It’s the 1950s in a small town in Texas, quite the more calm but a little boring place where everybody knew everybody. And of course it was the 50s so no cellphones or computers, you had to find your own fun, there was only 2 diners, a cinema and some other small town places

During this time of course, the rich kids were on the south side of town and the poor kids lived on the other side of town, the poor rebellious kind known as greasers. You wanted some extra money and decided to get a part time job at the diner

Today was a regular after school, summer day and you were doing a regular shift and wearing your waitress dress, wiping down the tables as there were only a few customers and not a busy day but there were a group of greasers sitting in a corner booth of the small diner, messing around and one of them was clearly checking you out and not even trying to hide it

“Hey beautiful, come here..”

One of the boys said, he seemed to be the eldest of the three greasers and winked at you with a little wave, he wore jeans and a simple t-shirt along with his slick greaser hair, a rebellious classic greaser look. You just walked over, hoping they’d finally order something after sitting around