Chapter 4: Shocker
Disclaimer: I do not own the Outsiders! Only Winnie, SilentStorm1999 owns Caly :) hope you enjoy the chapter!
10 minutes. I looked down at my paper, last question. I was stalling, but that was my speciality. I mean I'm real smart and could finish first, but what kinda Greaser finishes first on a History Final? Other then Pony...
8 minutes. Only person other then me still taking the test is Jack Newlander. The only middle class student, and a nerd. He was always the one to finish last, cause he did extra credit and looked over his answers about a million times. He was smart, probably smarter then Ponyboy, and that's why he was teased so much. Well that and he never fit in with a group.
He wasn't anywhere near Greaser material, but his parents didn't have enough money for him to fit in with the soc's. He was just in the middle. He was nice, and we may have gotton along if he wasn't always talking about school. I knew Caly and Johnny talked to him once in a while, but he ain't no greaser.
That's the thing. Greasers only talk to greasers and Socs only talk to Socs. We only talk to our kind cause we dig the same things, we dress the same, talk the same, and all of us live in the same situations, with slight a variaty. It's a sad thing for the few middle class kids. They don't belong anywhere. But hey who ever said society is understanding? We are all like kittys. Society doesn't pet the kitty, society stabbs the kitty. Greasers just happen to get stabbed the most. Literally.
5 minutes. I wrote in my answer and turned in my test. I quietly packed up. The guys are not patient, especially on Fridays.
3 minutes. As soon as the bell ran I would be ready to go.
2 minutes. 119, 118,117, 116 I counted down the seconds.
"Miss. WInston, come here please." I growled quietly as the bell rang.
"Yes." I said through clenched teeth.
"Why did you put Winnie under your name?"
"It is my name." I was losing what little patience I had.
"On my roster it says Margret." Did I ever mention how much I dislike this teacher?
Jack, thankfully, was the only one who heard. But he, the nicest boy in my class, laughed.
"You itchin to get your head kicked in?" I glared at him, then turned back to my teacher, " Sorry, I'll right Margret next time, can I go now?" He nodded, and I ran out of the classroom.
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"What took you so long?" Steve said when I finally reached them on the other side of the parking lot.
"Nothin', just my lousy teacher." I mumbled.
"Hey anyone want to go to a movie?" Pony asked, changing the subject.
"Why not?" I was supposed to ask Dal first, but as he was right behind me I decided to annoy him.
"I'll come to, Johnnycake?" Dallas looked at Johnny.
"Sure if everyone else going."Johnny looked at Steve.
"No can do, Soda and I are takin' the girls to the game." Steve told Johnny.
"I have some homework I wanna get outa the way, see you around..?" I looked at Pony for an answer.
"Meet at my house, umm around six." He shrugged, then turned back to Caly.
I'm no girly girl, but when I see those two I get giddy (at least I think that's the word). They are perfect for each other. Pony can be real patient and with Caly's 'problem' that's a real good trait. He's kinda like her Prince Charming, minus the horse, the whole prince thing, and the cash. But If I didn't think about all that stuff, (why would he have a horse anyway?) he was ' ' for Caly Cade.
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"Hey Caly, you get any homework done?" I felt only a little guilty that I hadn't stayed and helped her with her english homework.
"Ya, Pony helped me." She smiled a little, but only I caught it.
"Good, Pony what movie we seein'?" Johnny asked.
"I don't know, it might be an Elvis movie..." Pony lit a weed.
"Elvis? ELVIS? I agreed to go to an Elvis movie." If it ain't clear, I don't like Elvis.
"Winnie, they never show two Elvis movies, you can ignor it if it's first, and if it's second I'll walk ya home." Dallas was being a good big brother for once. That was one reason, the other being that he don't like Elvis any more then me, he just ain't gonna show it.
"Thanks Dal!" I did a cheesy grin. Caly got my joke, Dal ignored it, and everyone else just gave me the normal wierd looks.
"We're early." Pony said, Captian Obvious strikes again.
"What you wanna do?" Johnny asked Dallas.
"Nothin' legal man." Caly and I said for Dal, he can be a bit predictable sometimes...just a bit.
"Let's go see Sodapop and Steve?" I suggested.
"I thought they was takin' thier girls to the game." Johnny was talkin; a lot more then usual tonight.
"They are, but the don't get off work till around 6:30." I told him.
"Then let's go see the SS." Dal headed off in the direction of the DX.
"What?" I asked as soon as I caught up with him.
"The SS, you know Soda and Steve?" Dal rolled his eyes, as if I was the stupid one.
"Hey that's a good joke man." Johnny clapped Dal on the back.
"No it wasn't." Caly and I said together.
"Ya it was, you guys are just to young to understand." Johnny, ever the wise.
"I'm three months older then you Johnny Cade." I pointed a finger at him, "And if it wern't for Caly bein' younger then you, you wouldn;t even know the definition of responsibilty!"
"Ya I would, I got a dictionary." He replied.
"Since when do you get smart?" I asked, just a little bit annoyed. Note the sarcasm.
"Umm, since you started bein' a-" He started but Dallas cut him off.
"Call my sister that again and I'll beat your head in!"
"Hey,man, chill." Johnny the daredevil.
"You understand me." Dal raised his voice.
"Ya, I dig." Johnny was a bit more careful this time.
After that we kinda fell into an awkward silence. Dal had never talked to Johnny like that, and over me? That was just wierd. Pony and Cally were behind me a Dal, with Johnny in the far back. " What'd you do that?" I asked Dal, when I knew Pony, Johnny, and Caly wern't in earshot.
"He was gonna call you-"
"Ya I know. But why'd you defend me and all?" I asked.
"You're my kid sister, it's my job." He punched me in the shoulder jokingly.
"But I'm a Winston..." I gave him a questioning look.
"That ya are kid, that ya are." Was all he said before we got to the drive in. I just stared at him. Why did he have to be my brother? One minute he's all mean, and annoying and the next he's one of the best big brothers in the world. It's confusing and I hate it, but when I think about it, I wouldn't want him to be any other way. Though less jail time would definatly make me happy...
A/N: Sorry it took so long to update! Hope you like, please review...yada yada yada. :)
