"Hurry up, Pony! You're going to be late for school!" I hollered as I pulled my DX shirt on in the kitchen. I grabbed a couple eggs to make for Pony's breakfast.
"I'm coming, Soda. Geez I don't know what your rush is. I always end up getting to school on time," Pony said shuffling out of his room to the bathroom. His hair was still a mess; he had clearly just gotten out of bed.
Just then, I heard the screen door slam shut.
"Hey, handsome," I heard a voice tease behind my back.
I looked behind me to see who it was. While I could only see the hunched over back of the person, I instantly knew it was Andie who entered the house and was now searching for the chocolate cake. Little did she know that I ate the last bit of it last night for snack. I guess I was staring at her ass because the next I heard was Darry's voice.
"Why don't you avert your gaze and stare at something else, huh Little Buddy?" he said.
"Ohh.." I said, not realizing I had been staring at her.
At this Andie popped her head out of the fridge and looked behind her.
"Like what you see?" she laughed, wiggling her butt at me while raising her eyebrows in a playful, flirty way.
"Do you guys not have anymore cake?" she asked, changing the subject.
"Nah, I ate the last of it last night," I replied.
She scrunched her mouth to the right side of her face, something she usually does when she's disappointed or disgusted.
"I'll make some after work though," I told her. She smiled at that. Truth be told, rarely does this house not have chocolate cake in it.
"Pony! Come on! You gotta go! You still need to eat breakfast!" Darry hollered.
"Yeah, Ponyboy. Hurry up! I need my big, strong Greaser to walk with me to school," beckoned Andie.
I laughed. Andie did not need Pony to protect her, she was tough enough.
You see Andie is not your typical Greaser girl. While she lives on the Eastside with the rest of us, she comes from a broken family. Her mom left her and her dad when she was 4 for some guy named, Ralph. Andie's mom had been two-timing her dad and gotten pregnant; seeing how Ralph could provide a better economic situation for her and Andie's half-sister, Andie's mom jumped at the chance to move to the Westside. Now-a-days Andie commutes between the two different households every other week. As a result, the Socs will tolerate her, but only when her half-sister is around. The rest of the time they target her because they see her as a "poser" for living on the Westside when she stays with her mom.
She pretends that everything is fine, but I know better than that. Ralph creates this façade for strangers to think he welcomes Andie into their house, but I observed differently; that whole family treats Andie like shit and ignores her half the time. When she isn't at her mom's place, with Ralph making her the frickin maid of their house, she's at her father's home where he yells at her and beats her sometimes; she can't get a break. Yet she takes it all and holds it inside, which scares me that one day she'll snap and do something she'll regret later on. I know she acts like she doesn't care, but she does. She mainly puts on this show for her half-sister, Becky, who she loves a lot, yet never gives her the time of day; I swear Andie would do anything for that kid—if only Becky knew what her sister did for her sake.
"Kay, time to go Pone," said Andie, snapping me back to reality, making me realize I slightly overcooked my eggs.
She picks up her bags and walks past me on her way out the door, slapping my ass and laughing. She tosses her head back to me and laughs, "See ya later, sexy."
First story!
Hope you enjoyed the first chapter, better stuff to come. R/R, please! Thanks.
Oh also just a note: this story is written from Soda's POV - doing a 3rd person narrative so you get an object view of Andie's life.