Meeting Him

"Hey Honey."

"Hi Curly," a girl with honey blonde hair and a voice so smooth responded, "got on any pot?"

"For you Doll, anything." Curly Shepard sure liked to flirt with her, and no matter how many threats from her brothers, he just wouldn't quit. Not that she minded anyway. He was cute, and she liked to flirt too. Curly shoved a hand into his pocket and pulled out a joint, stuck it in his mouth and lit it. While she waited, she took a quick glance around the Nightly Double, she didn't particularly want her brothers too see her getting high. And when smoke started to escape from his mouth, she plucked it from his lips and put it between hers and stucked in hard. She let her eyes close briefly and let her head tilt back while she let the drug do it's work.

As the smoke left her lips, she opened her eyes to see that Tim Shepard, Curly's big brother, was standing there with his fist knocking' into his brother's shoulder.

"How many times do I have to tell you Curly, She's too old for you," as he spoke, his eyes met hers and he winked, causing a low laugh to escape her mouth.

"Oh please, with my good looks, no one else stands a chance," Curly scoffed with a grin.

"Well of course, how could I resist?" She said back with a husky voice, before laughing lightly.

She looked back at Tim, only to notice for the first time that he wasn't alone. A guy with slicked back dark, almost black, hair and eyes to match stood beside him. He was tall too, probably 6 foot 2, maybe 3, inches and had a white t-shirt on with a black leather jacket. Along with being tall, he was also on the lean side and definitely had muscles, but they were nothing compared to her big brother Darry, A.K.A. Superman.

Taking another hit off the joint, she handed it back to Curly and said Tim was right,

"Sorry Curly, but you're the same age as my kid brother," and then waited a second before saying with a smirk, "maybe when you're older," causing Tim to roll his eyes. He slid a hand through his greased hair and asked,

"You come here all alone tonight?"

"Nah, I came with a few friends. 'm gonna meet up with Two-bit later; catch a ride home."

He nodded, but his dark eyes narrowed when he heard that she was gonna get a ride with Two-bit.

"Ya sure Hon? Getting in the car with a rip roaring Two-bit Mathews seems like a dangerous game."

"Well if he is, I'll just snatch his keys off him and drive myself," she paused for a second, lips quirking up, "and you know, it's a little rude not to introduce me to your friend," she responded, and kept speaking, not waiting for Tim to respond.

"I'm Honeybee Curtis," she held out her hand to his, and he grasped hers firmly with calloused a hand.

"Jack." His voice was soft, yet firm, not something she was expecting from the tall greaser. She liked that. She also liked that he didn't say anything about her name. Don't get her wrong, cause she loved her name, she just hated when everyone she meets asks if it really was her name, or something equally as annoying.

"Well nice ta meetchya," Honeybee replied, the corners of of her mouth lifted.

Jack opened his mouth to reply to her, only to be cut off by one, as predicted, drunk Two-bit. He practically threw himself at Honey, tossing an arm around her shoulder, only half leaning on her.

"Speak of the Devil and he shall appear," she said as she smirked at her close friend. He was lookin' back at her with the same smirk and a quirk of the eyebrow that no one could master but Two-bit.

"Talkin' 'bout me were ya Bee?" He laughed loudly.

"Only about how I'm soooo in love with," she looked at him with a fake dreaminess.

Two-bit looked at her with a wild cockiness, "It was only a matter of time Doll Face. And I do have a thing for blondes." They both stared at eachother for a few seconds, but just couldn't contain their laughter for a second longer, and burst out laughing. After their laughter died down, Two-bit looked over to the Shepard boys and nodded. He still had the dopey grin on his face as he took in the unfamiliar greaser in front of him.

"Hey there Shepard," Two-bit greeted the hood with slurred speech. The only response he received was a hard stare before Tim looked back down at Honeybee, his eyes speaking for him. She only smiled at him as she returned his stare.

"Well, I think I've had enough for tonight. Two-bit, take me home?"

"Sure thing Honey."

As they walked away, Honeybee turned to look over her shoulder and made eye contact with Tim, held up Two-bit's car keys and winked.

What a girl. He couldn't help but think. Sly too, he didn't even see her swipe Two-bits keys, and neither did Two-bit it seems.

Jack turned his head towards Tim and flicked an eyebrow up,

"Curtis?" He questioned. "Judging by that name I'm gonna guess that her brother is that Sodapop from the DX."

"That's the one," was Tim's short reply.

He was still watching her with that hard stare that had Jack wondering if that wasn't all she was.

"She your girl er somethin'?"

"Nah, jus' worry bought her is all, that girl is wild, she needs someone lookin' out for her," Tim explained in a low voice.

"What about her brothers?"

He looked back over at Tim to see him pinning him with a hard look,

"Why so curious about Honeybee?"

Jack only shrugged a leather clad shoulder.

After some silence, Tim relented,

"Her brothers don't know everything there is to know about that girl. She's damn tough and she knows the score, but she needs more than some gang like the Curtis' lookin' out for her."

"Like the Shepards'?"

Tim only nodded.

~Outsiders~

Later that night, Jack could be found sitting in his car with his mind only on one thing. If you asked, he wouldn't be able to tell you why, but he just couldn't get his mind off the girl that had him craving honey.