Okay guys, I wanted to start a new story. I was inspired by all the OCs on here to make one, only this one's a guy. ;D Soooo yeah! Bring on the SLASH! Andy is a lot like Dally, only... not. You'll see why! R and R guys! Disclaimer: I only own Andy.
I couldn't stand math class. There was something about it that was just so unbearable. The time seemed to just drag on with every passing second. When class finally ended on that miserable Monday afternoon, I felt an enormous amount of relief, despite all the homework we'd been given. I was practically failing this class and could use every opportunity available to get points, but the truth was... I just didn't have the motivation.
As I was walking out the door I saw Two-Bit bounding toward me, and I stared at him, cocking an eyebrow.
"What's with you?" I asked.
"Nothin!" he said, getting all defensive. I shook my head and laughed at him. "Hey," he began. "Soda told me to tell you to get a ride home with Dallas today. Said he's going to come by and pick the both of us up. Sorry to tell you so last-minute kid, but I just found out, myself. Soda grabbed hold'a me right before 4th block and told me. Somethin' about him and Steve having to go into work an hour early today? I don't know."
"Woah, slow down. You're going a mile a minute," I complained. "I don't want to go home with Dally." He shrugged.
Don't think you got a choice, kid. Hey, what do you think of that new guy he's been hanging out with? Andy?"
"I don't know... don't think I've met him before. What's he like?" I asked.
"Well, he knows how to handle a switch blade, all right." Two-Bit nodded and smiled at girls as we walked through the hallways. I shrugged.
"So he's a lot like Dally?" I wondered why we were talking about this, what all the buzz was about. To tell the truth, I'd heard this Andy guy mentioned a lot lately. Darry even said he was tuff; how's that for impressive?
Soon we had reached the front doors of the school and we filed out along with the rest of the usual stampede. I kept my eyes open for Dally's old beat-up brown car that he'd "gotten a sweet deal on" last year. I kind of hoped that Andy would be with him, so I could finally meet the kid. Apparently he was Dally's age: 17. And still in school. Quite the accomplishment.
"Over there!" Two-Bit suddenly said. He tossed his arm over my shoulder and led me along toward the parking lot where I finally saw Dally's car. And sure enough, there was Andy in the passenger seat.
Don't as how I knew it was him. I just kind of... did. He had blond hair just like Dally, but it was nicer. It didn't curl over his ears or look unkept, but seemed to fall nicely and frame his face so that you could just barely see his eyes. Those eyes.. they were nice. Green or hazel, I couldn't tell, but it didn't seem to matter. His chin was covered in scruff and it didn't seem to me like he'd forgotten to shave, but that he grew out those prickly sideburns on purpose.
I watched him intently as he glanced at Two-Bit and then shifted his gaze to me and stared. Those eyes searched my face first and then slowly panned down to take in the rest of me and I was filled with a sensation I couldn't quite describe. I didn't want to admit it to myself because it gave me a weird, stomach-achy feeling, but I kind of liked it. The attention felt good. Especially from a guy that got so much himself. I wondered why he had looked at me like that.
"Get in," Dally grinned. Two-Bit and I hopped into the back of the car and could automatically feel the disgustingly loud music that was playing. I wanted to ask Dally to turn it down, but I didn't want to be a prude. Definitely not in front of Andy.
"Hey, And, check out this switch I swiped!" Two-Bit forcefully put his hand on Andy's shoulder and I watched him turn around, shoot a lingering glance at me, then turn his attention to Two-Bit.
"Hey, that's cool!" he laughed. "Almost as big as..." Andy pulled out just about the biggest blade I'd ever seen and shoved it in our faces. "this one!"
"Man, where'd you get that one?" Two-Bit gasped. "I've never seen one that big!"
"Neither have I," I mumbled. Andy looked at me and a smile tugged at his lips. I blushed and smiled back a little bit. In the back of my mind I sort of wondered why this guy was staring at me so much, but I couldn't say that I wasn't enjoying it. Every second of it.
"Hey guys," Dally said abruptly from the front seat, slowing the car down. "Check out these broads." We all looked out the window.
There were a couple of girls walking home from school right next to Dally's car that looked about as greasy as an old car that's just been lubed up. Dally tended to go for that type, though. Maybe because it was all he could get, or... no, that wasn't the reason. Dally could get any chick he wanted. It was just because he didn't feel like putting in the effort. Girls like this were good for one night stands, just the kind of fun Dally was looking for. It disgusted me, the thought of doing that with girls like this. I didn't get it. But I guess I'd grow into liking these kinds of girls. I had to, because I knew for sure that they were all I could ever hope to get.
"Naw," Andy said quickly. "Not my type." And just like that, Dally drove away. Shrugged a little bit, but sped up the car passed the girls. I was shocked. When Dally had an idea, he was going to go for it. I had no idea that anyone's opinion could mean so much to him. But I guess Andy was just that important.
Soon Dally pulled into the driveway of just about the dingiest house I'd ever seen. The shutters were falling off, the grass was brown, and there was a drooling rottweiler tied to a tree in the front yard.
"See you soon, man," he said. Andy nodded and was about to get out when he turned around and looked at me.
"What's your name, kid?" he asked. I was shocked. Did he, Andy Eberhart just ask me what my name is? I thought he wasn't talking to me at first, but when I took a while to answer, I got a slap to the back of the head from Two-Bit. I glared at him.
"Hey!" I exclaimed, then remembered what I'd just been asked. "My name's Ponyboy Curtis."
"Oh, Darry's brother?" Andy asked. He seemed amused. "You don't look like him."
My heart dropped. Gee, thanks, Andy. Real nice guy he turned out to be. I hung my head a little bit.
"No, I didn't mean it like that!" he laughed. "I mean.. you're a redhead. And you got freckles."
"And he's scrawny!" Two-Bit chimed in. Andy laughed again.
"Hell... so am I," he smiled. I smiled back a little bit. Maybe Andy wasn't so bad. I could definitely get used to him...