Yeah, I know I took too long to update this story. I'm back in school and swamped with work again. I almost lost interest in writing Bully fanfics because I'm busy doing homework and I haven't played Bully in a while. Now I'm trying to swing into Bully mode and kick up new ideas. I did make changes to this latest chapter so for those who have already read the first posting of this chapter, please forgive me.
The BlueBalls pool hall is crowded with Johnny and his boys as usual. The pool hall is newly renovated with a flat screen television against the wall sitting over the bar area, a loung area with a short, black glass table standing before a black leather couch across the room, and a pool table placed at the center of the room.
Zoe, Petey and Jimmy decided to head to the carnival when they left the Burger joint while Victoria decides to hang with Johnny at the pool hall since she's use to hanging out with a group of guys anyway. For Victoria, hanging out with Johnny and his boys was a step up compared to hanging out with her fellow gang bangers back in Los Santos who had access to weapons that should be within reach of the US military. While she was a gang member, V thought nothing of any possible danger at the time. Not only because she's the offspring of Carl, a former gangster himself, she would usually hang around her half brothers (Sons from Carl's other girlfriends) and they, other than her Uncle Sweet, had given her tools for survival on the streets. While Carl and Michelle call themselves sheltering Victoria from the streets, V was busy receiving pointers from family members who still have ties with some old heads of the grove street gang. They also told V that the only best friends she'll have is her family.
"So, Victoria where ya from?" ask Johnny leaning forward as he sits on the new couch, with his pool cue gripped in folded hands standing upright between his legs.
"Los Santos," says Victoria. She crosses her legs and sips her long island iced tea with ice that peanut served to her inside a medium size glass. Out of courtesy, Johnny requested him to do so.
"West side gal huh?" Johnny flashes a smile and rubs the back of his neck.
"Yeah, my parents didn't want me to stay in the ghetto so they decided to send me away to Bullworth Academy." Victoria looks down at her drink and gently spins it around the glass. She returns eye contact with Johnny but he looks away as if he is nervous. Then he shot a stare at the Pool Hall's entrance. I hope Lola doesn't catch me. Then again, me catching that little slut didn't stop her from continuing to cheat on me so why the fuck worry? Shit what I'm doing is actually innocent unlike what she does in someone else's bed or in alley ways. I'm still a single man until I have a ring on my finger right? Despite her slightly tomboyish ways, Victoria is an attractive girl and acts ladylike when she wants to. Johnny notices Victoria's beauty but he avoids thinking of her in a sexual nature and wants to see her as just another classmate who happens to be the only girl present in shop class.
"All right. Cool. I'm at that school because it's closer to my neighborhood. I'm also into fixin' bikes and cars as you saw earlier in class."
"Yeah. Seems like you've been doing this for a minute. " Victoria reaches a hand over to fix the collar of Johnny's leather Jacket, and pats it gently after she's done. Johnny looks a bit surprised by V's polite gesture but he remains composed. Instead of questioning her, he simply nods his head.
"Thanks."
"Sure. It was inside out. Neatness is important to a king right?" Victoria folds her hands above her crossed legs.
"Yeah. Thanks again," Johnny flashes a smile as V recalls him refering to himself as the "King" earlier in the day. He's not accustomed to a female treating him nice without wanting to go to bed with him for once. He would usually decline other girls and remain ever so faithful to Lola, the "harlot" he loves.
"Where I'm from, you could make a killin' fixin' bikes and cars. I'm talking about maybe one thousand dollars a day or more, just freelancing," says Victoria nodding her head and smiling.
"Yeah? Well, sometimes I fix things for the local folks in town. I make a decent amount."
"How much?" V takes another sip of her drink.
"Between four or five hundred bucks the most." Johnny shrugs. "Why don't you do this?"
"Because my dad didn't want me to fix cars or touch heavy equipment. He thinks it should be a man's job." V rolls her eyes as she thinks of Carl's protective ways.
Oh. I'll bet he spoils the hell outta ya huh," Johnny reclines on the couch.
"Sometimes. He could be a bit over protective. He just doesn't want me to get my hands dirty." Johnny grabs another pool cue leaning against the wall next to him and passes it to Victoria.
"Thanks, Johnny." They both stand up and head for the pool table with their drinks in their free hand.
"No prob. So ya pops don't want you to get your hands dirty huh? Well you sure as hell didn't seem to give a damn about your hands today." The two stand at opposite sides of the table.
"Yeah. I've always wanted to fix a car. Unlike some girls, I won't frown at the thought of having oil spill on my clothes. Or even squirt in my face." Victoria chuckles.
"Wow. You like to get down and dirty." Johnny gives Victoria a warm smile.
"Sometimes. I'm still a girl and I would hate to get oil stains on my clothes but I know it comes with the territory in Shop."
The balls on the pool table scatter in different directions as Victoria shoots first. So far, her first move was a good one. Three balls fall into different pockets, one into the right corner pocket, another in the left corner pocket, and a third into the center left pocket. Damn! Peanut, Norton and myself are the best pool players in the crew and even we don't start off that good, he thought. Peanut, Ricky and the other greasers paused their conversation to look at the table after hearing the sound of the wooden balls tapping together.
"Damn thats one hell of a shot," says Ricky to the boys while keeping his attention to Johnny and Victoria at the pool table. "How the hell did she do that?" asks Peanut suspiciously. He's not accustomed to seeing females in the pool hall hanging out among them or participating in activities that are usually expected of males. The only female who usually interacted with them is Lola. Fortunately, she is not present to see Johnny having fun with another girl. So far Johnny and Victoria seem to have a few things in common.
"I used to play pool with my homeboys back in Los Santos." Victoria stands with the pool cue gripped in folded hands standing upright on the floor. Johnny takes a shot, knocking two balls into seperate pockets.
"Oh yeah? They must've had some really good balls set up for ya," says Johnny slowly flashing a smile.
"What's that suppose to mean?" Victoria's face turns serious and she stops in her tracks to give Johnny a nearly murderous stare. She thinks Johnny's comment is a sexual connotation.
"It means that your friends must of set you up to win the game. What did you think I meant?" Johnny shrugs.
"Oh, nothing," V relaxes herself and nods her head. " No, my friends do not need to set me up to win a pool game. Are you insinuating that I have to cheat to win?" Victoria smiles and crosses her arms. She leans her thick hips against the edge of the table. Johnny picks up his drink from a nearby stool, finish it off, and sets his glass back down. He walks around the pool table to Victoria's side and stands in front of her, nearly close enough to kiss her.
"Nah. It's just that I think that a pretty little thing like you don't have a problem gettin' her way with the fellas." Johnny raises his hand and starts caressing Victoria's cheek.
Victoria was not expecting Johnny to make this bold move on her and even though they've known each other for a few hours, she did not resist his touch. Normally, if a guy would try to make a move on her, he would end up doubled over from a low, hard punch or receive a kick in the nuts heard around the world. Despite her good looks, Victoria never thought of herself as gods gift to men. She turns heads and have had boys ask her out in the past but she declined them all. Also her father, Carl, does not want boys to get too close to his daughter anyway. Victoria is use to having a "little sister" like relationship with her male friends but with Johnny Vincent, things felt different. She is physically attracted to him and likes the way he throws his weight around. The touch of his hand against her cheek felt warm, sending chills up her back and conjuring up urges that she did not feel before. Victoria leans into his touch and closes her eyes as if she was receiving a full body massage at a spa.
"I thinks its your turn to shoot now," says Johnny softly, bringing V back to reality. He steps out her way to give her space to point her pool cue.
"Oh yeah...right," says Victoria. She opens her eyes and prepares to take her shot.
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