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Won't Back Down: Chapter OneDisclaimer: I do not own West side story nor do I make money or intend on owning any characters.E/N: Just a short story of what I think should have happened. Btw Riff is my all-time favorite character so he will be in it a lot.Warnings: There will be some swearing and violence. *slight SLIGHT racism between the Jets and Sharks on the Puerto Ricans and sexual themes*possible Rape maybe some nudity and alcohol use
rated M for mature.::Chapter One: We are Jets; we are who we are::Bouncing balls, crazy laughter and loud voices were heard from over the large basketball court that was hoarded with obnoxious young adults' ages 15 to early 20's even.The keeper of this fairly large group of crazy boys was none other than Riff. No last name, no middle name either. He was a high school drop-out and the eldest of the Jets being only 21. He was a bad drinker and had a bad disgusting smoking habit.The youngest in their gang was unfortunately a 'little girl' by the name of Anybodys. She
Yearning to belong: Chapter 2"Carrie: The Movie"::Chapter Two: Tell No Lies::Gym::"Come on girls get those legs moving!" Miss Collins hollered trying to at least get the girls pepped up, watching them run around the track in yellow t-shirts, knee high socks and black short shorts. Carrie was late but Miss Collins let it go calmly."Ms. White, kind of you to join us." The brunette older woman smiled, sarcastically speaking to her. Carrie looked back and stood closer brushing some hair behind her ears. "Sorry I got up lateand I had another argument with my mom." She told Miss Collins watching from afar the girls in bright eye-catching yellow shirts run around the track and the first one to meet her eyes was Chris Hargensen.Miss Collins looked away from Carrie and then at her watch. "Go get dressed girls." She raised her not so feminine voice out loud for all the girls to hear even the ones that talked over her in whispers like Chris Hargensen and Norma Watson.After having said that, they all rushed for
Yearning to belong: Chapter 1"Carrie: The movie"::Chapter One: The CorndogReady for a brand new week of school, Carrie White left her home with momma still asleep. On her way down her street a red '67 Chevelle SS 396 hardtop pulled up alongside the curb. All she could do was grab her books tighter and attempt to find another route to school.But the driver in the vehicle caught her attention and her heart raced at that second after realizing who it was: It was Chris Hargensen's boyfriend, Billy Nolan."God please goplease just go" Carrie told herself and had her body shaking before she knew it, trying to turn away from his direction as best she could. She swallowed and came to a corner and that's when he seemed to get very impatient and drove up even more."HEY?" Billy yelled from outside the passenger's window in a strong southern drawl, with one of his hands on the wheel and a smirk on his lips.Carrie tried to tune him out by whispering nonsense to herself when she heard one last scream of what sounded
Yearning to belong:Intro"Carrie" The Movie::Introduction:The bell rang for final period. Carrie of course was the last one out and unfortunately the only one in the eerie halls. She held her few reading books in her arms pressed hard against her flat chest staring around in the cold empty area surrounding her like some scared animal.But before she had time to make it to her next class, she was instantly attacked from behind and slammed hard into a nearby locker.Her books dropped one after the other with an echoing thud and her back ached after being pushed hard into the cold locker behind her. She was scared and utterly terrified.It was Chris; Chris Hargensen, the only bitch that really truly wanted Carrie to die."What the hell is wrong with you?" Chris barked digging her pearly white nails into the cold flesh of Carrie's fragile arms that had been pinned back at her sides against the ice cold lockers. Carrie didn't understand. Thoughts were running crazily through her head like an angry swarm of wasps