Hehe, yeah. I started writing this a while ago, and I just now decided to add it.
I sat there on the couch, my nose in a book as usual. The rest of the gang was watching Mickey Mouse, which Two-bit had suggested. Well, all except Darry. Darry had to leave earlier than usual, his shift has been weird like that all week, I almost felt like I missed him. I continued reading my book, completely submurged in the tale. As I was reaching the climax, a loud, 'Ha!' came from Two-bit, making me jump in surprise. I saved my page, then set the book down in my lap, staring at the television to see what was so amusing to the older male. Two-bit's laughter died down, apparently I had missed what was so funny seeing as to how the cartoon ended. Soda stood from the couch, placing his hat on his head.
"Come on, Steve. We gotta head over to the DX," Soda smiled at his friend, Steve nodded, then stood up. Soda ruffled my hair, smiling down at me, "Seeya later, kiddo. Can you guys watch over him?"
I rolled my eyes as Two-bit raised his hand, "I will if these two bail," he pointed at Johnny and Dally.
"I'll stay if don't get bored," The hood muttered, Johnny nodded in agreement. Soda laughed a bit.
"Have fun, Pony," my older brother stepped out the door.
"Later, guys," Steve waved to the group only to glare at me, "Bye, Smartass," he hissed before following. As he walked out, I stuck my tongue out at him, childish I know. But it was all I could do without getting myself mauled.
"So," Dally spoke, making Johnny slightly in surprise from his gruff voice, "I was thinkin' about headin' down to the Dingo later, ya'll in?"
Dally looked at all of us waiting for a response, Two-bit shrugged, "I'm in."
"I'll go, too. Lemme go put my book away first," I stood from the couch, then walked away to me and Soda's room. I stopped at Darry's room, seeing the door was slightly open and the light from his lamp poured from the crack. I stood there in confusion for a moment, Darry didn't usually forget to shut his door and turn out the light, I thought. I shrugged, then pushed the door to his room open. Walking over to the bedside lamp, I looked at the neatly made bed, something quickly catching my eye.
"Huh?" I moved my hand away from the lamp, I picked the object up, seeing it was a magazine. I blinked in confusion a couple of times, then flipped the magazine open. My face warmed up as my eyes widened, staring at the picture before my eyes. All I saw were two men hugging eachother and- what the hell? I quickly slapped the magazine shut then bolted out of the room and into me and Soda's. I panted quietly, I could still feel the warmth on my face. I waited a moment, allowing my flushed features to calm down as I sat down on the bed. Okay... maybe I missaw, maybe it didn't look at it right, yeah. Maybe it was something else... glory I hope so...
Me, Dally, Johnny, and Two-bit walked into the Dingo, grabbing some cokes and sat down in a booth.
"Damn, where are all the good lookin' broads?" Dally mutter as he sipped his coke. I shrugged.
"Maybe they're out dress shopping. There's this formal highschool dance this friday," I said as I stared at the bubbles in the bottle of my drink. Two-bit gave a surprised look.
"I haven't heard about any school dance!" He stood abruptly, I laughed slightly.
"Probably 'cause you're too busy zoning out and staring at the blondes in your class to listen to the announcements."
Two-bit shrugged, then walked away to talk to some girls who had just walked in. I looked at Johnny who was solemnly sipping his coke with the usual look he had in his eyes. Sighing slightly, I took a swig of my coke.
"A formal dance, huh?" Dally asked, his voice dwindling with a sound of curiosity, "sounds like a good party to crash."
"Dally, you wouldn't get in much trouble for crashing a highschool dance. Unless you like, killed some people and raped half the girls there," I sighed. Dally glared at me slightly.
"Ruin my law breaking fun why don't ya?"
I laughed nervously, "Sorry, Dally." The hood just sighed.
"It's fine, kid. So were you thinkin' 'bout goin' to that thing?" Dally chuckled a bit. I shook my head.
"No way, man. I ain't goin' unless some girl walks up to me and asks. It is girls' choice."
Dally laughed slightly, "What? You can't go unless you got a date?"
"Unless you want to look like a complete dork, pretty much yeah."
"I could be your date," I could hear the amusement in his voice as I choked on my coke. Johnny laughed a bit as Dallas chuckled quietly.
"Man, don't even joke about that!" I yelled at the hood, I could feel my face warming up slightly. The smirk plastered on Dally's face only grew. I rolled my eyes as the blush slowly faded away. Two-bit walked back over to the booth, a bright red mark riddled his cheek, I couldn't help but ask, "Two-bit, what did you do?"
He hesitated for a moment, "I tried flirting with this blonde soc. girl, but she got pissy and slapped me."
"That's what you get for hitting on girls that aren't on our side, Two-bit," Johnny looked up at him. Two-bit pouted, then sat down.
"Man, this place is a downer. I'ma go try and find me some action, any of you in? Pony? Johnnycakes?"
"Nah, I gotta head back to my house here soon. If I get into any fights, Darry'll skin me." I chugged the rest of my coke and set the bottle down on the table. Then my mind flashed back to that magazine that was in my older brothers room, and I blushed lightly. I wasn't paying attention but I could vaguely hear Johnny agree to go with Dally incase he needed some backup.
I snapped out of my slight daze when Two-bit said my name, "Huh?"
"I said, do you need a ride back to your house?" Two-bit repeated, "You okay, little buddy? You look a bit out of it."
"Oh, no. I'm fine. Yeah sure, I could use a ride," I replied, I really didn't feel like getting jumped by socs. We all walked out of the Dingo, me and Two-bit said our goodbyes to Johnny and Dally then went to his car.
On the way home, Two-bit was wise cracking and telling me about stuff he's done with girls, or atleast I thought. I wasn't really paying attention. I was staring out the window as we drove by greasers and children on the sidewalks. My mind kept drifting to that magazine that I found in Darry's room, I thought about the picture that I saw. I could still picture it clearly in my head...
Just then the car screeched to a hault, I blinked a couple of times coming back to reality as the car stopped.
"Here we are, kid. First stop, the Curtis Residence." Two-bit smiled at me. I chuckled a bit.
"Thanks, Two-bit." I smiled back, then got out of his car. Darry's truck wasn't there yet, he must've been working real late tonight. I pushed the gate open, then closed it as I stepped into the yard, Two-bit drove away after yelling a goodbye. I walked into the house, gentley closing the door. I went to me and Soda's room to get my book.
Two-bit's POV
Man, has Pony gotten cute... ugh, what am I thinking? Darry would kill me if I tried anything on his little brother. I mean, I really want to ask him to that dance thing he told me about. Pffft, like he'd give me a chance, I'm sure plenty of girls are waiting for him to ask them. Or maybe some girls were too shy to ask him. I dunno, I didn't hear if it were boys choice or girls choice. But I still really wanted to ask him to go with me... oh, Ponyboy in a dress, how cute he would look... no, no pervy thoughts of cute boys while you're driving.
I sighed as I drove faster, wanting to get home ASAP, otherwise I'd get the urge to turn around and go to the Curtis house. I slowed to a stop, then pulled into the driveway of my house. I shut the car off, then got out. My sister and mom were out of town for the week, so I pretty much had the place to myself, though I kinda wished I had someone to be with. It got kinda lonely when they were out of town.
I pushed the front door open, neglecting to wipe my feet or anything when I walked in. There wasn't much of a point to, the place was all messed up anyway. I slammed the door shut, then kicked off my shoes before plopping down on the couch. I yawned, then slowly began to doze off to sleep.
irhoewbfeiod I'll add more later. My brain is pretty dead.