I walked around Will Rogers high and knew it was going to be the same day like all the others. Boring. The only good thing that came out of today was that was that me, Sylvia, and Evie were going out tonight to the Nightly Double. They were playing a horror film. I loved scary movies but the fact that we weren't going to watch the movie, we were only going to get Evie's mind off of Steve Randle because they broke up and she found out he had been using her. Sylvia and Dallas Winston were a done deal too. I would never admit to it but I was kind of happy that they were single, mainly cause I wasn't so left out anymore. It's not that I was ugly or anything, I got asked out almost everyday. But once the guy asked, and I said no, they didn't bother me none after that. I don't ever say yes because I don't wanna fall for the trick like Evie and Sylvia. I got to my locker and got my fourth period books out. Algebra. I knew that we had a substitute and when ever we have a substitute for that class they always call attendance. "Hey Evie!" I called as she was making her way down the hall. She turned to face me and gave that look of 'whats up?' "Can you cover for me? I'm gonna ditch the rest of the day." As I said this Steve made his way down the hall with a girl and his hands were wrapped around her waist. I knew Evie was trying to hold back tears. As tough as everyone thought Evie was, she could breaking down at any time. She could do good in a fight, depending on her competition. The girl tightened around Steve's arms looked at us and smirked. Evie just simply nodded her head at me and headed to the bathroom probably to realign her eyeliner.
I headed for the bathroom and just stayed there until the hallways cleared out and the teachers were in there classroom. I got a piece of paper out of my book bag and started writing,' please excuse Caitlin from school the rest of the day. She has a fever and was permitted to walk home from school. Nurse Colemen.' The only good thing about my hand writing is I can make it look like anybody's I want too. I headed out of the bathroom and my teacher stopped me. "Young lady, where do you think you are going?" She was one of my favorite teachers but she was really making me mad right now. "I'm sick. I've been given permission to walk home." I handed her the paper and she just looked at me. She kept looking from me to the paper, probably deciding whether or not I was telling the truth. She just nodded at me and let me pass.
I was almost to my house when a red stingray pulled up next to me. I started walking faster to the point where I was almost running full speed. They piled out of the car and I think I counted 2 of them. And one of them had a blade. Great. I played soccer and track but I couldn't outrun the two Socs. They pinned me to the ground and put a knife to my neck. I had to much street smart to know not to scream. "We ain't gonna hurt you but you're gonna listen to what we say okay?" I nodded knowing it was the only right thing to do. "Don't scream." I was afraid. I wasn't afraid to get physically hurt, everyone in Tulsa should be used to that, but I was afraid to get emotionally hurt. Just as that thought ran in my mind a thousand times over, some guy hit the Soc sitting on me over the head with a broken glass bottle. The main Socs friend went to hit the guy but he easily dodged and hit the Soc square in the face with the broken bottle and I knew he was gonna need stitches. They guy rubbed his face from where he got punched by one of the Socs and helped me up.
"You okay little miss?" the guy asked me.
"Yeah I'm fine. Thank you." I replied. I looked at the greaser. He didn't look like the typical greaser. There are greasers you find like Tim Shepard or Dallas Winston who don't have a care in the world. Then there are others, who are tough, but don't necessarily have cold eyes, and who can care about people.
"Don't mention it. What's your name kid?"
"Caitlin. You?"
"Two-Bit. Two-Bit Matthews."
"I've seen you around school. You cause a lot of trouble with Socy girls." I said remembering the time when he bothered a Soc named Alison so much that she screamed during our third period History class which earned her a detention. I also remember finding her in the bathroom crying because she got a detention. I guess it hurt her 'reputation.'
"Guess ya heard of me then. I'm not hard to miss." Two-Bit said while cocking his eyebrow and flashing a grin.
I smiled at him. "Well thank you Two-Bit. But I should get going." I turned around and Two-Bit grabbed hold of my arm.
"I'll see you around?" he asked like he wanted to actually.
"Definitely." I smiled at him, turned around, and resumed my walk home thinking over what just happened.