"Because I'm a winner." She purrs, climbing on top of the car's hood. "Where to now?" She asks, pulling a carton of cigarettes out her back pocket. She pulls one out and lights it, taking a puff. "Don't be sad just because you lost." She teased. "That's for pussies, and I would hate to think...
Gigi's smiled widens a little at the sound of Dereck's yell. She took a different shortcut that was a little longer but had less cars. Sadly, however, she still arrived seconds after him. After parking, she jumps out of the car, moving her body threw the open window "I still think I won." She...
Gigi cursed to herself, "Shitshitshit." She sped up, getting right behind, but falls behind again. She still had no shoes on even though it was November and the gas petal was cold against her foot. "Dickface." She calls out, even though she doubts he can hear her.
She pulls out, swerving in front of him and driving through the yard and the neighbor's before pulling into the road. The car remains quiet though. The joint goes out from the wind so she let it go. Gigi's got a big adopted orphan smile on her face.
"Mmm." She purred sarcastically, "But what would a street rat know about class, exactly?" She shot back, pulling she wild hair into a ponytail with her joint dangling in her mouth. It was hard to believe the luxuries she grew up with sometimes, what harsh intentions could someone like that have...
"Classy." She says sarcastically with a smile. "Let's go into the city. We could meet at the park and find somewhere to eat." She offers, lighting her own joint - peppermint flavored paper. She observed the joint and nodded. "Do you really think you could beat me?" She asks, intrigued. She...
She bites her bottom lip, more in an excited than sensual way. "Highly doubtful." Gigi claims, clicking the car's emergency alarm to help locate it. She runs over to the metallic sports car, hops in the drivers' seat and signals Dereck to come over there. She removes her shoes and socks since...
Gigi look around the kitchen, "Sure." She answered simply, "We can take one of their cars." Gigi walked to the door at the end of the kitchen, and began feeling for the light switch. It was a dark and large garage filled with an array of automobiles. Still reaching for the switch, she says, "I...
Gigi laughed, a laugh a some stupid hipster who thinks it's cute to be stupid, a sarcastic laugh. "Fuck your shower and new shoes." She replied with a small smile, getting up, running past him into the kitchen. It was an elaborate kitchen with an small, elegant chandelier and black and white...
Gigi smiled at his "Hey.". She barely even noticed the gun still in her hand or the splatter of blood on her shoe, these things would appear insane to an outsider. She simply nodded at Derek, these nightly encounters were routine for someone with a lifestyle like Gigi's but they always took a...
Rosemary barely noticed the guy walking past her, slightly glad he didn't approach her. She preferred to not be surprised by aspiring conversationalists, but to confront people herself. Rose closed the book she had in her hands, "The Dolphin's of Pern", a fictional piece 24th in a series about...
"What the fuck are you doing here?" the girl asked the lovers in the sand at the lake. They stumbled to stand and the guy laughed when he saw who was speaking. Gigi was a thin, pale, small girl about seventeen years old. She had wild curly ginger red hair and large, hazel eyes. She wore no...
Rosemary Dauphine had finished typing her English report at the early hour of 7pm, she'd been brainstorming all week - her major was English teaching so she wanted to impress the professor. Rose looked at the empty room, extremely happy her roommate was gone. Not that she didn't like Alice, she...