𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐩𝐞𝐚 𝐚 𝐮𝐧 𝐧𝐢ñ𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐧 𝐮𝐧𝐚 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐚 // 𝐑𝐢𝐟𝐟

                                    

                                          
Your mother had given you money to go get groceries. You were walking down west side, basket and money in hand. You only lived a couple blocks so it wouldn't take you that long to get to the grocer. Once you were only a block away, a couple Puerto Ricans came out of an alleyway and started walking towards you. You had recognised them immediately they were from the ridiculous neighbourhood gang, The Sharks. You sighed and crossed the street, not wanting any trouble. Oh! And just your luck, they crossed the street too. This was gonna be fun.
                          
Riff was leaning against the side of a fruit stand, having a smoke when he noticed a couple of the filthy sharks crossing the street. He whistled to A-Rab and action, beckoning them over he nodded his head in the direction of the sharks who were getting closer. The three members of the Jets went over to 'greet' them but the sharks had stopped and seemed to be talking to someone against a wall. They didn't look impressed. 
                          
You huffed angrily "Listen fellas, I ain't got nothing for you!". The tallest one nodded at your hand where the money was, "What's that then?" He snarled. You retracted your hand behind your back. "That's not for you! I need it to feed my family" You glared. He just laughed at you. "Give me the money." He growled. "No!" You yelled back. "My father worked hard for that money! Something you wouldn't know anything about!" You yelled. The one on your left reached out to snatch the money out of your hand and you hit him over the head with your basket. He coiled back. The one in the middle brang back his fist to hit you. You braced yourself.
                          
Riff grabbed the sharks reeled back fist. "Hitting girls now? You sharks just keep getting worse and worse huh?" He said pushing the shark to the ground. He turned to you "Did that mean shark hurt you, doll? Want me to beat him up for you?" He said smirking at you. One of the other Jets had chased the other two away. You rolled your eyes "Allow me". He stepped to the side gesturing his hands for you to go. You walked up to the shark and repeatedly hit him over the head with your basket. "Go. And. Get. A. Bloody. Job. Stop. Harrassing innocent people on the street cuz your lazy!" You said. Riff smirked at you and whistled. "We oughta get more people like you in the Jets, doll." You rolled your eyes and with one final blow you nodded at Riff and walked away. "See you round then!" He shouted at you from back down the block. "We'll see!" You shouted back, smirking.
                          
//First one shot whoo 🤭 Lmk if you wanna part two to this.