CHAPTER TWO: HORSEBACK RIDING?
LOCATION: KNOXVILLE, TENNESSEE
PLACE: MARTHA'S TRAILOR
DATE: JUNE 18th, 2013
TIME: 12: 10 A.M.
Georgia's Pov
"Hey Georgia?"
"Yeah?"
"How are you gonna get on the roof?"
I mentally sighed, we had been working on the windows and all we needed to do is bolt them down; problem is that they're too tall for me or EVEN Sodapop. So I just randomly blurted out, "Hey why don't I just get on the roof?"
Apparently Sodapop had taken me seriously, so now we faced the dilemma of getting on the roof. The trailor was about ten feet off the ground, and if a certain aunt of mine had been so kind to inform me we could've brought a ladder. I paced back and forth while Soda sat on the back of the truck, his eyes would watch me then look back up at the trailor.
"I got it!"
Soda looked at me, "What?"
"Okay, Soda do you think you could lift me up?", I asked.
"What?", he asked incredulously as he jumped off the back.
"I'm serious, the only way to fix those windows is to get up on that roof; so come on!", I said walking towards it.
"Georgia, are you sure this is a good idea?", he asked as he followed me.
I grinned at him, "Since when have I ever had bad ideas?"
He gave me a stare that said 'Now would be one.' I pouted and crossed my arms over my chest, "Come on Pepsi-Cola~, aren't you wild and crazy?"
Rolling his eyes, Soda sighed and ran a hand through his hair, "Alright," he agreed, "but if you fall down don't go blaming me."
"I won't, now stop whining and give me a lift.", I ordered as I got closer to the wall.
He placed his hands together and I stuck my sneaker-covered-foot in his hand, placing my right hand on the wall and the other on his shoulder. I felt like one of those cheerleaders, not saying all of them are bad but I was a little...uncomfortable.
With all his might, Soda took a deep breath and heaved me up; now it was my turn.
I threw my toolbelt to the side and placed my hands flat on the surface, years of gymnastics pays off. Swinging my legs over I dusted my hands off and stood up, everything looked so much clearer from up here. I looked down at Soda and smiled, "See, told you I could do it." He was dusting his hands off from the mud that was on the bottom of my shoes, when he looked up at me I laughed.
Somehow along the way I had managed to place my foot on his head because there was mud all in his hair, and it looked disleveled.
"Shut up!"
I covered my mouth with my hand, "Sorry..."
He rolled his eyes again, "Whatever, just hurry up so we can get this done. I don't wanna be here all day."
Nodding in agreement, I strapped the toolbelt once again around my waist and took out the powerdrill and a screw.
Lying flat on my stomach, I looked down and placed the screw on the top hole; Soda was holding the who thing.
"Be careful."
Rolling MY eyes at him, I replied, "Son, I'm always careful."
He laughed, "Maybe, but you don't act like it." Darn it! He got me there, knowing I couldn't win I mumbled a "shut up" and continued drilling though I was hiding a smile behind my hair.
This process repeated for about three more times until we moved to the next window, of course Sodapop had to step over some trash such as: broken wood, broken glass, cans, etc.
Soon we were done with all of the windows, which was five to be exact; I looked at my watch and sighed, it was 12: 50.
"Hey Georgia, it just occured to me...", Soda trailed off looking up at me.
"Yeah?", I asked from my crouched position.
"How you gonna get down?", he asked with his lips twitching upward.
I opened my mouth to respond only to clamp it shut; I hadn't thought of that part really...
"Um, could you..."
"Help you get down?", he finished.
I nodded soundlessly with a small smile; he chuckled and nodded, "Sure, just ease off slowly."
Dropping my toolbelt to him which he placed on the truck, he raised his hands up in a catching position and I counted from five.
5...
4...
3...
2...
1...
I slid off completely and closed my eyes as I fell, Soda's hands grabbed my waist in a flash. My shaking arms were placed on his shoulders and he looked up at me with worried eyes, "You okay?" I forced my nerves to calm down, it's not like I wasn't used to it, it's just that it's been four years since I've done gymnastics. I've gotten pretty rusty and to be honest I thought I was fat. So I was worried that Soda wouldn't be able to handle my weight but it looks like it worked out good.
"Soda?", I said realizing something at that moment.
He looked up at me, "Yeah?"
"Could you sit me down?"
Blushing from embarrassment, he only nodded and my feet touched the ground smoothly.
"So," he cleared his throat trying to get rid of the akwardness, "what's next?"
I smiled, how cute is he?
"We're going to work on the floor, now it's going to probably going to take us about an hour or two. Considering the two bathrooms, the kitchen, the dining room, the living room, and the three bedrooms. You wanna take a break, you seem kind of worn out to me.", I suggested noticing how sweaty he looked.
"Nah, I'll be fine.", he brushed it off with a wave with his hand.
"You sure?", I asked, I've read where people can have heat stroke and it's pretty serious.
"Now look who's worrying, you're gonna have gray hairs before we even get through the day.", Soda laughed at me.
I smirked, "Look who's talking, I'm suprised you're not a grandpa already."
"I need grandchildren to become a grandpa.", he retorted.
"Touchè.", I said feeling defeated and tired.
"I call the bathroom!", he suddenly yelled running past me.
I laughed and followed, "No fair! Cheater!"
"All is fair in love and work!", he called out. Ever since Sodapop arrived, I've been smiling more often; darn I'm so totally hooked, I thought following him like a lost puppy.
LOCATION: KNOXVILLE, TENNESSEE
PLACE: REBECCA'S RANCH
DATE: JUNE 18th, 2013
TIME: 1: 30 p.m.
Savannah's Pov
We were all hanging out in the living room and it took all my willpower not to glomp Steve; I mean this guy was a hotty hotty!
"Hey Sav, do you know what else we could do to kill time?", Jessica asked as she tossed a rubber ball up in the air.
I sighed and leaned my head back on the couch, we all had our horses here since our parents couldn't afford it.
"We could got horseback riding?", I suggested.
"Oh yeah, have you guys ever done that?", Malinda asked the boys.
Dally, Ponyboy, Darry, Steve nodded, Johnny just shook his head; Clarissa seemed to smile.
"Don't worry, I'll teach you.", she assured him. He nodded with a appreciative smile on his face and I thought the scene was cute, Jessica stood up and stretched. "Well I don't know about you bums but I'm going horseback riding, see ya later!", she waved off.
"Dollface seems to know where to go.", Dally shrugged and mimicked her previous actions.
"Well come on, let's go.", Darry ordered as we all stumbled and scooted out of the house and toward the barn.
There were about ten horses in the barn; seven of them were for all of us including Georgia, the other two were for Georiga's aunt and uncle. But the last one was an ornery horse, the only person he allowed to come near him was Georgia; we had all named it Mickey Mouse since it was like Soda's in The Outsiders.
It looked like him, and it acted like his horse in the book.
My horse was a Colorado Ranger horse, it was brown and it was a mare. She has a brown color dark as my skin and soft black eyes, I named her Beatrice since she reminded me of my dead grandma.
Malinda's horse is an Indian Half-breed, it was white with a beautiful mane; he's name was Maxillion. Since he looked like a breathaking horse, she loved that horse like he was her own child. She had gotten him when he was about three years old, so she hasn't had him for long. She rides him all the time whenever she can, when she first rode him you couldn't get her off.
Kaitlyn, boy was she scared of big old Pegasus, he was a white stallion with broad shoulders. It wasn't until she had fed him an apple and he didn't bite her hand off was she not intimidated by him anymore.
Clarissa wasn't afraid of good old Dixie, who was a black Colorado Ranger just like mine; nope she got on her when Rebecca had just gotten her. Man I remember Georgia, she kept worrying Clarissa would fall of that horse, but in the end the girl proofed us all wrong.
Jessica at first didn't care at all for horses, not until she used old Wild Thing and won one of the rodeo's in town. Jessie is brown mustang that was found near a waterbank just off a few miles in the mountain, luckily it was found by Georgia's cousin, Peter. The horse wouldn't cooperate with anyone, sound like a certain someone I know...
I remember Jessica walking up to Georgia and saying, "Give me that horse, I'll take a crack at it."
At first Georgia denied but after countless persistants she finally said yes, soon when the rodeo was done everyone had their mouths hanging wide open. I slapped my best friend on the back and said, "Well there's someone who can tame a horse."
Since then Wild Thing has belonged to old Jessica Simpson, and everyone in town knows that if you mess with her horse you're messing with a whole heap of trouble.
Ashley's horse is an Anglo-Arabian, it's a chestnut color which to me is a pretty weird color for a horse. Ashley named her Autumn cause of her color, Autumn is the skittish type of horse; she won't let anyone but Ashley touch her. Autumn is only taken out if the weather is clear and it's summer.
"What are we gonna ride?", Steve asked seeing us all saddle up.
I smiled at him, "You're riding with us."
"What?", all of the guys, except Soda since he isn't here, chorused.
"You heard me, now either get on a horse or be left here.", I snapped as I swung my leg over Beatrice.
Steve grumbled but followed my lead, slowly wrapping his arms around my waist.
Mentally I smiled, I've always dreamt of this moment and now it's actually happening.
Only Georgia's horse and Mickey Mouse were left in the barn, we all took the trail that led through the trees.
To be honest it was just to get away from civilization for a little while; we were all jealous that Georgia got to spend her entire week here at Rebecca's ranch. We all have a city life, except Ashley; Malinda has to either plan for college or a job, Jessica has to see her parol officer, Kaitlyn has to see her dad's artwork in the city called Clarisburg, Clarissa has to do the newspaper every weekened, and I have to be a service to the community.
Though we love Georgia, we still wish we could come to a place like this, all quiet and calm.
"Hey look, a flying fish!", Two-Bit called out pointing to a catfish that jumped out of the creek.
"So how long have you guys known Georgia?", Darry asked and I noticed how tight his hands were around Malinda's waist.
"Um, well I've known her since she was born, Savannah has known Georgia?", Darry asked and I noticed how tight his hands were around Malinda's waist.
"Um, well I've known her since she was born, Savannah has known her when they were in kindergarten, and the others met her five years ago.", Malinda answered for all of us.
That was one of her annoying traits, it was also what made her, her.
The guys nodded and we continued riding until it was about say near three; we had a race and Beatrice beat everybody. Steve stuck his tongue out while we were trotting up to the barn.
Soon we heard a car pull up and saw it was Georgia with Soda, though their faces were all dirty; they looked sweaty and tired.
"What happened to you guys?", Ashley asked hopping off of Autumn.
"Trailor work, but it was all worth it cause I got forty bucks out of it.", Georgia said slamming the door and waving the money around.
I grinned, that was another thing about Gerogia that you had to love, no matter even if it was a dime she still take it as being rich. Though her dad could disagree she didn't care, she believed in if you work hard you should get paid. Soda looked even worse, his hair was all matted up, dirt stuck with the knots, and he was rubbing his arms.
"What's wrong Soda?", Pony asked hopping off of Kaitlyn's horse.
"Tired, Georgia had me pitch in and help her.", Soda answered.
Georgia whipped her body toward him, "I did not, you volunteered, and besides you said you'd rather do work than just sit there."
Sodapop grumbled under his breath, Darry and the others laughed at his face.
"So did ya'll go horseback riding?", Georgia asked seeing how we were putting the horses away.
Clarissa nodded, "Yeah, it was fun, wish you were there."
Georgia nodded minded absently and went toward the house, yelling over her shoulder, "We better hurry up and figure out how we're going to hide the guys!" The girls hurried up putting their horses away while the guys helped, soon we were all back inside in Georgia's room. Now with an average room you'd think it'd be pretty cramped in here, but with Georgia's dad being rich it was the size of a living room.
All it missing was a couch, like her room had back at her dad's; we all sat in her floor while Soda and her sat on the bed.
"So, how's hiding where?", she asked scratching her cheek.
"Um, I call under the bed!", Two-Bit shouted raising his hand up.
We all rolled our eyes, except Ashley who smiled, "Whatever..."
"Alright!", Two-Bit cheered fist pumping the air.
Georgia rolled her eyes before looking at us, "Well?"
Sodapop sighed, "What about your closet?"
"There's not much room, just clothes and lassos, along with cowboy hats.", she explained opening it up for everyone to peer in.
Jessica whistled, "Shoot, you got more clothes than Oprah."
"Yeah, yeah...", grumbled Georgia. I shot Jessica a look that said 'you just hit a soft spot you idiot', then I went and sat next to Georgia. "Don't listen, anyway I'm sure we can convince your uncle and aunt not to come into your room. You have a lock don't you?", I asked walking up to her door.
"Yeah...", she said turning the little knob.
"Good, so our problem is solved.", I said smiling feeling like I just won a million dollars.
Two-Bit raised his hand, I rolled my eyes and asked, "What?"
"Can I still sleep under the bed?", he asked.
Quiet dead silence filled the room until Ashley's laughter broke it, I forgot that she was the only one who laughed at his weird jokes.
"...Sure...", I said feeling annoyed.
"YES!", he screamed.
"TWO-BIT!", we all yelled as we held our ears.
"Sorry...", he apologized while rubbing the back of his head.
Soon we all got ready for bed, just like the night before; though on the floor we were kind of together with our crushes. Making excuses like it's too cold in this room or how there's not enough space. Georgia's lucky, Sodapop hadn't even questioned why he had to sleep in her bed again. And not like that either!
"Goodnight everyone.", Georgia's voice echoed through the darkness.
"Night...", we all chorused before falling into a deepness sleep.
