"Pass me a cancer stick," Dolly muttered. Two-Bit lit one up and gave it to her, making the entire group a bunch of kids with cigarettes hanging out of their mouths.
They were walking through the neighborhood to get to town, and barely anyone was outdoors. With the sun just peeking its head from behind the horizon, a few people decided it was too early to be up on a Saturday. It was quiet. Perfect for them.
That was, until a sleek car drove closer to them from behind. Ponyboy looked behind him and let out a deep sigh before saying, "Socs are behind us."
Two-Bit cursed under his breath.
"A what?" Dolly hissed in confusion, then turned her head to look at the blue car at their side.
"Is this a little grease in training?" the boy in the passenger seat asked with a grin. "Feel sorry for you, kid. Living with that trash."
Two-But gave them a glare that yelled 'leave her alone' and quickly ran down the block at their right. Ponyboy and Dolly came in tow. The Socs tossed a few offensive words at then before speeding off.
When they were sure they were gone, the kids slowed down and stood by each other again. "What was that?" Dolly asked, her dark eyes wide in confusion and fear. For a second, they reminded Pony of Johnny.
"Socs," he replied. When she stared at him, he added, "It's short for Socials. They're the higher part of our, uh, food chain."
"You guys ain't trash," said Dolly in a quiet voice. She looked up at Two-Bit. "'Specially you."
"Yeah, kiddo?" He smiled and messed with her hair. "Guess the Socs ain't realized it then, huh?"
She grinned toothily. "Nuh uh."
Pony chuckled and kicked an empty Coca Cola can in front of him. The similarities of their personalities was uncanny.
"Hey," Two-Bit suddenly piped up. "Your parents still call you Dolores?"
Pony smiled at that name, holding in his laughter. "That's your real name? Dolores?"
Dolly was about to answer her cousin, but glared daggers at Pony instead. "Comin' from the guy whose named Ponyboy," she said, then continued, "Yeah. God, I hate my name. Dolores sounds like 'n old lady name, right?"
Before Dolly could continue, she looked up at the sound of a loud engine. Ahead of them up the road was the same blue car from before. And they were heading in their direction.
"Just keep walki-" Two-Bit started to say, but Dolly turned and ran the other way, running around the block. "Dolly!"
