Disclaimer: I own no one except Rebecca, Elizabeth, and Cassie.
A/N: Everyone likes it but Kristen... ah well, Kristen's always been odd, so I won't count her...
Dedication: To my wonderful friends who dare to push me, and are there when I need them. You guys are the greatest! And to all my wonderful reveiwers. Without you I wouldn't be writing at all.
Title: The Summer of 1967
Author: PurpleSailorSaturn7
Chapter 3: Rebecca's Late-Night Encounter
"Yes. Thank you. You saved my life."
"Uh-huh." I muttered. Where was Elizabeth? Or Rebecca?
"That was really nice of you, you know. No one else would have done that for me."
"No problem." I brushed her off. Man my head hurt...
"Are you sure you're okay?" I could tell, even through the pain, that she was truely worried.
"Fine." Hey, she was kinda cute... No, really cute...
"I'm glad." She paused a moment, looking away. I knew she was blushing, but she happened to be too into the shadows for me to actually see her clearly.
"Do you think you can get home by yourself?" She asked distantly.
"Me? Yes. But are you ok?"
"A little shaken, yes, but I'm alright." There was another unsteady pause, and then she said, "I guess I'll see you around. Thanks again. Peace."
I watched her leave, then went back to my other problem. Where were those girls?
"Two-bit?" I heard Elizabeth's voice call down the hall.
"Elizabeth? Where are you?" I called back, looking around. She was no where in sight.
"I'm over here." I followed her voice, and found her sitting against the wall in the main hallway.
"Where's Rebecca?" I asked.
"I don't know." Her voice was colder than normal, which was quite unusual for her.
"Should we wait for her?" I didn't want to pressure her any further, as the fact I didn't know what she'd do. I'd never seen her mad before.
"I'm not. She'll come back when she wants to." She stalked off, her skirt billowing slightly in the breeze.
I had no choice but to follow her. "What's with you?" I asked finally, confused.
"Nothing." She replied, but I could tell she was lying. She always got this weird glassy look when she was lying.
"Are you sure?"
She didn't answer, and ignored me completely. When we got back to the Curtis', she was still ignoring me.
"Hey Two-bit, hey Elizabeth." Pony greeted quietly as we came through the door.
"Hello Pony." Elizabeth growled, going to her domain, which in this case was the kitchen. I could hear her slamming pots and doors as she went about cooking whatever it was she was up to. I was a bit too afraid of her to bother asking.
"What happened to you?" Pony asked, looking me over.
"Got in a fight with some greasy hoods." I replied, turning on the tv. "Has Rebecca been here?"
"Not since this morning. Wasn't she with you?"
"Was. Isn't now." I replied, finding what I was looking for. Gotta love Mickey Mouse.
"Maybe she's at work?" Pony suggested. I shrugged. It was Steve's job to baby-sit her, not mine. She was his girlfriend, after all.
Pony jumped as a particularly large crash sounded from the kitchen, followed by Elizabeth cursing. Something was really bugging her...
"Is something wrong with her?" Pony asked in an awed sort of voice. Apparently he hadn't seen her like this either.
"I have no idea. She won't talk to me."
He was silent, and then went off to talk to Elizabeth. I was too busy watching Mickey to hear her exact words, but I know they weren't very nice. And then I heard the sound of a pot hitting the wall. Pony came back a few seconds later, a bit shocked. Seems he had a worse encounter with her than I had. That made me wonder exactly how she would act towards Soda. And I didn't have long to wonder, because Soda and Steve would be home soon. Darry had worked late, which was probably a good thing, because he hates Elizabeth, and would hate her even more now that she was practically tearing the kitchen apart. Which started me on a whole new chain of thought entirely. Did Darry know about Soda and Elizabeth's engagement? Probably not. And I didn't want to be around when he found out.
But I guess that's why we have Rebecca, for comedy releif (along with myself) and to mediate the peace around here. Wild as she is, no one can fight for very long around Rebecca. She wouldn't have it.
"Has the mail come yet?" The door slammed as Soda and Steve entered, but I didn't bother looking up. Mickey was sailing a steamboat! That doesn't happen every day... As for the mail, I didn't know what he was looking for exactly, but I guess he did it out of habit. But if I was anyone besides myself (I was too interested in the tv to bother), I would warn him against getting his chocolate milk today. The mad rabied creature formally known as Elizabeth was running wild, and I think she might have a heart-attack if anyone else entered her sanctum. Unfortunatly for Sodapop, no one did.
"I am fine!!!" I heard Elizabeth yell, before running outside and slamming the door. Soda came back and gave me and Pony a quizzical look.
"What did I do?" He asked, in a small, hurt tone. I knew what he was thinking, and I felt sorry for him. Elizabeth was the only girl he'd ever cared for more than Sandy, and it wasn't like her to act like this. After Sandy left, he hadn't been quite the same. But then a small accident (literally) happened (I had nothing to do with it, I swear), and the next thing we knew, Elizabeth had moved in.
"Do you want me to talk to her?" Steve asked quietly.
"I will." I cut Soda off, sighing. So much for Mickey. I'd just have to wait until tomorrow. I went outside, and found Elizabeth sitting on the steps, tears running down her face.
"I'm not okay." She said in an undertone, more to herself than me.
"What's a matter, Elizabeth?" I asked softly, sitting next to her. I thought she wouldn't answer me, but she surprised me once again.
"They took it." She said finally. I was beginning to wonder if she'd lost her mind.
"What? Who?"
"Those idiots earlier... they took it..." She started sobbing again, leaving me to ponder what she was talking about. She really was nutters... After all, what did she have that could be of any interest to those punks (besides herself... If I was them, I'd want her. Forget her stuff.).
"What?" I felt as if I was repeating myself over and over. It's not a feeling I particularly like.
Elizabeth's eyes locked with mine and I knew what it was. Those punks had taken the one posession in the world she favored the most; her ring.
"It'll be okay." I said consolingly to her. "Why don't you go talk to Soda? He's worried about you, Elizabeth. He's not used to you so uptight."
She smiled sadly and nodded. "I think I will. Thanks, Two-bit. You're the greatest."
"Can I have that in writing?" I teased. She grinned, and I followed her inside. Mickey wasn't off quite yet...
Elizabeth went and sat next to Soda, snuggling against him. He kissed her on the forehead, running his fingers through her blonde curls. I really, really envied him...
After a while I left, soon after Elizabeth had fallen asleep against Soda. That poor girl overworked herself too much with her studies and cheerleading. It was a wonder she was so skinny.
I went to the nearest bar where Rebecca happened to work as a bartender. I talked to the girl who had taken her place, and she said Rebecca hadn't showed up all night. So I shot a few rounds of pool, and ended up leaving around three in the morning. I was about to my own house when I felt that I was being watched. I turned around, and found nothing. The feeling kept coming back, and each time I turned and looked. I finally found out what it was.
"Damn Socs..." I heard a firmiliar growl.
"Rebecca?" I asked into the darkness.
"Yeah?" I didn't see her until she was pretty much two centimeters away.
"Where were you?"
"I got jumped by some stupid Socs."
"You could have come back afterwards, you know. It doesn't take seven hours to fight Socs."
"You try being knocked out and see if you can control how fast time moves." Rebecca wasn't in a good mood. But if I was in her place, I wouldn't be either.
"Why'd they jump you?"
"'Cause they're idiots." Rebecca replied matter-of-factly. I shook my head and continued walking. It was no use trying to get any useful information out of her.
"Do you want to stay over tonight?" I asked. She could use my bed if she wanted. I didn't mind the couch, and my mother wouldn't care.
"Yeah, that would be good." Rebecca replied after a minute. She sounded faint.
We got to a streetlight, and I looked back at her to say something. But the words stuck in my mouth. She was bleeding, a deep gash in her arm. She swayed a bit, then passed out.
A/N: It's quite obvious Two-bit has something for Elizabeth, isn't it? Cassie will be around more in the next chapter... Oh, I'm going for a total of 10 reveiws (or more) before I put up 4. (4 more reveiws, people!)
zevie: Actually, Two-bit did calm down a tiny bit after Johnny and Dally died, and the prolouge, where he did seem a bit more mature, is a bit of foreshadow to the end. He does learn something later that changes him completely. I take the comment about S.E. Hinton very personally. I thought I'd do a really bad job at that, but I guess I was on the right track the whole time. Thank you so much!!! As for my characters, they all change a bit by the end, too.
mellisa: I'm so glad you like it! Thank you for your reveiw!
Narcissa543: Does this answer your request? BFF's forever! (The insane fizzy soft-drink)
A/N: Everyone likes it but Kristen... ah well, Kristen's always been odd, so I won't count her...
Dedication: To my wonderful friends who dare to push me, and are there when I need them. You guys are the greatest! And to all my wonderful reveiwers. Without you I wouldn't be writing at all.
Title: The Summer of 1967
Author: PurpleSailorSaturn7
Chapter 3: Rebecca's Late-Night Encounter
"Yes. Thank you. You saved my life."
"Uh-huh." I muttered. Where was Elizabeth? Or Rebecca?
"That was really nice of you, you know. No one else would have done that for me."
"No problem." I brushed her off. Man my head hurt...
"Are you sure you're okay?" I could tell, even through the pain, that she was truely worried.
"Fine." Hey, she was kinda cute... No, really cute...
"I'm glad." She paused a moment, looking away. I knew she was blushing, but she happened to be too into the shadows for me to actually see her clearly.
"Do you think you can get home by yourself?" She asked distantly.
"Me? Yes. But are you ok?"
"A little shaken, yes, but I'm alright." There was another unsteady pause, and then she said, "I guess I'll see you around. Thanks again. Peace."
I watched her leave, then went back to my other problem. Where were those girls?
"Two-bit?" I heard Elizabeth's voice call down the hall.
"Elizabeth? Where are you?" I called back, looking around. She was no where in sight.
"I'm over here." I followed her voice, and found her sitting against the wall in the main hallway.
"Where's Rebecca?" I asked.
"I don't know." Her voice was colder than normal, which was quite unusual for her.
"Should we wait for her?" I didn't want to pressure her any further, as the fact I didn't know what she'd do. I'd never seen her mad before.
"I'm not. She'll come back when she wants to." She stalked off, her skirt billowing slightly in the breeze.
I had no choice but to follow her. "What's with you?" I asked finally, confused.
"Nothing." She replied, but I could tell she was lying. She always got this weird glassy look when she was lying.
"Are you sure?"
She didn't answer, and ignored me completely. When we got back to the Curtis', she was still ignoring me.
"Hey Two-bit, hey Elizabeth." Pony greeted quietly as we came through the door.
"Hello Pony." Elizabeth growled, going to her domain, which in this case was the kitchen. I could hear her slamming pots and doors as she went about cooking whatever it was she was up to. I was a bit too afraid of her to bother asking.
"What happened to you?" Pony asked, looking me over.
"Got in a fight with some greasy hoods." I replied, turning on the tv. "Has Rebecca been here?"
"Not since this morning. Wasn't she with you?"
"Was. Isn't now." I replied, finding what I was looking for. Gotta love Mickey Mouse.
"Maybe she's at work?" Pony suggested. I shrugged. It was Steve's job to baby-sit her, not mine. She was his girlfriend, after all.
Pony jumped as a particularly large crash sounded from the kitchen, followed by Elizabeth cursing. Something was really bugging her...
"Is something wrong with her?" Pony asked in an awed sort of voice. Apparently he hadn't seen her like this either.
"I have no idea. She won't talk to me."
He was silent, and then went off to talk to Elizabeth. I was too busy watching Mickey to hear her exact words, but I know they weren't very nice. And then I heard the sound of a pot hitting the wall. Pony came back a few seconds later, a bit shocked. Seems he had a worse encounter with her than I had. That made me wonder exactly how she would act towards Soda. And I didn't have long to wonder, because Soda and Steve would be home soon. Darry had worked late, which was probably a good thing, because he hates Elizabeth, and would hate her even more now that she was practically tearing the kitchen apart. Which started me on a whole new chain of thought entirely. Did Darry know about Soda and Elizabeth's engagement? Probably not. And I didn't want to be around when he found out.
But I guess that's why we have Rebecca, for comedy releif (along with myself) and to mediate the peace around here. Wild as she is, no one can fight for very long around Rebecca. She wouldn't have it.
"Has the mail come yet?" The door slammed as Soda and Steve entered, but I didn't bother looking up. Mickey was sailing a steamboat! That doesn't happen every day... As for the mail, I didn't know what he was looking for exactly, but I guess he did it out of habit. But if I was anyone besides myself (I was too interested in the tv to bother), I would warn him against getting his chocolate milk today. The mad rabied creature formally known as Elizabeth was running wild, and I think she might have a heart-attack if anyone else entered her sanctum. Unfortunatly for Sodapop, no one did.
"I am fine!!!" I heard Elizabeth yell, before running outside and slamming the door. Soda came back and gave me and Pony a quizzical look.
"What did I do?" He asked, in a small, hurt tone. I knew what he was thinking, and I felt sorry for him. Elizabeth was the only girl he'd ever cared for more than Sandy, and it wasn't like her to act like this. After Sandy left, he hadn't been quite the same. But then a small accident (literally) happened (I had nothing to do with it, I swear), and the next thing we knew, Elizabeth had moved in.
"Do you want me to talk to her?" Steve asked quietly.
"I will." I cut Soda off, sighing. So much for Mickey. I'd just have to wait until tomorrow. I went outside, and found Elizabeth sitting on the steps, tears running down her face.
"I'm not okay." She said in an undertone, more to herself than me.
"What's a matter, Elizabeth?" I asked softly, sitting next to her. I thought she wouldn't answer me, but she surprised me once again.
"They took it." She said finally. I was beginning to wonder if she'd lost her mind.
"What? Who?"
"Those idiots earlier... they took it..." She started sobbing again, leaving me to ponder what she was talking about. She really was nutters... After all, what did she have that could be of any interest to those punks (besides herself... If I was them, I'd want her. Forget her stuff.).
"What?" I felt as if I was repeating myself over and over. It's not a feeling I particularly like.
Elizabeth's eyes locked with mine and I knew what it was. Those punks had taken the one posession in the world she favored the most; her ring.
"It'll be okay." I said consolingly to her. "Why don't you go talk to Soda? He's worried about you, Elizabeth. He's not used to you so uptight."
She smiled sadly and nodded. "I think I will. Thanks, Two-bit. You're the greatest."
"Can I have that in writing?" I teased. She grinned, and I followed her inside. Mickey wasn't off quite yet...
Elizabeth went and sat next to Soda, snuggling against him. He kissed her on the forehead, running his fingers through her blonde curls. I really, really envied him...
After a while I left, soon after Elizabeth had fallen asleep against Soda. That poor girl overworked herself too much with her studies and cheerleading. It was a wonder she was so skinny.
I went to the nearest bar where Rebecca happened to work as a bartender. I talked to the girl who had taken her place, and she said Rebecca hadn't showed up all night. So I shot a few rounds of pool, and ended up leaving around three in the morning. I was about to my own house when I felt that I was being watched. I turned around, and found nothing. The feeling kept coming back, and each time I turned and looked. I finally found out what it was.
"Damn Socs..." I heard a firmiliar growl.
"Rebecca?" I asked into the darkness.
"Yeah?" I didn't see her until she was pretty much two centimeters away.
"Where were you?"
"I got jumped by some stupid Socs."
"You could have come back afterwards, you know. It doesn't take seven hours to fight Socs."
"You try being knocked out and see if you can control how fast time moves." Rebecca wasn't in a good mood. But if I was in her place, I wouldn't be either.
"Why'd they jump you?"
"'Cause they're idiots." Rebecca replied matter-of-factly. I shook my head and continued walking. It was no use trying to get any useful information out of her.
"Do you want to stay over tonight?" I asked. She could use my bed if she wanted. I didn't mind the couch, and my mother wouldn't care.
"Yeah, that would be good." Rebecca replied after a minute. She sounded faint.
We got to a streetlight, and I looked back at her to say something. But the words stuck in my mouth. She was bleeding, a deep gash in her arm. She swayed a bit, then passed out.
A/N: It's quite obvious Two-bit has something for Elizabeth, isn't it? Cassie will be around more in the next chapter... Oh, I'm going for a total of 10 reveiws (or more) before I put up 4. (4 more reveiws, people!)
zevie: Actually, Two-bit did calm down a tiny bit after Johnny and Dally died, and the prolouge, where he did seem a bit more mature, is a bit of foreshadow to the end. He does learn something later that changes him completely. I take the comment about S.E. Hinton very personally. I thought I'd do a really bad job at that, but I guess I was on the right track the whole time. Thank you so much!!! As for my characters, they all change a bit by the end, too.
mellisa: I'm so glad you like it! Thank you for your reveiw!
Narcissa543: Does this answer your request? BFF's forever! (The insane fizzy soft-drink)