Hello! I'm back! And welcome to my SECOND STORY! For this story I'm gonna need some suggestions, so please be free to leave any suggestions! You're idea might pop up in the story!
"I'm sorry Ponyboy, but I can't drive you down to the library. I have work." Darry says, pulling on his work boots. He's getting ready for his second job, since his boss cancelled work today, because of the rain that's happening and is going to get worse sooner or later.
"And you definitely can't walk there," Darry tells him. He grabs his satchel, "It's going to be pouring out, and I don't need you catching pneumonia."
Ponyboy sighs. Why on all days did Soda have to work this afternoon? "Can't TwoBit bring me?" He asks. "Come on Dar, I have a project that needs to be done!"
"Are you doing this last minute?" Darry raises an eyebrow at his younger brother, and Pony groans in frustration. "TwoBit?" Pony looks to him pleadingly.
"Hmm?" TwoBit looks up from where he's sitting to be met with stares of two blue and green eyes. He looks between the two of them. They look like freakish twins, staring at me like that, TwoBit thinks.
"Are you up to take Ponyboy to the library?" Darry asks.
TwoBit looks between the two of them, "Uh.. Yeah sure..."
"Good," Darry says. "I gotta head to work." He grabs his keys, "Don't stay out too long, alright?" He shuts the door, and they could hear the engine of the old red Ford drive off.
TwoBit stands up and slaps his hands together, "Alright, let's go!"
TwoBit leans back on his chair and lets out a breath, bored out of his mind. Ponyboy is searching for some sort of book to do a book report on. Pony says it has to be something that is totally fiction, so they could compare it with the nonfiction books they read last semester. Ponyboy had told TwoBit that they were going to write a report on the differences of the themes, and tell how it would impact some people compared to others and blah blah baksknsodaaa!
Honestly, if people couldn't already tell, he doesn't care about that English stuff. Not really because it was hard for TwoBit. It just felt like it was all for no good reason to him. Wasted effort. He couldn't imagine himself getting a job and leaving Tulsa. It wasn't worth it,p to him. Just being in this place makes TwoBit feel like slamming his head on the table...again.
He would stick in a cigarette in his mouth, or at least play around with it. But the second he brought it out along with his lighter, he got evil stares by literally everyone in the room. Let's just say if looks could kill, TwoBit would be in a freezer right now.
"Hey Pone," TwoBit leans over to the auburn Greaser. "Are you done yet?" There's absolutely nothing to do here. Just a bunch of boring people reading boring words in the most boring place on earth. TwoBit looks down at the table, considering slamming his head against it once more. Maybe it'll make some stuff interesting. He shakes his head, he's getting delusional. This place is seriously making him go koo-koo.
Pony sighs, "No, TwoBit, I'm not. Stop asking me that. Just go find a book or something." Ponyboy would actually pay money to see that happening. He hasn't seen TwoBit pick up a book, since Soda told him that there were five bucks inside of one of their parents books. That was nearly five years ago.
TwoBit groans out in boredom and stands up. He'll just have to find something to do. He walks through the aisles of boring books. He wanders into the nonfiction books in the history aisle, and almost pukes. History, not my favorite subject.
He later stumbles across the fiction and humor spot. He drags his fingers through the bazillions of books. Someone could seriously get lost in here.
Suddenly the rusty haired Greaser feels something plop on his head. "Ow..." He mutters. It was a book. It had a bright yellow cover, almost neon, but it is nothing special. Like most books. But in big bold letters it wrote,
101 WAYS TO BE ANNOYING
TwoBit smirks, This is my type of book. Without warning, an idea pops into his head, and as soon as it does, he quickly takes the book to the front.
"Hi..." TwoBit says to the redhead behind the counter. He looks down at her name. "Meredith." Cute name and a nice smile too. But she's not Two's type. Still, she is a pretty little thing. If not for Kathy, he wouldn't mode switching things up. "I would like to use this book." He says simply. He then plops the big enough book on the counter surprising the pretty redhead.
"Oh umm, do you have your library card?" Meredith asks, sweetly.
TwoBit does his signature eyebrow raise. You have to have a card for a library. "Uhh, no. Sorry sweets. Do you have one I can use?" He asks cheekily.
She giggles, "No, you can't use mine, but you can make one. Here, I'll make one for you quick." She tells him, "What's your name?"
"TwoBit Mathews," he takes a bow, "-at your service."
She smiles at him, and makes him a card, "Have a nice day, TwoBit."
"Thanks, you too." He brings the book back to his car quick, so Ponyboy doesn't see it. Nobody can know, if he wants this plan to work.
He sits back in his previous chair, and just as that happens, Ponyboy appears around the corner. Pony looks at him in surprise, but then that surprise changes to suspicion,
"Have you been here the whole time?" The boy asks.
"Yep." TwoBit assures, looking at him innocently. "Why?"
Pony shakes his head, "Just, you've been really quiet. That's all."
As soon as they get back to the Curtis house, TwoBit waits until Ponyboy disappears into his room to work on his project, before getting back in his car and getting the bright yellow book. He grabs in and goes into the house. He flips through it. There were a lot of words (much to his distaste). But, he will get through it. He'll just have to get over it. TwoBit goes back to the first page,
1.) Whenever somebody says something, repeat it as a question.
The door opens and slams shut, revealing a unsuspecting victim.
Right on time.
TwoBit hides the book under the couch, trying to hide a tiny grin that is appearing his face, just as Steve walks over to the living room.
Here we go!
"How's it going, man?" Steve greets.
"How is it going, man?" TwoBit repeats.
Steve looks at him with a confused look, "Uh...okay." Steve sits down on the couch and switches on the TV.
"Okay?"
"Yeah."
"Yeah?"
"Umm...okay." Steve says hesitantly. "Anyway, I just saw Evie earlier, and she said that she's having dinner at her house if you want to invite Kathy. She was wearing that cute top and leather skirt I like this morning. I swear she is the most beautiful thing, man."
"Is she the most beautiful thing?" TwoBit starts again.
"Yes, I just said that!" Steve exclaims.
"Did you just say that?" TwoBit questions, trying so very hard to hold back his laughter.
"..."
"..?"
"Are you done?"
"Are you done?"
"The fuck is wrong with you?!"
"The fuck is wrong with you?" TwoBit countered.
Steve covers TwoBit's mouth, "I swear TwoBit if you say that one more time." Steve threatens.
TwoBit is silent.
"Are you going to be quiet?"
TwoBit nods.
"Are you sure?"
TwoBit nods again.
Steve slowly removes his hand from TwoBit's mouth.
"Am you sure?"
"That's it! I'm done." Steve says, standing up and pushing TwoBut in the process, he turns to walk to the kitchen.
"Wait, Steve!" TwoBit stops.
Steve turns around.
"...Are you done?"
Steve says nothing, and leaves. Slamming the door on his way out.
TwoBit took that opportunity to bust out laughing right there in the couch. He snorted as he picked up the book from under the couch cushions.
Okay, that was funny. He strokes his imaginary mustache, Who should I trick next?
"What are you trying to do?" Soda says from behind the counter.
"What are you trying to do?"
"Are you copying me and putting it in a question?"
"Are you copying me and putting it in a question?"
"Okay, TwoBit. I can't deal with this right now. I have work." Sodapop says. He gave another customer their order.
"Do you have work?"
"I won't if you keep distracting me!" Sodapop whisper yells.
"Am I really distracting you?"
"Yes."
"Yes?"
"TwoBit, I just said that."
"Did you just say that?"
"..."
"...Y'know Steve did this exact same thing too."
"Wait," Soda turns to look at him. "You did this to Steve too."
"Yeah!" TwoBit smiles at Soda. And Soda takes a deep breath in relief. Thankful that this is all over.
"Wait...Did I do this to Steve too?"
"Get out."
"Get out?"
"Out. I need to get back to work."
"Out?"
Soda gives him that look.
TwoBit cocks his head to the side.
"TwoBit I swear to God-"
"Alright, Alright I'm gone..."
"Hey Curtis!" One of the workers, yell. "We need you out over here!"
"Alright!" Sodapop yells back. "See ya TwoBit!"
"See me?"
"Two, stop that right now."
"Right now?"
"Now."
"Now?"
"TwoBit as soon as I'm done with this shift, you're through." Sodapop speeds his way to the door.
"Wait, Soda!"
Soda turns around expectantly.
"Are you through?"
"Okay! Okay! I'm gone! Quit shovin' me!" TwoBit laughs as he is thrown out of the DX.
He chuckles to himself. This is much more fun than he had originally thought. He takes the book from the side of the DX step. He looks through the pages. These are pretty good. He grins.
Maybe books aren't so bad after all.
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