Chapter 2 (Miss Independent Not So Independent)
By: Emily M. Alice
Miss independent
Miss self-sufficient
Miss keep your distance, mmmm
Miss unafraid
Miss out of my way
Miss don't let a man interfere, no
Miss on her own
Miss almost grown
Miss never let a man help her off her throne
So, by keeping her heart protected
She'll never, ever feel rejected
Little miss apprehensive
Said ooh, she fell in love
Emily went through the school day as normal, ignoring the flirts, being hit on, everything. She walked off to the dinner, a family friend owned business. She smiled at the familiar waiter, the young Latino man. His light brown hair was combed to the side, short and simple, that's how Rocky DeSantos liked it.
"Hey, Rocko." She grinned.
"Hey Em, start ya off with a chocolate shake? Looks like you could use one." Rocky was the closet male friend she had in years. Since she moved here they became close friends. It's already had been two weeks, where had the time gone? Two weeks since the move, one week since she met Sodapop Curtis.
Why did he have to be such a sweetheart? A charmer? She didn't stand a chance against his movie start good looks or his award-winning smile. She rolled her eyes, he wasn't /that/ good looking. She leaned back with a sigh, of course he was. All the cheerleaders talked about were the good lookin' greaser boy. Soda's looks simply stunned them. Of course, Ben was a real looker' too. Though she went into the relationship blind with Ben didn't mean she would do the same with Soda, right?
Emily had looks, it wasn't a shock to her she was flirted on every once in a while. She knew every pick up line in the book; guys from her old school used them just like the guys here. She couldn't let herself go through the same thing from her past. They were all flirts, guys couldn't devout themselves to one women. Her own father wasn't truly faithful.
Misguided heart
Miss play it smart
Miss if you wanna use that line, you better not start, no
She walked out of the dinner without a single word to Rocky. She needed some air. Soda wanted to see her later, was he going to want to be more? What would she tell him? She walked through the park, watching an older couple walk hand and hand. A small smile played on her lips as she kept walking. Soon she spotted a pair of children playing together and they shared a small kiss before giggling. She stopped at an elderly couple sitting on a bench together.
When miss independent walked away
No time for love that came her way
She looked in the mirror and thought today
What happened to miss no longer afraid?
It took some time for her to see
How beautiful love could truly be
No more talk of why can't that be me
I'm so glad I've finally seen
She wasn't going to turn down Soda if he wanted to be more then friends. She wants, /needs/, to get over this. Kimberly wouldn't have wanted her to stop dating just because one terrible relationship. She sighed and ran a hand through her blonde hair. She spotted Soda and a large smile appeared on her face. He looked great, even in an oil covered work shirt.
What is this feeling taking over?
Thinking no one could open the door
Surprise, it's time, to feel what's real
What happened to miss independent's no longer need to be defensive?
Goodbye, old you, when love, is true (when love, is true)
"Hey." She smiled and leaned against a tree. He returned the smile and ran a hand through his hair. "Something… something wrong, Sodapop?"
"No, just nervous 'cause I know I only known ya' for a week or so but the family really likes ya' and stuff and well, so do I." He admitted truthfully with a shy smile that made her stomach flutter. "So, you I was kinda hopin' you'd be my girl."
"Hm." She turned away from with a grin, "Just so happens I like you as well, Sodapop Curtis."
"So, you'll be mine?" He grinned at her.
"Yeah, I'll be yours'." She hugged him and looked up into his dreamy eyes. Soda cupped her face in his hands securely before crushing her lips with his in a hard kiss. Emily let out a sound of surprise before returning his kiss just as feverishly, fingers running over the back of his neck. The need for air arose and he pulled back, harsh breaths escaping both of them, "Whoa, wait to start off a relationship." She was grinning like crazy.
Sodapop just laughed and wrapped a single arm around her waist. "Why don't I take ya out to eat for a first date?"
"Sounds lovely." She smiled, leaning against him as they walked to the dinner. Rocky wasn't surprises to see Em with the greaser boy she couldn't keep her mouth shut about. To him anyways, she never said a word to the cheerleaders because they enjoy the gossip and Emily didn't want any trouble.
The two took a table near the back, knowing this was a well-known hang out for both Socs and greasers. After all, the last thing they needed was for one of their friends to spot them on their first date. Soda didn't want Emily to meet Dally or Hannah yet, not when their relationship just kicked off. Em really didn't need her nosey ass brother getting involved with her chooses on who she wanted to date or be friends with, aka the greaser bunch whom he was hell bent against.
"Emily Holden, who is this fine man you got yourself?" A blush crossed her cheeks as the older Latino women grinned at her. "C'mon, you know mama DeSantos want tell."
"Mrs. DeSantos, this is Sodapop Curtis."
"Nice to meet ya, Mrs. DeSantos." Soda shook the nice women's hand.
"Nice to meet ya to, Boy. What can I get young love?" She grinned, earning a small glare from the British wonder.
"A burger and a coke here." Soda said.
"Same." Emily smiled.
Sodapop was proud of himself for asking Em on a date, and the date was going pretty well; for the first half. "Fuck." He muttered under his breath as he tried to hide his face, earning a frown from Emily. "Some friends I'd rather not have you meet right now…" Sadly, Soda didn't have that much luck because his ex lover, Hannah, and her brother, Dally, were already grabbing chairs and pulling up to them.
"Sup' Soda, who's the skirt?" Dally asked.
"Dally, Hannah, this is my girl, Emily Holden."
"It's a pleasure to meet more of Soda's friends." She smiled, and shook the male's hand but the women just looked at her in disgusted.
"Han…"
"She's a slut." Said the greaser girl as she stole her burger.
"Excuse me, but I have done nothing to offend you. I ask you to treat me with some respect." Em glared and Soda coughed trying to cover up a laugh.
"Listen here, princess, I aint gonna be talk to like-"
"Like you were talking to me but more /respectable/? If you do not mind, Soda and I would like to continue our date. Dally, it truly was a pleasure to meet you." Dally gave her a nod and smirked to Soda,
"She's a keeper." They laughed as Hannah huffed.
"Soda, you know where to find me when ya want something this prude won't give ya." With that, she left.
"Why does she mean?" She asked Soda.
"Um, Hannah and I use to sleep around."
"Oh."
"But she left me 'cause she wanted my bro, Pony." He said with a shrug, "I won't be getting back with her 'cause it would hurt him." She nodded and they finished their male, which Soda paid for.
"I could have paid for my own meal…"
"I do believe the guy pays for the date." He smirked and walked her to her house.
"Well, thanks again. I had an astonishing time." She kissed him softly but he choosing instead to pull her in for another heated kiss. He sighed into her mouth when she sucked on his tongue, and his hands found their way to the back of her skirt, crushing her small frame against his. "Jesus," she breathed raggedly, "What a way to end a date. A girl could get use to that." She giggled and went to the door, "Night." She said before she went inside.
"Night…" Soda muttered before heading back home.
Author's Notes: Hope ya enjoyed, the song is Miss Independent by Kelly Clarkson.
