Dolly

I laid my books on the desk of the teachers, taking a sigh of relief.

"Okay, you're Dolly Johnson?" The science teacher said to me. I nodded and smiled.

"OH, you'll be seated next to Ponyboy Curtis. Ponyboy!" He called out to the sea of students seated and unseated at the tables. A boy who was sitting in the middle of the room looked up from talking to a dark-skinned boy. Both of them had deep brown comforting eyes and the blonde had rosy cheeks, straight white teeth, and whole, smooth lips. I knew what they meant by love at first sight just taking a glance at the blonde. The dark-skinned boy had a scar carved into his left cheek and had rugged black hair that swept over his eyes. His lips were picked. He looked like a abused puppy.

"Yes, Mr. Macmullen?" The blonde said.

"Say hello to your new lab mate, Dolly Johnson," Mr. MacMullen answered.

"Oh, cool. Come over here, Dolly," Ponyboy said, patting the chair next to him at the table. I shyly walked over to the table and shoved most of my books under the chair.

"You're Dolly Johnson?" He asked as I struggled untangling one spiral notebook from the other. I nodded and back to untangling.

"Cool. Oh, lemme help you with that," He unwrapped the metal from the other and put them on top of my pile under my chair.

"I'm Ponyboy Curtis. This is my friend, Johnny Cade," He gestured to the dark-skinned boy he was talking to. "We call him, Johnnycake though, don't we?"

"Sure, Pone. Uh, this is our friend, Bryon Douglas," Johnny slapped his hand on a boys shoulder he was sitting next to.

"Hi there, Doll Face," The boy said. He wasn't as good-looking as Johnny or Ponyboy, but I took the compliment with a return of a smile. He smiled back and went back to writing something down.

"Uh, these are the 2 clowns, Sodapop, my brother, and Two-Bit Mathews," Ponyboy motioned to two boys sitting behind us who were arm wrestling. One had dark brown hair is swifts across his scalp, one had light brown hair and was wearing a red mickey mouse tank top. I could tell that the dark-haired boy was Ponyboy's brother by the way he smiled and the fullness of his cheeks when he laughed. The other one had pale ice blue eyes that could cut through steel if they were upset.

"Soda," Ponyboy said and the dark haired boy looked up from the fight.

"There's a lady present."

"Oh! Hi, beautiful, I'm Sodapop. Ponyboy here is my kid brother," He winked at him and Ponyboy turned red.

"You got a name, gorgeous?"

"This is Dolly Johnson. We're table mates," Ponyboy said.

"Good deal. I'm your chair kicker. I do the dirty work. Oh, and my name is Two-Bit, but you can call me anytime," The blue eyed guy said and burst into hysterics.

"Moving on. In front of us is Dallas Winston, the badass of town, and Steve Randle," He pointed to two boys in front of us. One had almost black hair, bushy black eyebrows that almost covered his brown eyes. They both had biceps the size of beach balls and had hands that strangle your neck with one finger. The other had a practically buck tooth, a huge nose, and a country accent that could set any girl in melt mode.

"Hey. Beautiful, wanna head to my place and get wild?" The black haired boy said. The bucktoothed boy burst into hysterics like a hyena.

"Dally! That is no way to talk to a broad as beautiful as her here," Two-bit scolded and laughed with the hyena buck tooth.

"Do you talk or is it all nods and smiles for you?" Sodapop asked, lying his chin on my shoulder.

"Yes, I can talk," I said, smiling at him.

"Hear that Ponyboy? She can talk and look prettier than every broad in Oklahoma at the same time! What skill!" Soda exclaimed as I giggled.

"Y'all have been real sweet to me so far. Thanks," I said, grinning even wider.

Sodapop laughed and laid a kiss on my cheek.

"Aww, So, you always get the pretty ones," Johnny whined.

"Suckers!" He exclaimed, throwing a hand on the back of Ponyboy and my neck.

"I see…," He closed his eyes, "marriage in your future. OH, oh, oh! Its to each other! Look at that." He opened his eyes and began laughing. Ponyboy was red as the apple on the teacher's desk.

"Uh, so this is your first day?" Ponyboy said, looking down at the desk.

"Yeah. My brothers and my aunt just moved here from France."

"France? Whoa, cool! Looks like we got a foreigner in here!" Two-Bit leaned forward.

"Yeah, my brother just got a job transfer."

"Here? In tiny little Tulsa, Oklahoma?" Soda said.

"Yeah."

"Is it a desk job?"

"Executive manager of Pepsi Industries."

"Really? You dig okay."

"What about your parents?" Johnny asked as Ponyboy elbowed him in the ribs.

"Oh, my mommas in jail and my daddy's probably out screwing some 16 year old prostitute in Europe."

"Oh. We didn't know," Ponyboy said, looking at the floor.

"No, it's fine."

"Where you heading to next, beautiful?" Dallas asked.

"Uh, I'm not sure. Lemme get you my schedule," I dug through my pile and pulled out my sheet of paper and handed it to him.

1st Chemistry MacMullen 209

2nd Studyhall Arnold 101

3rd Language Green 401

4th Gym Rollins Gym

5th Journalism Hays 502

6th Math Castle 057

7th History Jennings 304

They passed it around the circle and Ponyboy handed it back to me.

"I got practically the same schedule. I just got Collins for History for 7th. Johnny and Bryon got Jennings for 7th hour," He said.

"Yeah, I got the same thing too. I just got Auto Mechanics during Journalism and got Duncan for Language," Soda said.

"I've got math 6th and all. We all basically have the same schedule." Two-Bit said. I grinned.

"Oh, look, gorgeous here's smiling!" Dally exclaimed, smiling himself.

"Okay, class, lets begin!" And the whole room groaned.