Chapter 5: Greaser Girl Skylor Dawn Ross

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Third Person POV (October 24th, 1965)

Skylor's plane landed at 8:45 a.m., much to Mary's disappointment, she was going to need all of her sleep to deal with Skylor. Mary woke up at seven to get ready and left her house about 8:15.

Once she got to the airport Mary saw Skylor hauling a black suitcase behind her, chomping on her pink gum.

"Hey, Skylor," Mary called, waving her over to where she stood. "How are you?"

"Mhm. Fine," her voice sounded bored and uninterested. Mary sniffed. Skylor was a smoker for sure, and to confirm Mary's theory Skylor asked,

"Mind if I smoke?"

Mary sighed in annoyance. "Not in my car. Outside."

"Fine," Skylor snapped, looking like she's like to say more, but kept her mouth shut, which was coated in dark red lipstick.

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"Skylor, I'm going to go out with Sabrina-" Mary was cut off.

"You don't have to clear your schedule with me, ya know?" Skylor closed the book she had been working on for school and looked up at Mary.

"I was going to ask if you wanted to come," Mary explained. Unbelievable, she thought, resisting the urge to roll her eyes.

"No thanks, I think I'm going to go for a walk anyway," Skylor informed her. Mary nodded and left to go pick up Sabrina while Skylor threw on her leather jacket and began walking towards the East Side.

"Where you goin', princess?" Tim Shepard ground out his cigarette and slithered up to Skylor.

"Leave me alone!" She snapped. No way, she thought, panicking. She was shaking, but trying not to show it.

"I just wanna talk. You look a little lost," Tim shrugged, his eyes looking her over. "Ain't you a Soc?"

"Hey, Tim, why don't you leave the little lady alone?" Dallas suggested, walking up to them.

"Really, Dallas?" Tim sounded exasperated. "Of course," he whispered to himself.

"We could settle this a different way," Dallas flipped out his blade.

"Fine. I gotta go find the boys anyhow." Tim muttered, leaving. "I'll be back, Dallas."

A/N: Thank you so much to MyCookieGirl for her help with this chapter. And Fyi, I'll be excepting OC's until chapter 8. :)

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~Alee xXx