Leather and Lipstick

Sorry for taking longer than usual to update! I had work this weekend and was too tired to write o.o' thanks everyone for reviewing and I hope you like this chapter!

Bullworth Townie:

1. YES Bully is my favourite game! I love it so much and I still play it on my old PS2 version, even though its so old the sound quality has gone funny and I crashes all the time -.-' I've played it since it came out in 2006 and still play it now :B

2. I love the GTA series, it was one of the first series games that I got into when I started gaming! Each game has its own qualities and I love it!

3. I'm so excited for the Spring just so I can get the new game! I'm so tempted to pre-order it :D

4. The trailers awesome! This game looks so different from the rest of the series though! So many characters! I can't wait!

5. DEFINITELY! :B

6. Of course not! There so fun! You could always take it as a compliment, everyone loves a crazy girl ;) don't worry, my brothers thought I was crazy when I used to kill people in GTA and run around in there blood to make blood footsteps... O.o'''

And don't worry doll! I don't think your a dork at all! n-n

Chapter 4 -

The smell of oil and searing metal met my nose as I entered the shop class. Ah, such a calming smell, I thought as I breathed it in. The class consisted of many of my clique, leather and denim jackets, with a few dotted non-clique students who didn't have a clue what they were doing. Most students were working on bikes, but a few were working on cars. I followed Hal as he walked over to a guy who is presumed was the teacher. " 'Ey Neil! We gotta new student," he said, pointing his thumb to me. Neil grabbed a piece of paper from his workbench and then looked up at me. He appraised me for a second before his face fell into an annoyed grimace. I soon realised why when I looked around the room again. I was the only girl here, guess girls at this hell hole didn't do so well at shop class. Even Lola wasn't here. Neil looked down at the paper he was holding and his face suddenly brightened considerably. "Ah! You must be Violetta Romano! Your brother is one of my best student, hopefully it runs in the family eh?" He scanned around the room, "well, e'rryone seems pretty ahead in there projects so you can go work with Lucky. Eh Lucky! Violetta's with you, I don't wanna here her asking for help, that's for you to do!" A guy with brown hair with an orangish hue and a denim jacket looked up, and smiled before waving me over.

"Hey I remember you," I said, "you were that guy who came for Larry the other day." He looked at me dumbfounded, scratching his head before realisation hit his features. "Oh yeah you mean Peanut," I snorted at the use of the nickname but continued listening, "yeah he went running off pretty fast the other day y'know? Me and Norton were a little confused, so we just came to see if everything was cool. Man, we got a shock when we saw you in there though," I smirked as I walked over to the toolbox and ran my fingers over the tools inside, "I mean, we didn't think Peanut 'ad it in him to pull a chick.." My face contorted in horror and Lucky soon started back tracking, "whoa, I mean, I mean, I know your his sister but uh yeah we didn't know that at the time, y'know?" He blurted nervously. I grimaced and looked at him. "Yeah its cool, I get whatcha mean." I turned to look at the car, which had its hood open. "So whatcha doing?" I said, pointing towards the car. Lucky ran his fingers through his hair, an excited glint coming into his eyes. "Well, I'm doin' a few tweaks to the engine, so it runs a bit smoother, y'know? It seems a bit rickety at the moment. Hal's down under the car, going through the oil." Hal wheeled out from under the car, giving me a wave with his wrench before easing his way back under the car. I giggled before leaning in and inspecting the engine of the car. "So, what should I do?" I turned to look at Lucky, who had a rather shocked look on his face. "You actually wanna do somethin'?" He asked. I frowned at him, what kinda question was that? "Of course I do, that's what I'm here for?" He walked over to me by the engine, "well as you can see, we don't really get any girls in 'ere, and when we do they usually don't do anythin' 'cause they don't wanna get dirty. And then they don't end up coming back." He said shrugging. I scoffed and stood straight, putting my hands on my hips. "Well, you ain't gettin' rid of me anytime soon suga'. I ain't very good with cars, but you can teach me right?" I said, nudging into him playfully. He smirked and quirked a brow. I had to admit, he was pretty attractive. "So," he said, leaning toward the engine, "what ya story? You ain't been in New Coventry long, what's made you turn up 'ere all of a sudden?" He questioned, "not that I'm complainin'.." He added. I leaned slightly forward, watching what he was doing with interest. "Well, I was at some other school a few towns over for awhile, so I was living with my Aunt and Uncle. But things got screwed up there so I 'ad to come back 'ere, y'know?" I said casually. "Oh right. So whatcha think of the school so far?" He inquired further. I sucked in my cheeks in thought. "Its a fuckin' crazy house!" He chuckled as he tinkered away, "I've only just got here and been in two fights already with these psycho students!" I exclaimed. "Ah yeah, with Mandy, I heard about that. That bitch deserves it, she needsa' come off her pedestal. Who else didja' get into it with?" He said curiously. "One of those Preppies, I think his name was Gordo or summin' " Lucky swung back and looked at me with a frown, "uh oh, that's not good. Your brother ain't gonna be too happy when he hears about that. Nor will Johnny I expect." He said sheepishly. I tilted my head, there was that name again. "Huh? Why? I dealt with it fine, just shoved a plate of muck onto his precious Aquaberry sweater." I mocked. Lucky chuckled heartily before answering. "Well that rich scum caused some trouble some months back. He was gettin' with Johnny's chick and he went a lil' crazy, so when Johnny finds out he was messin' with you he ain't gon' be happy." I scratched my head. "Who is this Johnny guy? I keep hearin' stuff 'bout him, seems quite a talking point." I asked, eyebrow raised. Lucky went back to tinkering with the engine. "Well, he's out clique leader, the boss. And he's also your brother best friend. I'm not surprised you keep hearing 'bout him, Peanut's always got his eye on him, y'know." I nodded, understanding now, "ah, I see. Oh yeah, I met Lola aswell, she took me 'round the school and explained all the cliques to me and that crap. She seemed cool." I added casually, not realising my statement would cause Lucky to smash his head against the hood of the car in his haste to get up. I frowned and put my hand on his shoulder, "you alright?" I asked, concerned if not slightly amused. Lucky rubbed his head with a pained look, "urgh, yeah. Uh Lola, yeah uh... That's Johnny's chick, y'know, the one who was messing with that rich skid mark and that.." My eyes widened, "Oh really? Damn, didn't know she was like that," I shrugged, "Ah well, don't bother me, she's still cool." Now it was Lucky's turn for his eyes to widen before he quickly masked it and waved me forward, "alright.. You gonna help or what?" I smirked and walked forward, "alright, whatcha' want me to do?" I asked, leaning forward. He passed me a wrench. "Right, see those bolts at the back, I wantcha' to tighten them a bit. Easy, easy, not to tight! That's it." I tightened each bolt slowly, sticking my tongue out in concentration. I looked back when I heard Lucky start laughing. "That's a pretty goofy expression you got goin' on there." I looked back and frowned before laughing, "shut up, I don't wanna do it wrong." Lucky smiled before looking at the clock. " 'Ey, time for a smoke break, ya comin'?" I nodded and followed him outside.

I leaned against the wall by the Shop class door and fished into my jacket pocket for my cigarettes. I fished one out the packet and lit it up, taking a drag from it before handing it to Lucky, before he had a chance to get his own out. He gave me an appreciative nod before taking a drag from is. "So does Peanut know you smoke?" He joked. I smirked, "yeah, he's always like you shouldn't smoke, its bad for ya! When he smokes himself," I said, rolling my eyes. Lucky chuckled and took another drag before handing it back to me. "So is this hell hole usually this crazy or did I just start on a bad day?" I asked, taking another drag. "Ah, you don't know the half of it, e'rryones looking for a fight in this place. Was your last school not like this?" I sighed before taking a drag, passing the cigarette back over. "There was some kinda clique business going on, but not nearly as crazy as some of the ones 'ere. I got in alotta fights there. The kids thought were they were tougher than tough. Didn't help with my anger issues, y'know? Fuckin' hell though, they never asked if I wanted medication, like I was here." Lucky raised his brows, "fuckin' hell, medication, jeez the old guys gettin' a bit over the top." I nodded, receiving the cigarette back, taking the last drag before flicking it away. "So," Lucky started, "anger issues huh? That sucks." I shrugged, "guess so, can be a hassle but I can't just help it y'know?" Lucky nodded like he understood. He had no idea. I failed to notice twitching behind the cracked autoshop wall, however, until it was too late, and something came hurtling towards me.

"Tad, you don't understand! It was my favourite Aquaberry sweater!" Whined Gord like a child. I gritted my teeth as I stayed crouched behind the autoshop wall. I hated being so close to such... Vermin.. But Gord just wouldn't stop whining about the events that took place at lunch and I wasn't about to let that greasy bitch get away with shaming us so publicly. "Keep quite Gord, otherwise they'll here us!" I whispered, getting annoyed. That greaseball Lucky came out for a smoke around this time every shop class, and I was going to use this to get my revenge. Surely Derby would here about this and be very impressed, and I'll finally be better than that incompetent lump Bif. I sneered, on que came that greaseball, and even better, he had that greasy bitch in tow. They were leaned in perfect range against the wall opposite. "Right gentlemen, get your bombs ready. We're going to teach these paupers not to mess with us fine ones!" Chad and Gord readied them selves, as did I, with our stink bombs. "Ready, and go!" I whispered and we hurled out stink bombs towards them.

Something smashed in front of me, and was followed by a nose burning, horrendous stench. I ducked my head and retched, covering my mouth and nose. Before I could move, more stink bombs came hurtling towards me and Lucky, smashing on the ground and releasing there disgusting stench. I closed my eyes and concentrated on not throwing up, before I felt someone grab my arm and drab my away from the wall and out the stench. I opened my eyes and looked up to see Lucky pulling me away with his face covered by his jacket. "You okay?" He managed to splutter out. I looked round towards the direction the stink bombs flew from. I could here them. Those fucking rich kids laughing at their actions. One of them was looking directly at me, smirking. "That's what you get, you dirty paupers! Get used to the stench greaseballs!" He shouted, running off laughing with two other of those rich scum bags. I walked over to the nearby dumpster and leaned on it, focusing on not throwing up. After a while I felt a hand rub on my back. "Hey you 'ite Vi?" Asked Lucky in a concerned voice. I stayed silent for a minute, before I kicked the dumpster in pure rage, making Lucky jump back. "Those fucking rich kids! What the fuck do they think there doin'! I'll fuckin' show them!" I snarled in anger, turning on my heel and began heading out the autoshop before I felt some arms wrap around my waist, dragging me back. "Calm down chick! Calm down!" I flailed my arms, trying to get him off of me but he turned me and pinned me against a wall. "Calm down Vi! We'll get them back, calm down!" I growled in frustration and kicked the wall, ignoring the throbbing in my foot. I shakily lit up a cigarette and took a quick long drag. It took another few drags before I had completely calmed down. I leaned against the wall again, closing my eyes for a bit, before opening them again. I had forgotten that Lucky was so close to me and was staring straight at his lower shoulder. I cleared my throat awkwardly and he took a few steps, embarrassed. I smiled sheepishly at him, "sorry, I turn into a really ugly person when I get angry." I said, taking another long drag. "Chyeah, your tellin' me," he chuckled sheepishly, "don't worry 'bout it, we'll get 'em back. C'mon, we're takin' a trip after class." With that, I flicked away my cigarette away and we walked back into class.

The bell soon rang out at 3.30 pm and we made our way out to the parking lot from the autoshop. Lucky had told Norton what had gone down outside the class and he was seething with rage. "Those fuckin' scum! Tryna' make a mockery of us, we'll get 'em back. C'mon!" He'd raged. I followed both out of the back gates of the school as we started walking back to New Coventry, not entirely sure what the plan for revenge is. "It was that inbred turd Tad, he was probably jus' doin' it so that fool Derby would like him more." Said Lucky, disgust high in his voice. Norton kicked a stone hard and it skittered across the sidewalk. "Tad, huh? Hm, I know the perfect way to mess with that little bitch." Norton replied, rage still evident in his tone. I looked between them, confused. "Uh, right so where exactly we goin'?" I questioned, as we entered the familiar streets of New Coventry. "We're goin' to the Industrial Park, it leads outta New Coventry. That Loser's got his shipping warehouse back there. I say we go mess with his trust fund." Norton said, smirking. I smirked back, I liked this idea. Once we reached the bridge going into the Blue Skies Industrial Park, I saw Lucky and Norton tense up and look around uneasily. I frowned, "you guys ain't chickening out, are ya?" I mocked. Norton gave me a reproachful look and I raised an eyebrow. "Nah, nah. We just needa' be careful 'round 'ere. Dropouts man this area, and we won't 'ere the end of it if something happens to ya." I frowned, "I can look after myself, yeah?" I said pouting. Norton chuckled, "yeah but what will ya brother think?" I shrugged, not really bothered. I looked around. Trailers littered the area, heavy duty vehicles roamed the streets. I stuffed my hands in my pockets as we walked forward. There were people walking around, looking as if they had no purpose. I mean, it seemed like that in New Coventry, but this place took it to a new level. We eventually walked under a huge Spazz industries sign and we faced a large fenced off part, with a sign saying "keep out!" In threatening yellowish letters. Lucky quickly wrapped his arm round me and pushed me round the corner. "We don't wanna be seen hanging 'round here" he said. I frowned but didn't bother asking. I had the strange feeling I was being watched. I shrugged the feeling off and ran my hand through my hair as we turned right again at another corner. I looked and saw a metallic looking building with Spencer Shipping International scrawled on the side with a pretentious looking logo. "We're here." Said Norton smirking, as he led the way through the door into the warehouse.

This place was huge. It held furnishing high up on rails. This place was loaded. "Right," said Norton, "Let's say we do some smashin' " Lucky smirked and popped his knuckles. I glanced around, "isn't there anyone looking after this place?" I asked. Norton shook his head, "nah, there used to be but the dropout ran them all out. This place is usually empty unless they needa' ship something." That brought a smile to my face and I stretched my fingers out. "Well then, what are we waitin' for?" I said with a smirk.

We started on the bottom floor, smashing up the piled up chairs and breaking the lamps. We slammed the porcelain garden water features to the ground and Lucky got his slingshot out and smashed the glass doors. After a while I decided to leave the other two to smash up the bottom floor while I explored the other floors. The second floor had a few crates to smash but that was about it. I followed the platforms upwards and met what looked like a greenhouse, with glass walls and plants littered about. I smiled and grabbed a plant, this'll teach that preppy bastard for bombing me, before tossing it through one of the walls, causing the glass to shatter everywhere. Lucky and Norton both looked up from their destruction to see me standing where the shattered glass was, laughing at the destruction. I tossed some more plants through the walls before we all heard an all too familiar sound. Sirens. Police sirens sounding like they were coming towards us. Someone tipped them off. The warehouse was eerily silent for a second before we all jumped into action. "The cops! C'mon let's split!" Bellowed Norton, as he and Lucky began running to the exit. I looked through the shattered wall at them down below. Crap, no way was I going to be able to get down there and out of here before the cops showed. I'd be dead meat. I span around in a panic, eyes wide looking for another possible escape when I saw a door behind me. Oh God please don't be locked. I pushed on the door and thankfully it was open. I sighed in relief as I ran down the steel steps, finding my self outside the back of the warehouse. I cautiously looked over the fence and saw several police cars and officers getting ready to surround the building. Shit, I thought, I'd have to be quick. Lucky and Norton were nowhere to be seen, so they'd either got caught, or got away. I hoped for the latter. I gripped the fence with shaking hands. Now or never, I thought nervously before leaping over the fence and making a run for it. Unfortunately, I wasn't that lucky. "Hey you vandal! Stop at once!" Shouted an officer and began to chase. Shit shit shit, they spotted me. I ran as fast as my legs could take me, back tracking the route we used to come here in the first place. I could here the thundering footsteps of the officers behind me and could here some of them asking for back-up. I rounded the corner and saw the familiar threatening keep out sign. Ignoring the threat, I sprinted into the area and just kept running. It was starting to get dark so I couldn't see where I was running and began to panic. Great, I thought, I've chosen the worst place to hide, there's nowhere to hide here! I kept running round corners in this secluded area, until I saw a bright yellow sign reading Wonder Meats. I ran towards the sign, feeling a horrible burning in my legs, but I couldn't give up now. I'd only been back a few days, and if I got in trouble with the police I'd be out that school in a shot. As I neared the sign, I thankfully a building with a door open. I made a run for it. I didn't know how close the police were behind me, but I had to get away somehow. What happened next is what I never would have expected. I wasn't looking where I was going, I was too busy looking behind me for the cops as I ran through the Wonder Meats building door. I came face first colliding with something. It took me a second to register that I'd ran straight into someone, but I didn't get a chance to push them off before they grabbed hold of me with one arm and held the other hand over my mouth, and began dragging me further into building. My eyes widened in panic as I tried to push the stranger off of me with all my might, but damn, they were tough! The stranger carried on dragging me into the factory. It was too dark to see who this person was as they dragged me behind some crates and forced me to crouch down with them. My shocked words were muffled as I tried to shout and him by his hands, and he drew my closer so that he could whisper into my ear. "Sh! Be quiet or they'll hear you!" He scolded me, in his deep drawling voice that I didn't recognise. My chest was raising and falling rapidly with my breathing and my legs burnt from exhaustion of all the running. I shook from the adrenaline as I suddenly saw a flashlight beam into the room. I squeezed my eyes shut as I was dragged down further by my unknown... Hero, I guess. We stayed silent for several minutes, anticipating the worst. After a while I heard the cop leave, telling his partner that there was no one here and they should check the trailer park. I felt my hero tap my arm and I hadn't realised I had been holding my breathe, and it all came out in a long wheeze. I blinked open my eyes and saw myself nose to nose with my hero...

Oooohh, so who's her hero? ;o my first cliffhanger haha don't hate me! Please review and tell me what you think, whether I should have some more action or more whatever you fancy, I'd love to hear it! Thanks for reading and please review review review! :B