Evening soon came, and I hung out in the living room with Soda. The two of us, we had our eyes glued to the TV as a western movie called Rio Bravo, which stared John Wayne came on. There was a small thud coming from Darry's room, which grabbed my attention from the TV. Getting up to my feet, I carefully walked to Darry's bedroom with Soda right behind me. Motioning my head to Soda to open up Darry's door, he waved his hands at me and all I did was just shake my head no. We kept at this for a minute or two, until the door opened up and we were whack on the heads by a leather jacket.
"So my kid brothers decided to spy on me, huh? Good grief, now I'm the one who needs the babysitter here? So watcha you two doing by my door?"
"We heard a thud coming from your room, and we decided to check out what was going on."
"Well, I was looking for my leather, here. So don't ya two worry about me, I can take of myself. It's you two that I need to care of around here. So don't go all mother figure on me."
We stepped out of his way, as he walked out of his room and we followed him to the living room. He slipped his arms into the sleeves of his leather jacket, and flicked the collar up around his neck. Turning around to face us, he gave us one of his coldest stares that we would always receive when he had to deal something and that we were to not get involved.
"Now, I don't want ya two coming after me for this fight here, alright? If one of you are going to leave the house, leave a note and don't come anywhere near us Greasers who are gonna fight. See a Soc hide or go into a store and ask police to escort ya home. I'm not taking chances with you two getting arrested and going to jail and taken away from me. No way on ma and pa's grave am I letting that happen. Ya hear me?"
The two of us nodded our heads at Darry, and with that he turned around and left the house. The screen door closed with a bang, and I stared at Soda. He just shrugged his shoulders at me, and we soon heard the bangs of a gun. I jumped a small bit, and Soda was soon laughing at me.
"Got scared by the TV Pony, good grief."
I soon broke out into a laugh myself, and we went back to watching the movie. We weren't sure how long the movie was at all, but by the time the movie was over it was half past nine in the evening. Soda had dozed about twenty minutes ago, so I turned off the TV and grabbed my jacket. I didn't want to stay in the house all cooped up with Soda all evening, so I decided to go out for a walk. I wrote a small note that I was going to walk around the neighborhood for a while.
For a long while, the roads were quiet and I kind of enjoyed it. There was a bit of a misty rain coming down along with a small breeze flowing through, so it felt nice on my skin. I let out a gentle low whistle from a movie that I was watching this morning. Some nerves in my back tingled a bit, and I had the feeling that there was someone following me. Turning around, I got my hands bawled into a fist ready to this person incase they decided to fight me. But when I saw the person behind me, I saw that it was a girl.
"Sorry, I was walking around here and I heard the familiar tune and decided to find out where it was coming from. I didn't know you were fan of John Wayne."
"My brothers and my friends, we're all fans of John Wayne. He's amazing, even in those cool western movies of his."
She kind of laughed a small bit, and I kind of joined in with her. Looking at her, I noticed that she didn't look anything like a greaser at all, but more of a like a Soc. Her brown hair was long a bit past her shoulders, bright stone-green eyes, and light peach skin that just made her eyes pop a small bit.
"You're not here to attack me are ya?"
"What do you mean attack you? I'm just here for a walk to let my thoughts sink through."
She quickly walked by me with a small hurt look on her face, so I followed after her wanting to know a bit more. Something about her had caught my interest.
"I thought that you were gonna attack me because other Socs are coming out for some party tonight to gang up on us Greasers. But you're not the only who is out for a walk tonight, cause I wanted to get out of the house for a little while. I've never seen you around before, betting you just moved here?"
"Yeah, with my aunt and cousin. We moved here a couple days ago, and my cousin decided to go out with some people. I'm not much of a fancy party girl here."
"So who are your aunt and cousin?"
"My cousin is named Juliet while my aunt is the new doctor here in town, Dr Joan Lanford. So who are you exactly?"
"I'm Ponyboy Curtis, ma'am. You never told me your name, mind if I know it since ya know mine?"
"Roselle Jules. My mother was French while my father is American, but I was born here in America. If you ever get the chance to go to France, take it. It's a beautiful country, even in the countryside. My mother took me there when I was very little, and I adored the countryside."
"Have you been there recently?"
"No, I haven't. I haven't been to France since I was ten years old. My parents died when I was ten, and that is when I was put under the custody of Aunt Joan. And under the same roof as my stupid cousin Juliet. And to let you know my cousin said for me to not talk to your type, but I really don't care if I talk to your type or not. She's not in charge of me, I'm in charge of her. Best that we part here, I don't want anyone to see me with you so trouble won't form and you get arrested."
I just nodded my head at her, and we parted paths. Looking back at her, she started to whistle the tune that I was whistling earlier. And I whistled it back to her, and we kept getting louder and louder till I started to laugh and I could her laughing too. I think I made a new friend.
