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Chapter 3-They Ignored Me
After the little exchange, Ponyboy wouldn't look at me or even Johnny. Not that he would ever admit it, I knew he was a little hurt that Johnny had sided with the slightly unknown girl. It wasn't even like he sided with me either. After the exchange, he had stopped talking to me, leaving me the odd one out. I sighed and looked at the ground, trying to make out cracks in the sidewalk. This carried on for some time, Pony leading with an angry stance, Johnny silently following him, and little old me with my head down, until I finally heard some crappy country music playing and looked up. An old two story house with lights and drunken people pouring out. We made our way through the maze of passed out drunks on the lawn and up to the rickety old screen door. Pony didn't hesitate to pound on the door. A few seconds later, a man in his late-twenties came out to see who was bangin on his door. He was silent as he quickly looked past the boys, as if they weren't there and directly at me. He gave me gagging leer. Half his teeth were gone and the ones that were still in his mouth were a disgusting shade of yellow and brown. I felt my gag reflex kick in and had to fight to control it.
"We're here to see Dally." Pony said in a steely voice, obviously not missing Buck's smile towards me.
"He's busy kid."
"Tell him it's Johnny and Pony. He'll come." It only irked me a little that he was completely ignoring me, as he had the whole night. I think I was getting used to it. I had heard rumors that Buck was easily swayable if you took the right tone with him, and that rumor was confirmed as he grimaced at Pony and told him to hold on a second and disappeared. It was only now that it struck me what happened tonight. There had been a murder. A death. And it was partly my fault. To some extent at least. I was sure if I hadn't riled the Socs up by appearing, they wouldn't have gone for murder. A beating, yes, but not murder. I heard a tinging sound that was really annoying me and looked around for the source. I t was Ponyboy, chattering his damn teeth. I was about to tell him to knock it off when a half-dressed hood appeared at the door.
"Okay Kids, whatta need me for?" Johnny then stepped up and proceeded to tell Dally about the nights events. When he got to the part about me, Dallas's eyes shot to me, but went back to Johnny. Dally just nodded when the part came up about the Soc. What the hell was wrong with him? He was acting as if this was a normal everyday accurance. He seemed to be in deep thought when he noticed Ponyboy's incessant chattering.
"Are you wet Pony?"
"Y-y-y-es-s."
"Glory hallelujah!" His sudden outburst startled me. What was with these greaser boys just suddenly yelling up and out of nowhere?
"You gonna catch pneumonia 'fore the cops get ya!" Only then did he finally open the screen door wide enough for all of us to come through, me included. I tried to keep up with the others, but the thick crowds soon separated me from the guys.
"Well hey there you pretty little thang. Mind if I have this dance?" I whirled around to see a disgusting beer bellied man behind me. I was close enough to smell the intense aroma of whiskey, and quite frankly, felt the urge to puke again.
"No sir. I really need to catch up with-" He suddenly grabbed my arm and his expression grew stormy.
"Now you listen here hon. I-" He never got the chance to finish though. That was when I kneed him where the sun don't shine. It worked though. He let go of me to hold his, er, thing and blew a gust of toxic breath in my face as he fell to the ground groaning and gasping. I stepped away before anyone could suspect it was me and tried in vain to search for the boys. They were nowhere though. All I saw was flashing lights and drunken people. A few guys tried to grope me, but met the same unfortunate fate as the first nasty hillbilly. Another arm grabbed me form behind, and whirled around, ready to knee yet another guy, when I came face to face with none other than the infamous Dallas Winston.
"What is with you and getting into trouble? Let's go. I need to get y'all out of here. He dragged me up a nearby set of steps and down the hall to a lit up room. I was pushed inside before I could protest. Now at least, I had been reunited with the boys. Ponyboy was sitting on the bed, changing into a dry shirt that was wayyyyy too big for him while Johnny was leaning against the wall next to the window. Pony looked up when I entered and rolled his eyes.
"Wow Johnny. Less than an hour ago you agreed to take care of her and already you lost her." I though for sure this would piss Johnny off, but it only made him grin in reply. Again, what was with these greasers? I grumbled the appropriate apology under my breath and sat on the floor, next to the door. I adverted my eyes away form the boys, no reason to show them any affection if they were going to be complete asses. Dally eventually came back with a silver thing that looked suspiciously like a gun and a wad of money.
"Okay guys. Listen up. You're gonna hop the three-fifteen freight train to Windrixville. There's an old abandoned church on top of Jay Mountain. There's a pump in the back, so you don't worry about water. Buy a week's supply of food as soon as you get there-this morning, before the story gets out, and then, don't even so much as stick you noses out the door. I'll be up there as soon as I think everything's all clear. Man, I thought New York was the only place I could get mixed up in a murder rep." He handed Ponyboy the wad of Money and Johnny the silver thing, yup it was a gun. Great. Now I was a teenage girl on the run with two teenage boys and a gun. Where the hell did I go wrong? I suddenly felt really tired, and wanted to sleep, see my mother, and not have all this crap on my mind more than anything. I put my head in my hands and groaned.
"Who's the chick, any ways?" Dally asked above me. I looked up and saw everyone staring at me.
"Two-bit's sister. She was there, She's coming along." Ponyboy answered.
"You're bringing Two-bit's sister with you? Are you nuts?"
"Hey, it was Johnny's idea!" Pony defended.
"You can't bring Two-bit's sister with you. Two-bit'll kill ya!"
""I know! But Johnny sided with her!" I was beginning to dislike where this conversation was headed. Dallas turned to Johnny.
""Johnny, man. What the hell are you thinking? Not even I can keep an angry Two-bit from finding you.
"Well we definitely can't just let her go now. She knows where we're goin" Johnny objected. Dally sighed.
'"You know when Two-bit finds out I had anything to do with this, which I'm sure he will, He will mutilate me."
"Again, she knows too much. She has to come." Dally relented with a sigh.
"Fine, do whatever. Just don't let her get in anymore trouble." Both boy's nodded. Dally looked back at me.
"And you. Listen to those two. Got it?" I nodded, gulping. Dallas couldbe pretty scary when he wanted to be. With that, he led us all down the stairs and out the door, watching as Ponyboy led us on a run to the train station.
A/N: I would like to say to all my faithful; readers that the reason I have not updated my Reading Ponyboy's Theme yet is because it take a considerable amount of time longer than it takes to write this one. I should update sometime soon.