo-um. Lo said that you guys liked cars."

"Yeah. And?" he said harshly.

Francesca looked taken back by his attitude. Johnny was expecting her to tell him off and leave, but she just bit her lip and said, "Oh, well, um. I thought you were going to ask about the car. I was just going to say that I don't know anything about this car because it's not mine."

Johnny raised his brow. He will admit he was a little curious. "Who is it, then?"

"It's my dad's, but he's out of town. He told me that I could borrow it if I need to."

"Don't you have your own car?"

"No not yet. I'm saving up."

Okay, those words sounded foreign coming from a prep's mouth. "Can't you just ask your parents to buy it?"

She looked at him like he said something stupid, and laughed, "Ask my parents? Don't tell me you're serious?" Her voice went up to a little squeak, and Johnny noticed she had an accent. British, maybe. It sounded like it but it was a little off.

"Isn't that what you preppies do?"

"'Preppies'," she said it like she was tasting the word and found it gross. "Oh you mean the Old Money." Her mouth turned to a small sneer.

"What?"

Francesca walked to the car and opened the door. "Um, Johnny, right?"

"Yeah. What?" Okay she wasn't that bad, but it could still be an act.

"Help." She pointed to a large cooler on the front seat.

Johnny grabbed it and pulled it out. He almost fell over moving it.

He looked at her and said, "Geez, What ya got in here?"

"Short ribs for the barbeque."

"You know you coulda brought chip or something. It would have been less trouble for everything."

She looked at him with a worried expression, like shit was going to cry.

He didn't see what was wrong with what he said. So what was she so upset about? Johnny opened his mouth to say sorry, but she busted into a frantic ramble.

"Oh, I knew I should have done that. Geez, why did I think bring this would be good? It's going to be such a hassle. What was I think? Я идиот. Почему я не могу сделать что-то простое, как на вечеринку, не глядя, как дурак? Я ничего не могу сделать нормально. Я так глупо-!(I'm an idiot. Why can't I do something as simple as going to a party without looking like a fool? I can't do anything normal. I'm so stupid-!)"

"Hey! Hey! You're not making sense! What's wrong?"

Francesca looked at him, "Что вы имеете в виду?( What do you mean?)" Then she caught herself. "Oh, I'm sorry. Um, I…"

She stared onto the floor and rubbed the nape of her neck. "Well, the guy said that there would be a lot of you and you all are Lo and Cherry Blossom's friends. I thought it would be fun if I made something for you guys. I kinda just got excited."

Johnny did recall her asking about the party and stuff with Lefty. "Funny, you didn't look excited."

"Oh, well, I was not to doing anything to rash. Actually, when school finished I went to my home, instead of the dorm, to call my sister and ask her what would be good to serve you. Did I go overboard?"

Johnny peered into the cooler, and turned his attention back to her.

"How long did it take you?"

"Uh, well, it took a while for prep then I let it sit overnight."

"Wow. You put a lot of effort into this."

"Oh," She looked down and turn her face away so her short blond hair hid herself a little.

Francesca grabbed one end of the cooler and motioned Johnny to do the same. She kept silent, and walked in front so they wouldn't have to make eye contact, but Johnny could have sworn that she mumbled something like she hoped everyone would like it. When their way to the outdoor kitchen and to Alonzo.

"Lo. Here." They dropped the cooler on the counter.

"Cool. Sugar, I set up the other grill like you told me."

Johnny turned to Francesca who still refused to make eye contact with him, "Can't you do it on that grill?" pointing to the grill Alonzo was using.

"Um, no. The arrangement of wood and coals has to been in a certain way, or that's what my sister told me."

"Wow. You really put a lot of effort, huh?

She crossed her arms of her chest and looked down again. Alonzo chuckled, "Are embarrassed?"

He placed his hand under her chin and lifted up her head. She had a hint of red on her cheeks under her olive tone skin.

"Aw, you're blushing!"

She glared at him with a pout on her lips. Johnny had to laugh, too. He found it interesting that she was embarrass of making food for them and that she was making a big fuss over it. It was refreshing.

Francesca looked at Johnny and furrowed her brows, "Don't laugh!"

The others heard her yell and stared at their direction.

Johnny covered his mouth, still chuckling, because really she acted like a little kid. She swatted Alonzo's hand and stomped to the other grill. When is open the grill, she glanced back at Johnny, and said "Thank you, Johnny."

Johnny dropped his hand and smiled.

"Are you going to going into the pool later?"

"I don't think I can."

"Why?"

"Cause I didn't bring one. I was too busy with the food."

He and chuckled again and patted her on the head earning him an angry "Hey!"

"Hurry up with the food!" He yelled as he jumped into the pool.

Alonzo, along with some of the others, let out a breath of relief seeing that the tension between the two from early was gone.

Thirty minutes later, Tony, another new member, swam up to him and asked, "Was that the girl you were telling us about yesterday? She doesn't seem so bad. Kinda cute."

"Well, looks can be deceiving." Ricky came swimming up in an inner tube.

"Whaddaya mean?"

"Talk to her and see."

"Actually," Johnny said, "she ain't that bad. I mean, Lo asked her to come and she came and bring food with her for us. She didn't have to go and do that."

"Well, true."

Lefty walked up to Alonzo, and told him, "Lo, these short ribs are freakin' awesome! You have more?"

Sakura, who had walked up to Francesca to check on her, giggled at him.

"Lefty, they're almost done. Have something else while you wait."

He eyed Sakura in her pale pink frilly two piece swimsuit.

"Is that an invitation?"

"Ha, not even in your dreams" She punch Lefty on the arm.

"Ow!"

"You guys really like the food, huh?"

Lefty rubbed his arm, "Yeah, it really good."

Sakura put her elbow on the counter and rested her head on her head. "Did you hear that Kitty Kat? They like you food."

Lefty turned to Francesca. He was still a little uncomfortable with her. She looked back at him; her stare wasn't like the daggers she gave him the other day. No, she had a wide-eyed look to her like a child.

"Um, was it good?" She asked Lefty.

He jumped back a little and stammered a response.

"Uh. Y-yes. "

Francesca's blue eyes seemed to brighten. "Really!" she squeaked.

"Um, yeah. They're real tasty."

A lop-sided smile grew on her face, and she giggled, "Wonderful! I was worried no one would like them!"

Everyone, except Alonzo and Sakura, was taken back to her sudden burst of excitement.

Hal, who was munching on a hot dog, yelled "A girl who's cute, nice, and can cook bomb-ass food? Ain't that the best?"

"Yeah! Hey, will you marry me?" Tony howled.

Francesca started to turn red. Sakura walked up to her and kissed her cheek. "Come one, Kitty Kat. You don't have to be shy. You having fun?" Sakura giggled.

Francesca simply nodded, blushing more.

"That's my Kitty."


If you didn't notice, Francesca can speak Russian, because of her mother. I added that because I wanted to experiment a little. If you don't like, then tell me why and anything I should work on, so I can improve. Alway open for critque!