Chapter 2: Oh, Gee!

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I slid into the front seat and sat next to Cry-Baby and Pepper. He turned on the radio and flew out of the school parking lot. Women & Cadillacs by the Nite Riders came on. Cry-Baby started to sing along. Hatchet and Milton were making out in the back, and Wanda was downing a bottle of liquor in a paper bag. "I used to have a woman, said she loved me so." Cry-Baby looked at me and winked. I smirked and began to sing along with me.

"I think Cry Baby's got a girlfriend!" Pepper laughed.

"Cry Baby and Allison sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G!" Milton laughed, bouncing Hatchet up and down on his lap.

"Guys, don't be gross!" I yelled. Cry Baby reached his arm around my shoulder and I began to giggle.

"Shut up, Milton!" Cry Baby said.

"Hey, Hatchet, think Cry Baby's got blue balls for the chick?" Wanda stared at Wade but addressed my sister.

"Allison's a square, Wanda. Cry Baby don't dig squares!" Hatchet stammered. I began to think about my past. I was Allison's best friend a year ago. I had always been friends with Cry Baby, but I was a square last year. Allison had ditched me, not too long ago, because I had a reputation because of my sister. So, I got rid of all of my good girl clothes and turned to Cry Baby's gang for guidance. They welcomed me with open arms. I had thought I had all but gotten rid of Allison Vernon-Williams. I guess my past just wants to follow me.

"No, she's a 'scrape', part square, part drape." Pepper smiled. "I think she's pretty."

"Well, I think she's an attention-seeking whore." I grimaced. Had I just said that out loud? I guess I had because Cry-Baby's face tightened.

"Why would you say that?" Pepper asked. They had obviously forgotten what she had done to me.

"Allison has always wanted what she can't have. Remember what she did to me?" Everyone shook their head. "She stopped being my friend because of the people I was related to. She felt Hatchet-Face had a bad reputation because of the gang, and so she dumped me. She just tossed me to the side of the road like an old pair of shoes."

"She's changed, Traci." Cry Baby muttered. "I can feel it." He took back his arm and grabbed the steering wheel.

"Trust me, Wade. I know Allison. She just wants the thrill of dating a bad boy." Cry Baby stayed silent. I had pinched a nerve. I knew it.

"Cry Baby, want some hooch?" Wanda said waving a whiskey bottle in front of his face.

"I don't drink and drive." Wade laughed. He swerved the car around some old guy in his automobile. He saw the yellow convertible and sped up a little. He hit the back of the car and pulled up next to it. "I got an idea."

"Oh, please, listen to me!" We sang to the car. They began to yell at us to go ahead of us. Wade didn't listen. "Hold me, baby, squeeze me. Never let me go! I'm not taking chances because I love her so, oh gee, yes I love her. Yes, I need her." There was another car coming.

"Cry Baby…" No response. "Cry Baby…" No response. "WADE!" I screamed. I never used his full name. He blew a kiss; I didn't know if it was directed to me, or to the car next to us. I smacked his arm and he swerved into the right lane just in time. We all screamed in delight and sped ahead.