Disclaimer** I do not own anything except Kay, Molly & her family. All other rights go to S.E Hinton! Nor do I own Cyprus Avenue by Van Morrison (: Enjoy. First Story I've ever written, so reviews are good !

"Mol, get your ass out of bed!", A harsh and familiar voice bellowed from the pint sized kitchen. Classic Josh to wake me up like that on a Saturday.

"What time is it?" I cringed as my voice crackled. I had to be at Kay's by eleven.

"Ten fourty five. Ya wanna ride to the Curtis'?" He grumbled. Josh was probably the toughest greaser around, next to Dallas Winston. To everyone else, Josh was cold, bitter, and self-centered. But to me, he was my big brother, my teddy bear, my crying shoulder.

"Please!" I cried. I pulled my favorite blue jeans out of my dresser, and I was going to throw a t-shirt on, but quickly decided not to considering the early November weather was chilling, so I threw on one of Josh's football sweatshirts. I frowned at my stick straight blonde hair, and dressed my eyelashes in mascara.

As I climbed into the passenger seat of his beat up Ford, I sang along to my favorite song, hat just so happened to be on the radio:

And I'm caught one more time,

On Cyprus Avenue

Caught one more time
Up on Cyprus Avenue

And I'm conquered in a car seat
Not a thing that I can do
I may go crazy
Before that mansion on the hill

I may go crazy
Before that mansion on the hill
But my heart keeps beating faster
And my feet can't keep still

And all the little girls rhyme something
On the way back home from school
And all the little girls rhyme something
On the way back home from school

And the leaves fall one by one
And call the autumn time a fool

"Hey, kid! We're here." Josh smiled. He actually was real handsome, when you looked real close, or when he smiled. He didn't smile too often.

"Bye Joshy, love you!" I cooed.

"Bye, kid. Love you too." He was still smiling.

Kay was waiting on the porch. She hadn't even realized I was here. Kay had been my best friend since third grade. We told eachother absolutely everything and had been through just about everything under the sun. We were so wild together. Her eyes wandered towards me walking over to her front door. "MOLLY!" She screeched.

"Hey babe!" I winked. I walked into her house only to be tackled by none other than Two-Bit Mathews. We had been like siblings since I'd first been to the Curtis household. "Hahahaha, hi Two-Bit." By this time, we both were laughing histerically. This earned eyerolls and smirks from Ponyboy, Dallas, and Johnny.

"How ya doin', girl?" Dallas asked, "How's Josh?

"Me 'n Josh're just fine, thanks." I said. Dally wasn't my favorite person ever, but he and Josh had been buddies since JR. High. He's the kinda guy you learn to love.

I looked over to Sodapop Curtis. His golden-brown hair was in the path of the sunlight, which made him glow even more than he already does on his own. I've loved him since I first met him, almost nine years ago.

Autumn 1957

The crunch of multi-colored leaves faded as I walked into the Curtis household. Mr. and Mrs. Curtis made me feel so welcome. The whole atmosphere there was so warm and happy. It inpspired me that even though they didn't have much money, or much of anything, they were the happiest people I've ever met. And then I met Soda. He flashed me his winning smile, even as an eight year old, he was beautiful. The whole gang was rude to me. Dally, Two-bit, Steve, Pony, even Johnny. But Soda wasn't. He was so sweet. I was starstruck all night.

"Molly..." Kay muttered. "Molly Marie!" she exclaimed, snapping me out of my day dream.

"Wha... What?" I replied

She giggled, "Let's go to my room!"

I took one last glance at Soda's angel face, sighed, and followed Kay silently.