Leather and Lipstick

Hey! I want to thank everyone who reviewed my first chapter/prolouge, I really appreciate it! I would still love to hear your ideas, as I want to try and make the story more interactive to readers and you all just fuel my imagination! Here's the new chapter, hope you like it and please review! n-n

Chapter 1 -

Things were getting a bit extreme in the Blue Balls Pool Hall. The television was just picking up static again and Lefty had, for some unknown reason, fire crackered the toilet, causing a foul stench to waft through occasionally. Despite this, Lefty still found his own act to be comedy gold.

"Ay Peanut! Did'ja see what I did to the toilet?" I looked up from stool at the bar and stared at him, "I can smell what you did. What'cha do that for? Now we're gonna have'ta piss outside!" This only sent Lefty into more fits of laughter. I sighed and tossed my phone onto the bar, not really caring about where it landed. Sure, my Ma had called me earlier and told me summin' about checking my phone for important messages, but I didn't really listen. Ma doesn't call enough anyway...

Lefty finally caught his breathe after his fits of annoying laughter, and said something about going to get some smokes before leaving. I looked at Hal, who was slouched on the couch in front of the broken television, munching on a bag of cheeseburgers. "You seen Johnny today?" I asked him casually. I hadn't seen Johnny all day, which was unusual, he usually came out for a smoke break around 12.30, but he wasn't there today, and now it was getting dark.

Hal looked up from his 4th cheesburger and looked at me with an eyebrow raised. "Nope, what's up with you? Johnny can look after himself, he wouldn't be boss if he couldn't!" I shook my head, "nuthin man, I just aint seen him all day. It ain't like him to just disappear". Hal shrugged, "maybe he just needs some time alone, I hear from some snot nosed kid in the cafeteria that Lola is cheating on him again with one of those meatheaded jock or summin'". I outwardly groaned. Not this again. Why couldn't the boss just see that that broad was no good? She just goes flaunting herself around like some tramp, and although her ass looked damn good in those leather pants, it didn't change that she was no good. "Hey wait a minute, what were you doing in the cafeteria anyways?" Hal looked startled before lifting his chin, "I went to get a look at Edna, now that's a real woman, mmm...". I retched slightly, "ugh that's gross!"

I heard the door go and saw Lucky and Norton come strolling in, talking avidly to each other. "What's going on?" I greeted, rolling around a glass cup with my fingertips aimlessly. "I'll tell you what's going on," said Lucky enthusiatically, "some hot chick got off the bus here in New Coventry with a suitcase and stuff. I'll tell ya', she looks alotta better than most of these Bullworth broads".

"Yeah, she was a fine piece of ass," said Norton casually as he walked towards to pool table, beginning to set up a game, "didn't see where she was headin' though, we'd walked past before I could getta' good look". I nodded my head appreciativley. "If she's as good as you say, we'll here about her sooner or later." I said airly. "I'd hope so," Lucky chuckled as he walked over to the pool table, grabbing a cue and leaning on it, "I wouldn't mind some'a that!" Norton snorted at that comment and proceeded to break, causing some balls to fall in the pockets. "I'm so glad we found this thing, I don't see why'd someone throw it out, its basically as good as new!" Norton exclaimed, stroking his hand along the rough wood surface. I rolled my eyes and shook my head, "yeah, apart from the broke leg and smashed up pockets. Good as new. Tch."

Before Norton could respond, the door went again, and in walked a gloomy Ricky, his feet scuffing against the floor. Oh God, I knew what was coming, not again. I inwardly cursed, but before I got a chance to regrettibly ask him what was wrong, his face suddenly turned up in disgust. "Ugh! What's that smell?" He commented, covering his nose with his jacket sleeve. He looked over at Lucky and Norton, who seemed unfazed by this, "can't you smell that?". Lucky frowned at him, before coming back his hair, "nah, it always smells weird in here, I guess I go used to it," he shrugged indifferently and continued playing.

After blinking a few times and shrugging, Ricky's face turned back to is melachony frown and he slowly made his way over to a bar stool near mine. I inwardley sighed, here we go again. Slowly, I turned to Ricky and asked the question that nobody wanted to ask.

"What's up with chu'?"

Ricky stared at me gloomily before looking down at the scratched bar surface. "I broke up with my chick. Why does this always happen Peanut? Am I not good enough or something? Or is it..." I usually tuned out when he went off like this. Why did I have to ask? Now he's not gonna shut up, and ima' have to listen and console him. Sheesh sometimes he was worse than a chick. Oh God I needed a distraction, anything to get me away from the speech I had to listen to at least once a month. Suddenly I felt a strange rumbling coming from the bar. I looked up and remembered my phone that I chucked on the bar, and... Yes, yes! It was ringing! Thank God! I gingerley picked it up, away from the shattered glass pile, from a drinking game gone wrong by none other than Lefty, that it had landed in. "Sorry Rick, I gotta take this". Ricky's mouth was still open from mid speech, but he closed it slowly and muttered something along the lines of "sure" and shifted on his stool, looking as gloomy as ever.

I looked at my phone. Hopefully It'd be Johnny, maybe he'd finally come out from where he'd been hiding. But as I checked the number, I didn't recognise it, and I frowned. But anything was good enough to escape one of Ricky's miserable speeches.

"Hey, what's goin' on?" I asked cautiously into the phone.

I never expected the response I got back.

" 'Ey! Where the fuck are you? Don't you know how to check ya phone, dumbass? I been waitin' for you out 'ere for ages, where are you!?" An angry female voice vibrated loudly through the phone.

I pulled the phone away from my ear startled. Ricky looked up at me, his face scrunching in confusion. You could hear her voice clearly from the phone and it was starting to attract the attention of the other boys as well. Hesitatly, I placed the phone back to my ear. "What the fuck?" I said confusidly down the reciever.

"Whatcha' mean 'what the fuck?', don't tell me you forgot your own sister, Larry?" The voice replied cooly back.

My eyes widened and it dawned on me who exactly it was I was talking to.

"V-violetta!? Is that chu'?"

"Yes dumbass, in the flesh or whatever. Now get 'ere now, I'm gettin' cold!" And with that, she hung up.

The Pool Hall was silent for a second, before it was shattered by Ricky, who still had his face scrunched up, "what the fuck was that about?" He asked, quirking a confused eyebrow. The others all turned to look at me, and I realised I was just staring at my phone with my mouth hanging open, dazed.

"Peanut? Ya okay?" Quizzed Norton, rolling his cue in his hands.

I snapped out of it and stood up suddenly, shaking my head, "..erm.. Yeah. Uh, I gotta go, I'll catch you guys later" and with that, I quickly walked out of the door, before breaking into a run as I got out the door. Lucky and Norton looked at each other, "what the fuck was that about?" Norton questioned. Lucky shrugged and went back to playing pool. Ricky got up from his stool and took a seat next to Hal on the couch. Hal looked up from his seemingly endless bag of cheeseburgers and nodded at Ricky, "what's up?" He greeted. Uh oh. "Am I not good enough Hal? Why can't I keep a girl..." Hal groaned, why did he have to ask...

I slowed down when I got round the corner from the Pool Hall. Damn, maybe I shouldn't smoke as much. I slowed to a walk as I caught my breath and walked up the street to my house. I didn't know she was coming back. Why was she coming back? I pondered the reasons she'd be back with no avail as I turned the next corner. As I got closer to the house, I could see the outline of a figure, sitting on what looked like a suitcase. The closer the got the more I could see of her, and by the look of it, she could see me to, as she got off of her suitcase and put her hands on her hip, watching me. She was wearing a short leather jacket, open with a buckle at a bottom, she had purple tank top underneath with some denim shorts and high leather boots. Her lips were puckered into a slight pout as she watched me approach.

My sister, Violetta Romano.

Woo first chapter done! I worked on making it a lot longer than the last one, but I didn't want to rush it too much either o.o' I'd love to hear what you think so far, and love some ideas! I'm still thinking about a pairing, and was thinking about pairing with someone who doesn't get used often, but I don't know, whatcha think? Thanks for reading, and please review! n-n