A/N: I don't own the song Little house by Amanda Seyfried. I know the song wasn't even made in the 60's, but what the hell Amanda Seyfried wasn't even made in the 60's lol. But the song fit well and it's exactly how I imagined Summer's voice. So I hope you guys enjoy!
Summer lay awake in her bed, recalling the events of her date with Sodapop that ended hours before.
I should be asleep by now Summer thought, looking at the clock. 12:50 AM.
No matter how hard she tried to fight her insomnia, Summer just couldn't drift off to sleep like most nights. All she could think about was Sodapop.
Is this what love feels like? Summer wondered curiously. She placed a hand over her heart and smiled sheepishly as it thudded faster when she thought of Sodapop.
She had the most amazing night with him. He had taken her to the movies and to dinner, like most dates. But Summer's favorite part was when they walked through the trail in the park. It was late February and the night was rather warm, which was seldom for February weather. Summer took in her surroundings with great appreciation.
Unlike most teenagers of her day, Summer valued the utter beauty of mother nature. She gazed at the flower buds pushing their way through the frost covered ground, swaying in the evening breeze. She stared at the rows of trees, bare but with signs of green leaves here and there. The sky was a gorgeous shade of cerulean, with stars beginning to blink on. The birds around them sang their lovely melodies, providing them with glorious music.
Summer couldn't help but close her eyes and sigh happily as she breathed in the scent of life in the air surrounding her. She was content with everything she had in the world at that moment.
She didn't notice Sodapop surveying her. He smiled as he looked at her, she radiated peace and beauty. His thoughts drifted to what Steve, Darry and Buck had all told him about girls. But Sodapop knew in his heart that Summer wasn't like the rest. She saw and did things differently, which was one of the reasons he was so attracted to her. She wasn't all over him like most girls he met, which was a breath of fresh air. At times it was fun to tease the girls that came by the gas station and practically begged for attention, but at the end of the day they were only there for his looks, they didn't care about him.
Summer looked up and saw Sodapop's brown eyes gazing at her. She smiled and wondered why out of all of the girls he could've easily had he chose her.
Sodapop broke the silence. "Y'know Summer, I was wonderin' why you don't talk like most of the folks here in Oklahoma."
"Well, I spent most of my life in New York City. I moved here to Oklahoma when I was about 13 years old. I've picked up a few sayings but I'll always sound like a New Yorker." She said smiling, momentarily remembering her times in New York.
Then she couldn't help but frown for a quick second remembering what was nagging her in the back of her mind. She could've sworn she saw Dallas Winston while she was leaving the movies with Soda. She knew it couldn't be possible; he died in New York all those years ago. She felt her heart start to throb as it always did when she thought of him.
*Flashback*
10 year old Summer walked as fast as she could through the dark streets of New York. She had fallen asleep on the bus from her way to school and took it all the way to the last stop! She glanced at the time on her Mickey Mouse watch. 7:00. Of course the sun had already set, it was the middle of December.
Mommy is going to kill me when I get home! Summer worried to herself.
She heard loud shouts and footsteps behind her. Summer quickened her pace and glanced behind her. She could tell she was in for trouble. The boys looked a few years older than her. No more than 12 or 13, but definitely dangerous, especially if they were wandering the streets of New York at night. "Please," she whispered a silent prayer, her heart hammering in her chest. "Please don't let them hurt me."
She knew that all hope was lost when one of the boys stepped in front of her.
"Where do ya' think you're going little girl?"
Summer gulped and mustered up all the courage she could, "I'm on my way home and I really need to get there fast, mom will be worried sick by now, so if you'll please excuse me,"
She heard loud laughter behind her. What in the world could possibly be funny? She thought to herself angrily.
"Sorry, but you're not going anywhere." A voice behind her said coolly. It felt like a dream, no, a nightmare. The whole situation didn't seem real. This couldn't be happening, not to her. Not to Summer. She felt multiple pairs of hands pushing her up against the wall. Someone ripped off her book bag while others checked her pockets and snatched her watch from her arm.
Summer could only watch as they ran-sacked her book bag and stole her possessions from her. She had a horrible feeling in her stomach, fear and impotence mixed together. She felt the tears streaming down her cheeks as she predicted the inevitable. She knew that they'd probably kill her. She prayed that they wouldn't but what had praying gotten her so far?
Of course the street was empty, just my luck. Summer felt her blood turn to ice when one of the boys pulled out a switchblade. It gleamed in the moonlight. How can something so small be so deadly? Summer wondered sadly. Suddenly she felt so tired, she didn't have the strength to scream or call for help. She closed her eyes as she felt the cool blade touch the tip of her neck and waited for the pain to come, but it didn't. Summer opened her eyes wondering what the delay was. Did they just want to torture her, savor her fear?
She looked around and saw the boys had all stopped in their tracks, fear painted on their features. Her heart jumped with hope, did the police come? She followed the boys' eyes and saw that they were staring at another boy who seemed to be the same age, 13 probably. He had light blonde hair, an almost elfish-looking face, and blue eyes so cold they made chills run down your spine.
"What do you think your doin'?" he asked in a cool voice.
"D-Dally," the boys stammered.
"What're you doin' out of the cooler?" one of them asked, looking like he was about to wet himself.
"You didn't answer my question, what do you think your doin'?" he asked a second time, the venom in his voice lethal, taking a step towards the group.
"We were just, well she was alone and…" the boy who had stepped in front of her moments before trailed off. He dropped Summer's book bag and ran like the devil was at his heels. The others looked as their leader ran off and Dally pulled out a blade. They didn't hesitate in dropping her stuff and running to their leader, practically leaving a trail of dust behind them.
The boy they called "Dally" turned to her. Oh god, Summer thought tensing up.
"Are you crazy?" he asked her angrily. "What the hell do you think your doin' roamin' the streets at dark?"
Summer was dumbfounded. After a moment she answered back, "It's that, well I fell asleep on the bus on my home and, and they, they ganged up on me," she felt the tears welling in her eyes.
Dally's eyes softened for a nanosecond then returned back to their usual icy cold look. Not that Summer noticed.
Dally shook his head. "Well that was real dumb of you wasn't it? What do you think would've happened if I hadn't shown up huh?"
Summer whimpered but then her brows furrowed together. "It's not my fault that those stupid, no-good boys tried to hurt me! What are you doing roamin' the streets at this time of night?"
Dally growled, causing Summer to back up. "What I do isn't any of your business, besides I can take care of myself, unlike you." He spat.
Summer bent down and picked up her belongings, straightening out her appearance. She couldn't argue with what he said, from the looks of how those boys reacted he was tough.
"Thanks, by the way." Summer said. "For helping me back there,"
Dally shook his head. "Yeah, whatever. What's your name anyways?"
"Summer Adams."
"Well Summer Adams, you might wanna try usin' your head next time, fallin' asleep on the bus won't get you nothin' but trouble."
Summer nodded. "What's your name?"
"Dallas Winston. But everyone calls me Dally. Where ya' headed Summer?"
"Just a few more blocks up ahead."
"Well, it's your lucky day kid, I'm headed in the same direction, I'll walk ya'."
Summer grinned, her heartbeat going back to normal. The thought of walking with Dally immediately gave her a sense of security. "Gee, thanks Dally!"
Dally didn't know why he stopped and helped her. Shoot, if it was any other person he might've joined in on the mugging. But he looked at her grinning up at him and he couldn't help but smirk. She reminded him of an excited puppy.
"Y'know what kid? You're alright." Dally said messing up her hair.
And together they walked to Summer's house on that cold New York evening that neither would ever forget. Not realizing that in a few months time they'd be best friends.
*End Flashback*
She smiled sadly, willing back the tears as she thought of Dally. He had protected her, been like the big brother she never had. All those times that they shared, the memories, lay in her heart. When she heard from his friend Lenny that he had been shot her world crumbled down, she thought she'd never feel happiness again, if it hadn't been for Ellen deciding to move up here when Summer turned 13 she probably would have. Summer shook the memories from her head, she was with Sodapop now, and he deserved her full attention.
Sodapop nodded. He had a feeling she grew up somewhere else. He was about to mention his friend Dally who used to live in New York when Summer interrupted him, disturbing his thoughts.
"Have you ever wished on a star?" Summer asked him suddenly.
"No, now that I think of it I never have," Soda replied.
"Why not?" Summer practically yelped.
Sodapop chuckled. "Well I guess it's because I'd rather be out there making what I want to happen come true. Not just hopin' it will on its own."
"Well that's no fun!" Summer shouted. "You have to put your faith in the stars. There's something magical about them." She said the last part in a whisper, but Soda heard her.
Sodapop grinned; she was a child at heart. Just like him.
"Can you wish on one? For me?" Summer asked in a pleading voice with a facial expression to match her earnest tone.
"Well sure doll, when you ask like that…" Soda replied teasingly.
Summer grinned happily, her eyes twinkling in the starlight.
"Okay just pick a star, any star at all. Then close your eyes and wish on it." She said excitedly.
Sodapop nodded and looked up into the sky. He chose a star and closed his eyes, and for the first time in his life wished upon a star.
He opened his eyes after a moment and laughed out loud at how Summer was just gazing at him.
"So what did you wish for?" Summer asked.
Sodapop raised an eyebrow and smiled. 'Isn't there a rule or somethin' about never tellin' your wish?"
Summer furrowed her eyebrows. "Oh, right."
Sodapop chuckled at her expression. It reminded him of when a kid was told that they couldn't have anymore ice-cream.
"I meant to tell you the other day, that your voice, it's just like my mom's. She used to sing to me and my brothers when we were little. You sound like her."
"Oh," Summer was taken aback. She was surprised that she sounded like someone so close to his heart, it was…nice.
Sodapop saw that they were almost at Summer's house. "I was kinda wonderin' if you don't mind, if you could, well, sing somethin' for me."
Summer looked up, shocked for the second time in under 5 minutes. "Of course I would. But what exactly would you want me to sing?" she noticed that Soda's cheeks were red and she had to bite back a smile.
"Anythin', I just really love your voice, "Sodapop said, looking into her eyes.
It was Summer's turn to blush. "Alright, I'm not sure if you know this song, but it's one of my favorites." Sodapop nodded, eyes dancing.
I love this place, but it's haunted, without you
My tired heart is beating so, slow
Our hearts sing less, than we wanted, we wanted
Our hearts sing cause, we do not know, we do not know
To light the night, to help us grow
To help us grow
It is not said, I always know
Summer opened her eyes and realized that while she was singing she had absentmindedly grabbed Sodapop's hand.
He was smiling, partly because of her voice and partly because she decided to hold his hand.
Summer began to pull away "I'm sorry," she started
But Sodapop only laughed, "It's fine. I like it, you sounded beautiful by the way." he replied flashing a grin in her direction.
Summer smiled, reassured. Heart thudding, she intertwined their fingers. She looked up at him, her brown eyes searching his face.
Soda merely smiled and continued to walk with her hand in hand. It was then that he realized that this relationship would be different from all the others he had. He would definitely have to take it slow, for Summer's sake. Not that he was disrespectful to most of his girlfriends but they just weren't as shy as Summer.
Not that he minded. It was actually pretty cute. But he had to make sure not to rush things, didn't want her runnin' off or anything.
As the two reached Summer's house, she grew more and more nervous. She was contemplating whether or not she should kiss him, thank him, shake his hand?
No. Definitely not shake his hand.
Soda could feel how nervous Summer was. He glanced at her and smiled to himself. Her eyes were darting left and right and she seemed to be concentrating very hard.
What's she so nervous about? Soda wondered.
As they stepped onto the porch, Summer let go of Soda's hand and turned to face him. "Thank you, for everything. I had such a great time tonight."
Sodapop smiled at her and nodded. "No problem doll, so did I. Thanks for the song, and the wish." He winked.
Summer smiled shyly "Oh, it was nothin'."
"Well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow then?" Sodapop asked.
Summer nodded and gave a small smile. Her heart hammered as Sodapop touched her cheek softly and smiled before turning and making his way down the street.
No! I can't just let him walk away!
Before Summer realized what she was doing she was running down the street.
"Sodapop! Wait, wait!"
Soda turned around "What's wrong Summer?"
"I- I forgot something."
Sodapop looked confused. "What do ya mean you-"
Summer interrupted him midsentence, throwing her arms around his neck and kissing him.
Sodapop was so surprised he stood there in shock for a moment. Then he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her back in such a way that she felt her knees turn to jelly.
Sodapop pulled her closer to him running one hand along her back and keeping the other firmly at her waist.
Summer began to run her fingers through his hair as their kiss deepened.
And there they stood, in the middle of the empty street, the moonlight shining down upon them. Only aware of one another as everything else ceased to exist.
Ellen smiled from the window. "That's my girl." She said proudly before turning around and heading upstairs.
I hope you guys liked it, what do you think about the twist with Dally? Let me know! Please review! Thanks to TheGreasergirl for reviewing!
