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Soda The Ballerina Ch. 2
Soda's POV
Okay, so I don't completely understand this. I am the one who was usually smooth with the ladies. I couldn't tell anyone in the gang. I prayed that Steve wouldn't, either. I would never live it down. It was a really hot day in the DX. I was sweating so bad that I had to go hose myself off out back. I kept running the counter in front, and Steve handled the cars that came in, as usual. I was drinking my third water bottle that hour, when Shelby walked in, and I spit out my water and almost peed myself. I just kept seeing her. She came in, took off her sunglasses and had no expression at all.
"Hello, Sodapop. I just wanted to pay for the gas." She handed me a few bills, and I put them in the cash register. How could this chick not dig me? I don't understand. I haven't really said anything bad to her or done anything to her. Maybe it was my breath. I breathed into my hands. Nope. Maybe my hair. Nah, my hair was so tuff that it was a stupid question.. Oh, God, I hope my fly wasn't undone. I checked real fast and she continued, "I've heard about you, Sodapop Curtis, and alls you want it a girl just to use her. I know how you are. Guys like you make me sick. You don't even care about what's on the inside." What? Man, what was wrong with her?
"What? I don't know what you're talking about? I would never think to be like that. Honest." I smiled. No one could resist my smile.
"Well, prove it." I switched my weight to the other foot.
"Okay, how?" She looked up, thinking.
"Hmmm..well...I do have ballet class tonight." Oh, no. I really hope she's not gonna say what I think she was going to say. "And if you are man enough to go, then I'll consider going out with you." I thought about it. Darry would totally make fun of me for the rest of my life. The whole gang would. But, she was totally worth it.
"Okay. See you there."
"7:00. Don't be late. It's at 2475 Main Street. See you there." she waved a hand, put her sunglasses back on and drove off in her car.
I drove home with Steve pretty much silently. I was concentrating about tonight. I got home, shoved a piece of chocolate cake in my mouth and headed for the shower. I didn't know what to wear, and for a second, rethought about going. There probably was no class or anything, but I decided to go anyways, because like I said, she was worth it. I just put on some regular jeans, and tucked it into a red sleeve-less shirt. I pulled on a black jacked over that, didn't bother with hair grease, and told Darry I'd be back later.
"Where you goin little man? Got a date or somethin?" he smiled playfully. I pulled on my jacket.
"Yes, yes, that's exactly where I'm going." I started pulling the door shut.
"Be back by 12."
"Alright." I got in Darry's truck and headed for 2475 Main Street. It was 6:34 now and it only took me 15 minutes to get there. It was around 6:50 when I pulled into the small parking lot. I looked into the window and saw Shelby, and her friends, Millenna and Tiffany. I slowly walked up and opened the door. Shelby turned around to see who it was and almost fell on the floor.
"So, you decided to show?"
"Yeah. I wanted to show you how much I really do care."
"Aw, how sweet. Well you have to stay for the whole session."
"Yeah, okay." I shoved my hands in my pockets and looked around. A lot of dance pictures hanging on the wall, and I peeked into the dancing room. There was a bar and a radio. Man that was a tuff radio. Then a gray-haired lady came out and looked me up and down.
"Well who is this?" she had a slight accent. Her hair was up in a tight gray bun and she was wearing a pink leotard and pink tights. She wore pink ballet slippers and a rose flower skirt. She had a nasty little mole on her cheek. I stuck my hand out.
"Hi. I'm Sodapop Curtis, and yes, it's my real name, and I wanted to join your ballet class." She got out a pair of ballet shoes and handed them to me.
"Welcome, Sodapop Curtis. I hope you are ready and willing to work very hard."
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