I stared with dullness at the fridge door in the DX, why was I even here? I wanted to get closer to my 3 year crush who didn't even know my name until like a day ago.
Sodapop had no idea who I was before I met him but at least he knew me now.
"Excuse me," a voice asked, I turned. A boy with long-ish messy brown hair with a red tint stood behind me. I gasped feeling the air force out of my lungs; his eyes were such a startling green that I fell over.
Okay, that sounded cliché but it was true, they were a glowing green with grey pools inside them. They were beautiful but in a different way than Sodapop's were, while his were calm and playful, his were sharp and harsh. I stared up at the boy, who was my age,
"Are you alright?" he asked blinking, I nodded getting up then my eyes had to follow that piece of eyecandy.
"Good," he responded then grabbed a Pepsi bottle from out of the fridge.
My eyes followed him unconsciously; he went to the front and Sodapop immediately started talking to him. Ponyboy seemed slightly cold towards Soda then warm when Soda told him something else, he smirked then paid and left.
I finished sweeping then walked towards the front "um…who was that boy?" I asked; glad to strike up a conversation.
"Who? The brat?" Steve asked.
"That's my brother" Sodapop replied almost immediately after Steve spoke.
Sodapop looked almost proud at this fact,
"He's only 16 but already in Collage classes" Soda added grinning, his lighting up and I attempted not to swoon.
I nodded, it turned out that his brother was incredibly smart but very forgetful.
The next few days, I met the boy again. Ponyboy was very handsome I found, just looking at him wasn't enough, you had to stare hard to get every inch of his beauty.
Tall, broad shoulders, skinny, nice defined jaw, long legs. He was a type of boy that only if you looked a long time you realize how handsome he is.
Ponyboy had the look of a dreamer in his eyes. My mom had taught me a long time ago that to make it big in this world you had to dream.
She told me that dreamers were the best of people to meet, that they day dream a lot of things that you never thought of. Ponyboy sat outside the bench with a notebook and pencil in hand. I walked outside quietly; he was drawing a little bird that was perched just a few feet away.
He was incredibly good; the bird looked so real on the page. Ponyboy seemed to be staring hard at the bird then at the page then groaned and crossed out the picture, ruining it
"Why did you do that?" I exclaimed, I scared the bird which flew away he turned surprised
"What?" he asked glaring at me for scaring away his model.
"People would kill to have even a small talent at drawing and you just crossed out a beautiful picture" I demanded glaring.
Ponyboy stared "I messed up, I was trying to teach myself to ignore the big pictures and draw only the back ground with only the outline of the bird," he replied.
Then blushed "but I got distracted" he sighed leaning back.
I stared "distracted?" I asked; feeling lost.
He nodded "I'm very forgetful, sometimes I come here to get a Pepsi and then I start talking to Soda and forget what I came here for in the first place" he explained shrugging nonchalantly.
I laughed but didn't say anything "I'm glad" I sighed.
"For what?" he asked
"Well, at first I thought you were a mean or cold person because of your eyes. To tell you the truth I fell over because of them, they were a bit scary but you're nice" I explained.
He blinked then shrugged "by the way, you're not gonna get very far with Soda" he suddenly mentioned.
I blushed "what?" I demanded.
"No use playing dumb" he said coldly leaning back on the bench "I know you wanted to get to know my brother so that's why you took this job" he told me.
I touched my cheeks "is it that obvious?" I asked.
"No, not really, I'm just observant" he told me "anyway, Soda's really dense and too much of a flirt to be interested in a person like you" he added.
I frowned, hurt "I'm not saying this out of spite but Soda's not into…nice girls I guess you could say" he explained.
I blushed glaring at him "what do you mean?" I demanded furiously.
The cold nature of his eyes were brought back making my throat nearly close up "you're too innocent, nice girl, virgin, kind of quiet, and well dressed" he listed.
"Sorry, Soda's much too interested in more wild girls, you know the type" he added.
My heart plummeted "why cant I?" I demanded "and I'm not a virgin!" I snapped.
"Can't you what?" he asked
"Why cant I be…wild?" I demanded "I mean I'm bubbly, doesn't that count?" I added.
He got up then faced me, he touched my cheek and I shivered at his frigid touch "you grew up in middle class, not poor enough to be a greaser, not rich enough to be a soc" he told me.
I stayed silent "you're sheltered is what I mean" he explained then walked away and I growled under my breath.
I slid down to the side walk "best people to meet, my ass" I muttered, my eyes watered.
I couldn't hold it in anymore then burst into tears, soon Sodapop spotted me, "hey…what's wrong?" he asked, I shook my head slapping his hand away.
"I quit" I told him then walked away, I kept walking in the rain not paying any mind to where I was going at all.
Soon, I was taking too many wrong turns and I found myself in Greaser territory, my entire body was soaked to the bone and I was shaking like a leaf.
"Hey…boys, look at this" a voice drawled and I froze, a bunch of scary boys stood in front of me and soon surrounded me.
"Wanna have some fun with her?" the leader who was scariest of all with cold blue eyes that looked so cruel.
I backed up the boys held me back and one of the guys ripped open my shirt, my bra was nearly all that was left on my upper half. I screamed loud, hoping someone would come save me
"Yo! Sheppard!" a voice said all the boys turned and I turned too, praying it was someone who would help me.
"Curtis?" the leader asked.
"Yeah, drop the girl" he said casually.
"What? We just wanted some fun, we won't do nothin to her" he replied.
"Good to know, now drop the girl 'til I decide it's a high time I need to kick your sorry ass" Ponyboy replied.
Sheppard laughed coldly "if you weren't Dar and Soda's kid brother then I'd kick yours for you" he responded.
Ponyboy glared with coldness that seemed to radiate
"Damn, Kid" Sheppard nervously coughed "its like you're pullin Dally's look out of that damn grave" he told him then he dropped me making me wince.
"You win, kid, she's all yours" Sheppard told them they all walked away.
Ponyboy put one arm under my knee's then another under my arm then hoisted me up. He carried me like that for blocks
"Where are we?-"
"Shut up" Ponyboy snapped I fell silent still shaking violently.
We walked into a rough looking house; there were boys in the living room that I barely registered.
"Don't get up," Pony told them and they stayed seated staring.
I was too cold and tired to care, Ponyboy set me on the couch then wrapped a blanket around me but I was still shaking.
He turned to leave but I grabbed his sleeve, he turned then dropped the cold look and patted my head and I let go, wide eyed and keeping an eye on his back which had his shirt clung to.
He walked into the bathroom then turned on some water; he stayed in there for a minute then pulled me up and pushed me into the bathroom gently.
"Go take a bath, it's luke warm but when you feel like your body can handle it then you can warm it up" he instructed.
I nodded then shut the door, I stripped off my wet bra and pants and underwear. I stayed in there for a long time but every few minutes Ponyboy would check if I was alright.
Afterward, Ponyboy handed me some clothes and a belt I got on the warm clothes and was glad I wasn't shaking anymore. I still felt hollow violated.
I walked out and I was immedietly checked out by Ponyboy who looked at my temperature and everything, he sighed in relief.
"Good, if I hadn't found you when I did then you would have gotten hypothermia" he said.
"So, Pony, do give us the pleasure of introducing the ice princess" a guy with rust colored hair questioned looking at me carefully like he was afraid I'd break.
"Hm? Oh, this is Sierra" he replied.
"So…um…" Sodapop stammered.
"I'm sorry for leaving so suddenly, I was upset about something" I blurted shakily, my eyes still wide.
He shook his head "it's alright, I'm just glad you're ok. It's a good thing I asked Ponyboy to go look for you" Soda replied
I looked at Ponyboy "you looked for me?" I asked
He looked away using his seemingly cold gaze "yeah" he shortly told me.
"So, are you a friend of Soda's and Pony's?" a man on an arm chair asked and I nodded
"I'm Darry Curtis, then" he told me, I noticed that he looked like a football and was very muscular.
"I'm Two-bit Mathews" the other guy said eccentrically
I smiled falsely and offered a quiet "hi."
"Well, you gave Sodapop and Ponyboy quite the scare, little lady" he told me.
I stared at him, Ponyboy stepped up to me.
"You look like you're gonna break down" he told me and I shook my head in denial.
"Liar"
It was like the pain I had repressed until now hit and it felt so good to let it out. I sobbed for a long time until I was done then Ponyboy stroked my hair like my mom used to do when she was alive.
"Thanks" I whispered, my eyes hurt and were red and puffy.
"Uhuh, now…let's get you home" he told me.
I nodded, "here, be careful Ponyboy" Darry instructed handing him the keys.
Ponyboy put the blanket around my shoulders again and grabbed an umbrella, it was still raining very hard when we got out and Pony had to keep the windshield wipers on at all times.
We reached my house and Pony walked to the door, dad opened the door and threw his arms around me.
"Do you have any idea how worried I was?" he told me.
"I'm sorry, daddy" I told him.
He didn't answer then shook hands with Ponyboy and offered him to come inside but he politely declined.
This has been updated.