Status: More interesting than it sounds...

What Can We Say, We're Classy Girls

001: Riley ~ Playing Nice

Riley didn't really play nice with anyone unless she had good reason to, like when Aoife decides to be funny and plays pranks on her. Like when she'd mind tricked her image to make herself look like IT the clown and then jumped out on Riley while she was target shooting. She played nice and acted like it didn't affect her, acted like the prank was funny and laughed at her oldest friend. On the inside though, Riley had already murdered Aoife ten different ways, all of them involving a different location and a goat. When she met the Winchester brothers though...they were making it extremely difficult to NOT shoot them in the face...until the ammo runs out. Especially Dean, with his infuriating remarks and obnoxious way of trying to take control of every situation. Sam wasn't as bad as Dean, but his "I want to make all my wrong deeds right" act made her want to punch him in the happy place. Granted they are excellent hunters, and they have only tried to kill them twice...so far. Riley just really wished they would either lay off, or except that the girls are so not going anywhere. (Also that the girls have much better aim then they do, duh!) She will admit, to anyone who asks, that the angel Castiel was starting to grow on her. It helped that she had a giant soft spot for wounded puppies with big blue eyes, but it was nothing romantic, Cas made her want to hug him 'til his head fell off and he stopped breathing.

Aoife had her make-up kit on her lap, as she sat next to her in the passenger seat of her beloved Mustang. Her lips were painted a hot, devil red that fit her perfectly. She was working on her eyes, applying a light shade of purple with a hint of black, so that her chocolate eyes shined brighter than Riley's own deep blue eyes. The radio was playing one of their favorite songs, Crazy Psycho Love, and Aoife was singing along perfectly. Her voice hitting all the right notes and dipping at the perfect time. Riley on the other hand was singing loudly and off-key, a very dying cat-like tone over lapping Aoife's beautiful voice.
"Can i ask you something?" Riley finally said once the song ended and Aoife reluctantly let Riley turn it to a country station.
"Totally!" She pulled her mascara out of her bag, and Riley made a scrunching face.
"Why are you putting on make-up? Sweetie we are getting ready to go against a horde of vampires...not hot college boys." Aoife gave her a sideways look, the kind of look that always made the boys swoon.

Riley just looked back at the road and waited for an answer, "Because....i want to look nice for the vampires." The mahogany haired girl answered her best friend. She had finally finished with her make up and was brushing out her hair. It fluffed out nicely, in a way Riley could never get hers' to do, she pulled a piece of it back and pinned it to the side of her head.

Instead of commenting on her sister's words, Riley just looked ahead and stared at the back of the Impala. The brothers were leading them to a nest of vampires that had taken control of the town. It took them a good while to get Sam to agree—due to some thing that happened in the brother's past with vampires—so once it was proven that the vampers were attacking the humans in the local town of Biswell, Colorado, the group set out on tracking them down. They found the nest about four miles out-of-town, in a backwoods, rural area where trees and nature attacked the surrounding area. Aoife and Sam spent close to two days tracking it down, looking through newspaper traces, maps, and even used a blood trace on a surviving victim to track the vamp itself. Dean and Riley nearly had shared happy dances when the two nerds yelled out that they "Found it," or in Dean's words, "Pinned those bastards down."

The Impala's left turn signal indicated that Riley should click hers on. She saw Aoife shift her make-up kit from her lap to the dash, and placed a worn out messenger bag over her legs. She pulled out a long carved blade, and a jar of dead man's blood, followed by Riley's choice weapon. A sickle that was stained black, and had her initials and a silver heart etched into the blade. The two girls gave each other a wicked smile. Riley parked her Mustang next to the brother's delectable car, and climbed out with a smirk on her face. They were hidden pretty well into the woods so that they were covered perfectly and no one, not even a vampire, could make out their cars. Dean looked at Riley with the same smirk on his pout lips, his deep hazel eyes glinted with adrenaline the same way Riley's did.
"You girlies ready?" Dean asked in his all to cocky tone that wrapped his every word. Aoife handed Riley her sickle and smiled over at the brothers. Her beautiful face highlighted by the sun rising on the horizon, her chocolate eyes held Dean's for a split second then she looked away and bore her eyes into Riley's.
"Bring it." Aoife said with so much enthusiasm it made Riley burst into a rare smile of laughter.

The nest was a worn out farm-house, that once had been very elegant and glorious but time beat it down and called it its own. The boys rounded the back, their gun held up and aiming for anything that had fangs. The girls slowly stepped onto the porch with slow careful steps that were soundless, they both had their chosen blades in their hands and the pressure of a gun pressed into their backs. Aoife made a twirling motion with her index finger, Riley gave the back of her head a strange look. Aoife turned to look at her sister and let out an exasperated sigh, "Check the windows along the porch, I'm going to try the door."
"Why didn't you just SAY that then." Riley bit at the shortest of the two.
"I wanted to be silent about it."
"Well, don't because when you try to be silent, I get confused." Riley stepped towards the windows and heard Aoife mumble something, "What?" She eyed her dear friend, who shrugged and grabbed the door knob. She twisted it and then froze, jiggled it, pulled it, pushed it and then finally just glared at it. Riley looked at her with a raised eyebrow, "Problems?"
Aoife frowned, "It won't open."
"Did you ever think it was locked?" Aoife looked dejected and gave a small, laughing smile at her sister.
"Never crossed my mind..." Riley face palmed herself and turned away from her, "And YOU'RE the smart one." She stepped up to the window again and touched it with her palm. A face popped up and Riley let out a very pitched yelp, she fell backwards and landed on her butt. Her heart pounding as she looked wide-eyed at Dean who was silently laughing. He slid the window up and leaned against it cockily, his smirk wider then usual and his arms crossed over his chest. Riley stood up and wiped down her bum, ignoring the throbbing pain that told her it was definitely bruised.

"The house is clear..they got wind that we were in town and moved on. Sam said he could probably track them down again but we thought about just moving on and hitting a few more cases that we have lined up." He was still smirking and still looked like he was king of the world. Aoife walked up to the window and leaned against the frame. Disappointment showed on her face as she slid her knife back into its sheath, her eyes fell on Riley and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.
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Alright. This chapter is rather short, and we will warn you. The chapters will jump around like crazy in order to show you a little bit more of the girls' pasts. This will give you a deeper insight, so I (funsize) don't want to hear any of that "You haven't introduced your characters/Why should anyone care about your characters" crap... C: Anyways... This was a fun chapter to write. I've fixed all of the spelling errors, but some of the grammar might need very minor tweaking... I (funsize) blame Randa. A girl with great ideas and who is very eloquent, but her mind moves faster than her hand...