&&. GREASED LIGHTNING

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           “ oh nothin’ ── ”  he states, rather unconvincingly whilst eyes continue to dart about the gorgeous features she possessed. eventually though, he’s lured into eye contact; && a finger smooths under the curve of her chin.  “ c’mere. ”   wants to show her what those things are; hardly a connoisseur of the english language. so he does, leaning in before drawing her forth to bridge the remaining gap.

             he cannot help the grin that remains plastered upon already smug features, gripping at his lapels at the crassness of her explanation.   “ guess you’re right, princess. ”      danny shrugs, head cocking as a large lip momentarily fell between both rows of teeth.   ( unfortunately covered ).  “ you’re  one of those ── got it, flaunt it kinda’ broads huh ? ”

                 he allows her to use him for support, quickly following suit once she was settled upon the bleachers. he hadn’t gone to gym class in about a week, but luckily this wasn’t his period. poor bastards. he knows it’s bland entertainment, but that wasn’t his main concern.  “ not ‘till school’s over, sweetheart. ”  a chuckle erupts, shrugging as an arm curls around her; adopting the lean in her posture.  “ & i dunno ── i think i can think of a few things. ”  he responds, turning his chin to watch the movement of her eyes.

                 there’s no way of knowing exactly what she’d spoken, however the word caliente is familiar ── && the more she speaks, the more excited he becomes.  “ yeah i kinda slept through spanish. ”  he laughs nervously, a hand running smoothly through the back of his slicked hair as she touches him. the woman had agreed to go out with him, at least; && he cannot help the brightening of his previous grin.  danny doesn’t wanna wait, however. wants to find something better to do than sit in history class.  “ you can meet me here, but uh ── i’m already twenty minutes late.  why don’t we ditch this period. ‘less you’re real excited ‘bout it. ”  he smirks, his own cigarette falling to the ground to be snuffed out by the toe of his boot.

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               the teenager didn’t really have a type ── just liked pretty girls, && lots of em’.  so when he’s propositioned, eyes dart from left to right as once again the burning cigarette bobs with each word.  “ did you just speak spanish ? ”  such a small morsel of the conversation, but one that danny just cannot see past. ( also a clever way of answering her question indirectly. )  she was closer now, & danny finally takes the fraying filter from his mouth.  “ i think i like that. ── yeah. ”  another smirk, eyes dragging over her form.                    “ you wanna come out tonight ? ”  he almost wonders aloud, && though he already has plans: can justify bringing cat along or just blowing them off altogether.