When I couldn't stall anymore, I walked back into the living room to se if Curly was still waiting for me to return. He was. Crud. I was happy that he didn't leave, but there was a small, VERY small part of me that wanted him to go.

"Curly?" I saw him jump a little and he turned around to face me. "I thought you left."

His eyes sorta changed, like they seemed sad when I said that.

"Oh…you want me to leave?" he looked so disappointed.

"NO! Of course I don't want ya to leave, I just thought you did…"I sat on the back of the couch and fiddled with my thumbs. I've never had a hard time talkin' to guys before because I grew up with so many, but this was different. "Sooo what happens now?"

He looked at me indifferently.

"Whatever happens happens. Plain and simple. You already know how I feel, and I think I have a pretty good idea about how you feel too, but I'm not sure if ya do." I looked into his loving eyes, and quickly looked away. I don't even know how I feel, so I'm not surprised that he doesn't know. "Tell ya what." He sat up and pulled me down on top of his lap. "How about if I take ya to…uh…"

"The Dingo?" If he was gonna take me out, I would still like to have a little fun! He smiled at me and kept going.

"Ok. How about if I take you to the Dingo" He sorta snickered. "On Friday and by the end of the night, we'll see if you made up your mind or not. How does that sound?" He smiled that gorgeous smile of his and wrapped his arms around me. It felt nice to be so close to Curly. I could give him a chance…

"Sure!" I wrapped my arms around his neck and pecked his cheek gently. The look on his face was PURE gold. His eyes were wide and his jaw was slightly opened. His cheeks were as pink as roses and his heart was beating fast. "Hey, are you alive?" I laughed a little and he shook his head quickly and snapped out of his trance.

"Yeah, I'm fine…now." I started to laugh at his line. His arms held onto my waist tighter and I put my head on his shoulder.

"U'know, if my brothers, or ANYONE for that matter, would walk in on us right now…"

"I'd be a dead duck. I know." We both started to laugh and he eased up on the death grip he had on my waist. Me and Curly stayed that way for a while. We were watching a I Love Lucy marathon, and we only untangled ourselves from each others arms when I needed to check on Pony.

"What time is it?" It was dark outside and Darry and Soda still wasn't home.

"It's only eight." Really? We have been sitting on this couch for five hours…watching I Love Lucy reruns. Steve probably talked Soda into taking some girls out after work so that would explain why he was late. And Darry was most likely grocery shopping.

"What time do you have to be home?" I knew he didn't have a curfew, but I wanted him to get home safe.

"Anytime. Tim let me drive his car over here so I don't have to walk." That was good. I didn't want him to be jumped by the Socs on his way home.

"Oh okay." I smiled at him and put my head back onto his shoulder. He chuckled and kissed my cheek.

"You're so cute. Worrin' about a greaser like me!" I smiled and sat up again.

"A greaser like you? Excuse me, but I thought I was a greaser too!" He cocked an eyebrow and smirked.

"You are not a greaser. You may have grown up on the greaser side of town but the girls 'round here, you don't act like that at all! Wearin' three pounds of makeup…sleepin' with anyone they find…" He went on and on. Mostly to himself, but I could hear him.

"Sorta reminds me of your sister." I didn't mean anything by it, and he knew I didn't either. It just reminded me of her because she did do all those things!

"Yeah, Angel can be a handful." I laughed loudly this time.

"You sound like a GRANPA!" He laughed loudly too. Before we simmered down, we heard Darry's truck door slam shut. We quickly untangled ourselves and sat on opposite sides of the couch. Curly kept his feet up so that it didn't look too suspicious. Darry walked in with four paper bags. All filled to the brim with food. I got up to take a bag and brought it to the kitchen.

"Hey Darry!" I smiled at my oldest brother. "How was work?"

"Hey Curly."

"Sup."

Darry made his way into the kitchen with the rest of the bags. "Eh. I had better. What did you do all day?" We started to put up the groceries and talked about our days. Of course I didn't tell him about my ENTIRE day, just little points. Pony's lookin' better, Curly came over, and been watchin' TV. Once we finished, Darry stretched and yawned.

"Well I'm getting in the shower and goin' to bed. Too tired to stay up tonight." I said "fine" and called him a loser for hitting the sack so early but he went anyway. I walked back into the living room and smiled at Curly.

"Party's over." He laughed and stood up. I walked over to him and hugged him tightly.

"Yup." I was talking into his shoulder so I could smell that wonderful scent of his. I walked him out onto the porch and closed the door quietly.

"So what time you want me to pick you up tomorrow?" He held me close to him again.

"I don't know…around seven?" I snuggled up to him and sighed. I couldn't wait until our date! I feel so good being so close to him.

"Okay." He pulled me back gently, and kissed my lips tenderly. "See you then." He let go and walked down the path towards his car. I was flying. I couldn't remember the last time I felt so good! Nothing could bring me down to earth. He honked his horn as he drove away from the curb. I sat on the stairs of the porch and enjoyed my high for a while.