Disclaimer:
Ponyboy: Sooo, we got some tuff stuff here, eh Cherry?
Cherry: Why, yes we do.
Ponyboy: Like Dally, having a baby sister... hehehe... sucker...
Cherry: That was kind of rude... tackles Pony to the ground Holler Uncle!
Ponyboy: Neveerrr!
Cherry: At least tell me I own you!
Pony: YOU... DONT... OWN... US... .S.E. HINTON... gasps
Cherry: Ok,ok, we're taking up precious reading time...
Pony; Tah DAH!
Dally's POV
I had just gotten out of the cooler, and decided my presence should burden the few people who have stood by me through my life. So, kicking a can, I made my way towards the Curtis' house. The Curtis', and the other two misfits that hang about us, see me as a tough character, hard and cold. But half the things I told them were lies. Or at least one thing: I am not an only child. I claim to be from the ghetto in New York City, which is true. And, I was jailed at the age of ten, and I was pretty much always tough and hard, but I was only that way so I could protect my family. My mother was a hooker, and a drunk. I'm sure she's sorry she ever gave birth to me, and one other person... my younger sister, Holly. We are biological siblings, both Winstons. My sister was sent away to a boarding school by my mother. Truth is, I haven't given her any thought since I got to Tulsa, but I recieved a letter a few days before I was released, from my father. It read:
Dear Mr. Winston:
I am writing to inform you about your daughter, Holly Winston, who was previously in
care of a boarding school. She had been lifted a grade, due to her intellect, and
therefor will be starting grade 9, though she is technically a grade 8 student.
Unfortunately, your wife died a few months ago, and with your financial situation,
you cannot take care of the fees for the high school she would be attending, so we are
sending her over to you and your son. She will arrive at the train station at 3:00 pm
on Wednesday October 11th. You and your son are expected to be there to pick her up.
Good day,
Governor of Education, New York State.
When my father gave it to me, he told me that he wouldn't take care of her, and that it was up to me. I would never tell, but truth is, I loved my sister. I wouldn't want anything to happen to her. SO, I was actually taking responsibility for something other than a crime for once.
I spent about an hour at the Curtis house, then decided to roam around town looking for trouble. When I found nothing, I went to Darry's and fell asleep on the couch. It was the middle of the night, so nobody knew I had snuck in. I woke up around 2:30pm.
"Oh, shit!"
"What's the matter, Dally?" Ponyboy asked from the porch. He and Johnny were playing cards.
"I gotta go pick my sis up, y'all comin'?" I said, laughing when they gave me looks of sheer shock. "C'mon, I'll explain on the way." And so I did. I was surprised at how calm I appeared to be, even for me. Though my palms were sweating, I was cool, as if this was something I did everyday. When we got there, we had to wait for about 10 minutes. Then, a train pulled up, stopped with a whistle and a screech of the tracks, and out came a girl with long white-blond hair, and ears like a lynx.
Ponyboy's POV
A train pulled up, stopped with a whistle and a screech of the tracks, and out came a girl with white-blond hair, and ears like a lynx. She was the image of Dally, but she was good looking. Extremely pretty, actually. She wore normal, decent clothing, and a sad expression. Or maybe a nervous expression, I couldn't tell. She didn't look 14, she looked at least 15, or 16.
"Hey, kid!" Dally yelled at her. She descended the steps, and came towards us, cautiously.
"Dallas?" she said uncertainly. Dally nodded. She threw her arms around him, and Dally opened his eyes wide. He slowly raised his hand, and patted her on the back, as if unsure of what to do.
"Uh... this is Ponyboy, and Johnny." She smiled at us, then looked back at Dally.
"So... should we go... wherever it is we live...?" she asked. A muscle twitched under Dally's eye. The only place he had was the house his father provided. An evil look suddenly took over his face, and he picked up her suitcase.
"Yeah... yeah, I 'spose so..."
