Soda's POV
The whole night I thought about her. Darry thought I was sick cause I was being so quiet. Finally I decided to call Two-Bit. Our conversation went like this:
Two-Bit: (sounding tired and drunk): Yello
Me: Old buddy, its me Sodapop. Could ya do me a favor?
Two-Bit: Yeah sure.
Me: Tomorrow at school keep an eye out for a girl named Autumn Greenfeld, she's got chest length brown hair and unmistakable green eyes, she's a Soc. Tell Steve to do the same.
Two-Bit: Whoa! You're going after a Soc?!
Me: No! I'm just…. Curious.
Two-Bit: Curious, sure. Alright buddy boy, see ya.
Me: See ya.
Then I hung up. I didn't know what good Two-Bit keeping an eye on her would do but I had to do something.
Autumn's POV
Oh. My. God. Sodapop! That famous smile I'd heard about was real. Since I'd actually talked to him at the DX station he was all I could think about. Those eyes. That hair. Most greasers put way too much crap in their hair but he put the perfect amount. I told myself to put those thoughts away in a box and lock it cause although Soda didn't know me until that day I knew about him.
Every girl in school would kill to go out wit him. I didn't care that he was a greaser and I was a Soc. I've always hated the divide between the social classes. Oh, curse that golden hair!
Soda's POV
The next day was ruined when Two-Bit called the station to tell me he han't see Autumn all day. Of course he called Autumn "that chick". It angered me to here him call her that so I yelled
"Two-Bit, "that chick" has a name, Autumn!" Two-Bit cocked an eyebrow and said
"Well someone cares an awful lot about a girl they were "just curious" about." Good old Two-Bit. All that frustration disappeared about an hour later when that red mustang pulled u and she was in it. Autumn, God I loved that name!
Autumn's POV
I needed to see Sodapop so instead of my usual gas station I went to his. I wished I hadn't though when I saw trouble walking my way. The name of trouble was Dallas Winston. He was Tulsa's bad boy with a record a mile long. His white/blond hair was blowing in the breeze and a frightened chill ran up my spine. First the asshole slashed one of my tires with a busted bottle. Then he said
"Hey baby. How you doing?" His breath smelled like beer and corn chips. I didn't respond so what did Dallas do? Something only Dallas would do. He put his disgusting arm around me and kissed me right on the mouth. I'd only kissed one other boy in my life, my ex boyfriend Jack Johnson, but I think I can judge that at least when Dallas is drunk, he is a very bad kisser. I shrieked and shoved him away as hard as I could.
Soda's POV
When I saw Dally kiss Autumn I marched up to him and slugged him in the mouth.
"Shit!" Dally shouted. I felt a little bad because Daly was obviously under the influence and had no clue as to what he was doing.
"Sorry Dally, please let me take you to my house so you can sober up a little. Huh?" Dally shrugged and walked over to my truck, while cursing under his breath. I looked at Autumn. She was wide eyed like Darry had been the time he fell off a roof he was working on.
"I am so sorry. Listen, we won't be able to fix your car till tomorrow so just let me drop Dally off at my house and I'll drive you home."
Autumn's POV
Of course I wanted Soda to drive me home but I was a little apprehensive. My ex lived a few doors down from me and since he was still hung upon me he would come at Soda with a blade if he saw me get out of a car with a greaser. But I broke down and told him yes when my gaze shifted from the ground to his eyes.
