Leather and Lipstick

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Chapter 2 -

I sat watching Larry pace around the living room, my legs slung on the coffee table as I leaned back onto the worn, old sofa. "Chill out, why dontcha'?" I said nonchalantly as I run my fingers back and forth down the arm of the sofa. He stopped and stared at me, stuffing his hands into his jacket pockets, "Wha- uh.. Ya.. Uhh.." His speech came out all jumbled up, he frowned and lowered his head. I flashed a smirk at him and folded my arms, "cat gotcha' tongue?" He looked up again, and slowly walked to the other sofa before sitting down. "What are you doing back here? Ya haven't been here for 2 years!" I mocked offense, holding my hand to my chest and staring at him wide eyed, "What? Ya not happy to see me? Oh little Larry! Ya words wound me!" He scowled at me, "cut the crap, Vi, ya had it all set up for ya back where you were, why'd ya come back?" I narrowed my eyes at him, before standing up and stretching. "Why's it matter? I'm back now. That's it." And with that, I strolled out of the room into the kitchen. Peanut sighed, and massaged his temples with his fingers.

I rummaged through the refridgerator, frowning. There wasn't much to eat. What, does this boy not know how to shop or something. Sighing, I grabbed a cola before slamming the door shut. I turned, and saw Larry in the doorway. I hoisted myself up on the kitchen counter. I ran my finger along the surface then looked at it, grimacing, "dontcha' know how to clean, little Larry?" Larry's calm expression soon boiled into a scowl again. "That was the boys.. And don't call me little, I'm older than you, ya twerp!" I smirked and twirked an eyebrow, "boys?" Larry sighed again and covered his face with his hands, before pulling them away, his face calm again. "Don't worry 'bout that now, c'mon Vi, jus' tell me, whatcha' doin' back here?" I rolled my eyes at him and shrugged, "I kinda got kicked out," I watched his face contort in horror, "no, wait!" I rushed, "it wasn't my fault, my therapy got ended over there, summin' 'bout him moving abroad, good for some right? Anyways, the only thing that was keeping me in that school over there was that I was attendin' this therapy stuff, and 'cause I hadta' stop, they had no choice but to kick me out," she shrugged again, "but I called Ma and she sorted summin' out for me back 'ere," I smiled and crossed my legs. "Which reminds me, little Larry, why'd you not know I was comin' back? Ma said she told ya." I stared at him, tapping my nails against the kitchen surface, waiting. Larry looked down and shuffled his feet. "W-well I.. I didn't really pay that much attention, y'know? Ma's been away so long, I just.." I slammed my cola down on the counter and jumped off, stalking towards him, "what the fuck Larry? Why you so bitter? Ma had to go away to support us, it was the only option she had, and you're being bitter?" I shoved him backwards, anger bubbling up inside me, "what's your problem?" I hissed at him. He stumbled backwards, holding his hands up. "Whoa, whoa calm down Vi! I'm sorry, yeah? Sorry!" He quickly said. I glared at him, both of us in silence for a while, until that was broken by a few loud knocks on the door. I took a deep, calming breathe and stepped back, leaning against the counter. I kept deep breathing when I turned to look at Larry. "Aren't 'cha gonna' get that?" I asked simply. He sighed, relieved, and turned and walked to the front door. I grabbed my cola, running my finger in a circle on the lid.

I walked to the door, sighing in relief. I guess the therapy hadn't helped her anger so much. At least she seems to calm down quicker. Kinda. I pulled open the door, and was greeted by the curious faces of Norton and Lucky. "Hey," I greeted, "something happened?" I questioned. "Nah man, we were jus' worried, is all. You kinda went flying off back there, we were a bit worried, y'know?" Replied Norton curiously. "Yeah," said Lucky "Hal woulda' came, but he kinda got tied down with Ricky's sob story." All three boys chuckled, and Peanut shook his head. "So Peanut, what's up? Why'd ya run off so sudden?" Questioned Norton, who leaned against the doorframe. "I- uh it was, uh, nothing.. Uh-" My stuttering for an excuse got ignored when I heard an abrupt fizzing sound and a soft "whoa" from behind me. Norton and Lucky looked behind me, and I turned slightly. I could see Violetta with her freshly opened soda and a dripping hand. It musta' fizzed up when she slammed it in her rage. She looked up and us and slowly raised her hand to her mouth and licked the soda off her hand, her eyes still fixed on us. She raised her other hands and waggled her fingers in a sort of cheeky wave. I scrunched my face in disgust and turned away. I turned to see Lucky and Norton with their mouths handing open, wide eyed. I turned on my best death glare at them and stepped forward to get their attention. They soon snapped out of it and stepped back, their faces filling with confusion. "Hey, that's my sister, man! Watch yourself!" I threatened, getting a sudden over protective urge come through me. Yet again, Norton and Lucky's eyes widened, and Norton raised his hands in defense. "H-hey! Know harm done, right?" He stammered out. I huffed, and spat on the ground away from them. "Tch. Yeah sure, its cool. I gotta go, I'll catch up with you guys later, cool?" Lucky nodded, "okay, so long" he muttered with Norton following behind, "eh stay gold" he said to me. I waved before walking back inside and shutting the door. I turned and faced Violetta, who was leaning against the wall smirking at me. "What was that all 'bout?" I growled at her. She widened her eyes, feigning innocence. "What do you mean Larry?" I made a disgusted sound at the back of my throat. "You know. The thing with the soda, what was that?" She shrugged, "waste not, want not?" I groaned. Why'd she have to be so hard to deal with? She walked up to me and slung her arm around my shoulders, which was quite difficult for her, considering she was quite a few inches shorter than me. "Was that you I hear getting all protective of me at the door? Aww aren't you a cutie?" She mocked, squeezing my shoulders and ruffling my hair. I pushed her off gently. " 'Ey not the hair! Sheesh!" She giggled and started up the stairs. "Hey, c'mon, aren't 'cha gonna help me get unpacked? I can tell you all the gruesome stories about my old school!" She rattled excitedly. I sighed again, but started to follow her up the stairs. She stopped midway. "Oh, Larry?" She said. I frowned at her, "what?" I asked. She turned around, a smirk on her face, raising an inquistive eyebrow. "What's with the name Peanut?" My face fell. Oh great, now she's gonna start calling me that. Crummy Peanut. Great.

I awoke to my alarm blaring at me. I groaned and rolled over, covering my ears with a pillow. The blaring of my alarm was then accompanied with a banging of my door. "C'mon Vi, time to get up! Its my ass on the line if you're late!" Larry shouted through my door before trudging off to the bathroom. Soon I heard the sound of the shower turning on. I groaned again and turned back over, looking at my alarm clock. 7.30 am. Ugh, so early. I grudgingly arose from my bed, flicking on the light switch and close my eyes at the sudden brightness. I wiped my eyes fiercely before I was able to open them again. I switched on my curling iron on my way to the wardrobe and began riffling through my wardrobe, searching for something half decent to wear for today. I had gotten the full leacture from Larry last night. Wear something proper for the academy tomorrow, he said. Gotta meet the principal tomorrow, he said. Get your uniform tomorrow, he said. Whatever, I thought tiredly. I shifted and began rummaging through my underwear draw, hearing Larry coming out the bathroom. I quickly grabbed a black lace bra and some french panties and sped my way to the shower while the water was still hot.

I emerged from the shower 15 minutes later, skin shining pink from the scalding water. I sat down at my dressing table, starting to dry my hair and apply my make-up at the same time. After years of practise, I'd got the act down perfect. After putting on some foundation, lining my top eyelid with some eyeliner and brushing on some mascara, I threw on some dark blue skinny jeans and a red tank top. Focusing on my hair, I curled a few pieces with my now heated up curling iron, watching them flow down in a loose curl. I grabbed my brush and backcombed underneath my hair to give it some volume and stepped back, checking the outcome. Perfect. I sprayed myself with some perfume and threw on my leather jacket, and put on some black flats. Finished. I gave myself a quick once over in the mirror, before decided I looked acceptable. I checked the time. 8 am. All done in half hour, now that takes skill.

I walked down the stairs, feeling proud of my speedy morning skills and entered the kitchen, grabbing a loaf of bread from the breadbin. I grabbed a slice, checking it over throughly for mould. Hey, I know what's he's like, fuck knows how long this breads been here. I grimaced at the thought but finally decided the bread was good enough to eat, and shoved it in the toaster. I was spreading jam on my toast when I heard Larry thundering down the stairs, whipping a comb through his hair and smelling very strongly of hair products. I raised an eyebrow and followed him in the living room. "You still not ready yet?" I teased, munching on my toast. His features looked panicked as he stared at his reflection in the slimy looking mirror, combing over and over his hair. What the hell happened to that mirror? I was snapped out of my thoughts by Larry's voice. "Ah shut up, I can't get my hair to go right, just, argh!" He spluttered before thundering back off upstairs. I finished off my toast, chuckling to myself about my brothers outburst before rushing upstairs to quickly brush my teeth. By the time I'd finished, Larry had finally sorted out his hair drama. I raised an eyebrow. "Ready princess?" I said sarcastically. He waved me off before opening the front door and stepping out. "Tch. C'mon let's go." With that, I left the house, slamming the door behind me.

We walked down the streets, Larry leading the way as we soon passed the Blue Balls Pool Hall. "Oh wow," I said, surveying the outside of the Pool Hall, "I never really expected that to go down in the dumps." Larry caught what I was looking and turned to look, "its not so bad, me and some of the others run that now, like y'know, hang there." I grunted appreciatively and we carried on walking. It was strange to see how much this place had changed since I'd been away. Half knocked down buildings and trash everywhere. Believe it or not, this place used to be a little decent 2 years back. But I guess things change. The biggest shock came to me when we passed by the small police station - Larry noticably stuffing his hands in his pockets with his head down as we passed - I stopped and gawked. Larry stopped and shifted uncomforably, staring at the police building. "C'mon Vi, hurry up!" I looked at him in shock, "oh no Larry look, not Hung Lo, I used to love that place!" Larry looked at me confused and scratched his cheek, "oh that place, that's been closed down for ages now. Aparently they were servin' rats when they ran outta meat" I gagged at that. Ew, I used to eat there a lot. Ew ew ew. There goes my appetite for the rest of the day. Larry snapped his fingers in front of my face, knocking me out of my thought. "C'mon Vi, your making us late, we'll miss the bus" he scolded. I rolled my eyes and jogged to catch up with him, both of us making it to the stop just as the bus came. Next stop, hell on earth. Bullworth Academy.

:B yay another chapter done! I want you guys to tell me whether or not I'm being to slow or not, cause I know its like the 3rd chapter and we still haven't got to Bullworth yet D8 feel free to tell me to hurry up and I'll shove some action in there for you aswell :P Please please review, I'd love to hear what you think, and some of your ideas n-n