Chapter 2: Run, Tiger, Hurry
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Tiger's POV
After taking a leak and drinking a sip of water from drinking fountain I noticed that I was already two minutes meeting Ponyboy.
The hallways were mostly empty, no one wanting to stick around longer than they had to. But I somehow managed to run into every unlucky hood who was still stuck at school and wanted to make small talk. After I dodged them I made it to Pony's side of the school, which took me only six more minutes, just in time to see him get shoved up against the wall and slugged in the jaw by three Socs. I dropped my books and slammed into the Soc pinning Ponyboy. Breaking loose from the Socs grip, Ponyboy kicked the other Soc in the stomach. Seeing that the fight was now two against three, pretty fair, the stupid cowards ran.
"You alright, kid?" I asked, looking him over and grabbing my books. His lip is busted and there's already some brushing on the side of his face, but he's wasn't limping as we made our way through the school towards freedom.
"Yeah, I'm fine," he assured me. "You okay?"
"Never better. Come on, let's grab Pete and head on home," I suggested.
Pup's POV
If Tiger isn't here in five seconds I swear... Why is my older brother always late?
My thoughts were cut off by a loud, wailing car horn. My brother's car horn. Thank God.
"Tiger? Where were you? I was about to start walkin' home," I sassed bitterly.
"Hey, put away the lip. The Socs were messing with us, and we got held up, sorry," Tiger apologized.
I mumbled a "'S okay" and let it drop.
Tiger's POV
"You goin' to Bucks tonight, Ty?" Ponyboy asked me.
"Yeah, Soda and I are goin'," I responded.
"I wanna go," Pup complained from the backseat.
"Sorry, Pup, Darry'll have my hide if I take you anywhere near Bucks," I told him in an apologizing tone.
"Soda'll take me," Pup promised confidently.
"If I can't go then you sure ain't going," Ponyboy snapped, turning around and glaring at him.
"Both of you quit it," I commanded and then grinned after a moment. "What do you thinks gonna be for dinner?"
"If Sodapop's cooking anything is a possibility," Ponyboy grumbled, but I could tell that he wasn't upset, he loved Soda a lot, it was just left over anger from Pup. I'm not sure those two'll ever get along, kinda like me and Soda.
"It'll be interesting," I agreed, grinning.
A/N: Pete's thoughts are kinda choppy, I did that on purpose.
Aufenthalt Gold,
~Alee