1My Best Friend

So sorry that this has taken so long to get on here, but I had it all typed and everything, but then my older brother X'd it out before I saved it. :'( I was destroyed. So, I have finally written it once again. I know it won't be as good as the first time I wrote it, since it came all out of my head (I didn't write it down anywhere else), so please bare with me here.

Disclaimer: see all other disclaimers, duh.

Two-Bit and I made our way to the Double. We walked so slowly, we must have looked as if we waiting for trouble to come our way. We weren't in a rush to get the Double. It isn't as if they were gunna show anything we hadn't seen a thousand times before. That was the problem with all those films. Different movie, same story. It was all about the happy life, a life that no one I knew would ever experience, let alone myself. It was all a bunch of bull shit acting. It had no real feeling. It was all fake.

Two-Bit held a bottle of whiskey. It was already half empty. I wasn't much of a drinker at all. I couldn't be. Who would make sure Two-Bit didn't pass out on the street or on someone's yard? Plus, if I got drunk, who knows what I would do? I wasn't planning on ever finding out. That's why three swigs was my limit.

"Hey Rosey?" Two-Bit said.

"Yeah, Two-Bit?"

"What are you gunna do when you get out?"

"Huh?" I didn't quite understand what he meant.

"Well, I was thinkin about how you wanna get out of high school so badly. I mean, what's the rush to get out? What's gunna be waiting for you when you get out?"

You. That's what I wanted to tell him. I want to spend my life with you.

"Well, I don't know. College is out of the question. Maybe I can move somewhere nice. Where nobody hates me because I'm a Greaser. Shoot, maybe somewhere where the people don't even know what Greasers or Socs are. Maybe I'll be married, have a few kids."

"But what if that doesn't work out for you?" Two-Bit asked. "Hell, what am I sayin? You're gunna get everything you want, Rose Mary."

I took the whiskey and took my second swig.

He continued, "I have nothing waiting for me. What the Hell am I gunna do when I get out of highschool? I won't have a job. No one in there right mind would hire a slacker like me. When I graduate, it'll be like summer break. No school, just hanging around all the time with you and the guys... But then when school starts again, most the guys won't be around anymore. Ponyboy and Johnny will be back in there. Sodapop and Steve will be working. Dally will be... where ever he usually is. Darry will be working too, of course. And what's that leave me with? Nothing. I'll be walking around town, looking to steal stuff and get into fights. So what's the big rush to get out of there when you don't got nothing to do with your life after that?"

"Is that why you did junior year three times?" I asked. I now understood why Two-Bit didn't seem all too happy about graduating next year.

"Yeah. You could say that."

"You know, Two-Bit, you were wrong," I told him.

"Bout what?"

"That you won't have anything after high school. You'll have me."

Two-Bit laughed and staggered a little. He put his arm around my shoulder for the second time today.

"Well, I guess you're right," He passed the bottle of whiskey to me.

I took my third and final swig of the night. Two-Bit still had quite a bit to finish off.

I had to help Two-Bit get through the hole in the fence. He was laughing up a storm, laughing so hard that he could barely walk on his own. As I helped him stand up, he dropped the now empty whiskey bottle, which smashed on the concrete. Two-Bit just stared at it for a while, and then proceeded to laugh as if it was the funniest thing in the world.

Two-Bit stooped by a car and said, "Hey baby, wanna see what's hangin?" he grabbed his... privates and laughed.

"C'mon, lets find the guys," I said, trying to get him to keep moving.

He leaned on me for support, as I tried to find to Pony, Johnny and Dally.

As we passed a girl leaning in the window of a car, chatting with her friends, Two-Bit lifted her skirt.

She turned around and slapped him, saying, "Get off me, you filthy greaser!"

"Two-Bit!" I yelled as I pulled him away. He just cracked up.

Finally, I spotted Johnny and Ponyboy, sitting with two girls. Two-Bit saw them too, because as soon as we got close, he grabbed Johnny and yelled something, trying to scare them. The girl next to him started to laugh little.

That was all Two-Bit needed.

"Where's Dal?" I asked.

"Yeah, where is Dally?" a voice behind us said.

We all turned around to see Tim Shepard.

"He left, Tim," Pony told him.

"Hey, I know he slashed my tires," Tim said.

"Look, he already left Tim. Have any of you seen Dally?" Ponyboy winked for us to go along with it.

"No," we all said.

"Yeah, well I'll be lookin for him."

With that, Tim left.

"Dally got a blade?" Two-Bit asked. That seemed to sober him up a bit.

"I don't think so," Johnny said.

"Good deal. Tim'll fight fair long as he don't."

I now recognized the two girls. They were Socs that we went to school with. Cherry Valance and her girlfriend Marsha. They were high class Socs that couldn't give a damn about any Greaser.

"Ponyboy, come get some soda and popcorn with me?" Cherry asked.

"Anybody else want some?" Pony asked as he got up.

"I do," said Marsha.

"Yeah," Two-Bit said. "And get Mary and Johnny some too. I'm buying."

"Here, I'll go with you," Johnny said.

While Johnny, Ponyboy and Cherry went off the get the refreshments, I was stuck sittin there next to Two-Bit, while he sweet-talked Marsha.

I crossed my arms over my chest and pretended to be focused on the screen where the men surfed the ocean.

He was talking to her all slyly, rubbing her shoulder. She giggled a lot and answered sweetly.

I tightened my jaw. I was angry. She wasn't even blonde! And she was a SOCS, for God's sake!

Truth was, I was real jealous of Marsha. Why couldn't that be me? Why couldn't I be the owner of the shoulder he was rubbing? Why couldn't it by my ear that was tickled by his warm breath as he whispered in my ear?

I was starting to get a little emotional, I guess, because when Johnny and the others came back to their seats, Johnny asked, "Rose Mary, are you crying?"

"No, no. Something blew in my eye. Listen, I... I gotta split," I said

"Why?" Two-Bit asked, finally pulling his attention away from Marsha.

"I just don't wanna be here no more is all."

I got out of there quickly.

When I got home, I found my parents sitting on the couch in front of the television.

"Movie's over already?" my dad asked.

"Yeah, you could say that."

I kept walking to my bedroom.

"Good night, hun..." My mom said, a bit worriedly.

I went straight to my tiny room and slipped out of my clothes and into a big t-shirt, one of my dad's old ones. It was red, and it had a moth hole on the right shoulder.

I got into my twin sized bed and buried myself under the quilt my mother made when I was a kid. After a while, I fell into a slumber.