Me: Don't own nothin'. Doesit suck so far? Sorry if it does.
Johnny's POV
I didn't want Dal to hurt Angel, but I didn't want him to know I liked her.
He looked at me and said, "hey." Then he looked back at Angel.
"Who are you?" He asked. I saw Angel whiten a little, but became braver.
"Angel Curtis, you?" she said cooly. Dal was shocked by her braveness.
"Dallas Winston," he said, becoming bored. All of a sudden they looked as if they wanted to fight each other, but we saw a pale Sodapop Curtis coming.
"Damn it," muttered Angel, dropping her cigarette.
"Angel! Where were you?" Soda asked. His color was coming back.
"Soda, I was right here. Why do you worry so much? I'm not five! You act like if I step out of the house, I'm dead!" She lit another cigarette. Soda looked at her sternly.
"Drop the weed," he scolded. She smiled sweetly.
"Soda, dearest cousin, I will stop when I want," she said evilly. Dally and Two Bit started laughing.
"Angeline Marylin Curtis!" Soda warned. That's when they laughed harder and I did, too.
"DON'T EVER CALL ME THAT AGAIN!" Angel shouted. We all stopped laughing.
"Well don't back talk me!"
"Fine," Angel sighed. Soda looked at us.
"You comin' over?" he asked.
"Later," Two Bit and Dally said/
"Sure," I said. I saw Angel smile. I tried not to blush. I wanted to impress her.
"Let's go," Angel said. She pulled on me and we walked over. On the way we talked.
"What do you think of Two Bit?" I asked. She shrugged.
"He's cool, I guess."
"How 'bout Dallas?" I saw here eyes widen.
"Well, his last name is, um familiar," she said nervously.
I could tell she was hiding something.
Did it suck? Please tell me!
