UNDESCRIBABLE
Disclaimer: S. E. Hinton owns the outsiders. I only own Zoey.
A/N: sorry about removing the story I had to remove one of the characters
It was a clear, warm summer night. Two-bit and I were sitting in the lot, stargazing. Well I was stargazing, Two-bit was talkin' a mile a minute but had yet to notice that I wasn't listening. As he was talking he was cleaning his nails with his switchblade.
He kept going on and on but my ears perked up when I heard a familiar name. "hey do u remember my cousin Zoey?"
"Yeah"
"We'll she is coming down to vist for the week so I'm warnin' ya guys not to make a move on her got it" he demanded with his famous eyebrow cock.
"No worries, I wouldn't dream of it" I told him but set back in my mind was the fact that I was head over heels in love with her, ever since I first met her.
"Pony, Ponyboy, Pony!" I heard Two-bit shouting at me disturbing my daydream of Zoey.
"What" I groaned to him.
"Whatcha thinkin' bout I've been callin' your name for the past fifteen minutes"
"Nothin"' I told him turning red
"C'mon Pone, tell me"
"Nothin'" I said turning a darker shade of red.
"A girl"
"Maybe"
"It better not be Zoe" he warned.
"No worries I reassured him, lying through my teeth.
"Who" he pestered once again.
"Uh, a soc"
"Who"
"Cherry"
"The girl that hung out with us before the rumble?"
"Yeah"
"I thought you didn't like her"
"Why"
"Cause she wouldn't go see Johnny in the hospital"
"Can we just drop it"
"Sure"
I let out a sigh of relief. I was running out of lies.
"Hey kid we better get you home"
"Yeah let's go Two-bit" I said sleepily.
When we got home Soda was asleep on the couch and thankfully Darry was still out. Since we both knew that Soda was dead to the world, Two-bit counted to three and we tipped the couch forward causing Soda to roll off and hit the floor.
He came up swinging and nailed Two-bit in the jaw. Which of course then Two-bit took a swing at him and that started a wrestling match between the two of them. I stepped back and watched the whole time while laughing my head off.
I guess the two of them were thinking the same thing cause before we knew what was happening Two-bit had me pinned and Soda was helping him. Both of them telling me to holler uncle. Of course I refused and we kept wrestling. I almost had Two-bit pinned when we heard the old ford truck pull into the driveway. We all jumped up and tried to clean up the best we could.
We had most of the floor done when Darry came walking in. His eyes quickly scanned over the room.
"Why is the couch tipped over?"
That got us all talkin' at once and Darry held up one finger and said "Pony and only Ponyboy"
"Okay well you see me and Two-bit came in from the lot and we decided to play a little trick on Soda." At this Soda pouted playfully. "Then we tipped over the couch so he would fall off and then when he woke up he came up swingin' and got Two-bit in the jaw and then Two hit him back and then they started wrestling. Then I was over there mindin' our own business and the two clowns over there jumped me and then we all started to wrestle then you came in."
"Well I'm gonna go to bed and try to cleanup without breaking anything." He told us as he trudged to his room.
Okay, goodnight" we all said in unison expect Sodapop who was still playfully pouting on the couch.
"Grow up Soda" Two-bit said to him.
"C'mon guys let's get started I'm tired" I whined to them.
"Okay, me and Pony you fix the couch and Soda will get the rest of the floor" Two-bit instructed us. Two-bit and I had the couch about halfway up when Soda jumped onto it, causing it to tip over the other way. We were all laughing hysterically for the second time that night when Soda started to lay back on the the couch.
"Sodapop c'mon get up" I whined to him.
He sat up and playfully glared at me. "Go to bed Pony"
"Fine then you will have to finish up in here without me" I warned as I started to walk away.
"Get back here Pony" Soda said to me pulling himself off the couch in one swift movement.
"I thought you wanted me to go to bed"
"After we're done"
"Fine"
Two-bit and I finished up the couch and the floor while Soda lay there playing dead from when I kicked him to try to get him to help.
"Soda we're done you can get up now"
When he heard this he jumped up and ran to our room.
"Hey" I said to Two-bit "Are you staying here tonight"
"Yeah" he responded.
"Okay, Goodnight"
"'Night" he told me as he settled into the now upright couch.