Amy P.O.V
When I eventually fell asleep, all I could dream about was Ponyboy's hotness, Ponyboy kissing me on the cheek, and Ponyboy, and I'm not complaining. I let out a big yawn, and stretch a little and get up. I walk over to my closet. Today, I think I'll go with a blue T-Shirt with red shorts. Summers can get hot in Tulsa, so you have to dress for the heat, or else you'll melt. I change into my clothes and walk over to my mirror. I grab my brush and start running it through my hair, which is a tangled mess. I get every tangle out, before I pull it up into a tight ponytail. I check myself one more time in the mirror before walking into the living room. I spot Johnny on the couch.
"Good morning Johnny!" I say cheerfully.
"Good morning," he says back quietly.
"What's wrong?"
"Ame, you're gonna kill me..." he mumbles.
"Oh Johnny,I ain't gonna kill ya! Come on, let's eat!" I try
"Okay, but if I get hurt in any way, I'll get you back," Johnny says, smiling. What could this boy have in mind?! We both walk into the kitchen and we eat a bowl of cereal. As we eat, we talk.
"Johnny, how come no one calls me Ames, except Ponyboy. I mean everyone calls you Johnnycake, Keith, Two-Bit, and Dallas, Dally, but why not me Ames?"
"Because it's Pony's thing," I can tell he wasn't supposed to say that cause his eyes got really big, and he put his hand over his mouth. "YOU NEVER HEARD THAT!" Johnny yelped out. I doubled over laughing, his face was sooo precious!
"Don't tell anyone you heard that!" Johnny warned
"Okay, okay," I reassure. I went to eat another spoonful of cereal, but my spoon was empty. I guess I must have eaten it all while talking. I put our bowls in the sink, and realize Johnny is gone. I shrug to myself and write a note to Dally.
Dally,
I'm going to the Curtis' with Johnny, and when you decide to show, PLEASE DO NOT embarrass me, PLEASE.
Your Sis,
Amy
Just then Johnny comes strolling in. "Johnny, where were you?"
"The bathroom," he replies
"Oh," There was a short silence.
"You ready?" Johnny breaks the silence.
"Yea, let's go!" I put on some flip-flops and Johnny, his sneakers. As we step out into the bright sunlight I had two things on my mind. Ponyboy Curtis and a ride. I HATE walking, and since I'm 14, I'm not old enough to drive.
"Johnny, you got a cancer stick?" I ask. He pulls one out, and hands it to me. "Do you have a lighter?" I ask. He hands me his lighter and I light my stick up. I know it's bad for me, but it helps me relax, and right now, I'm the opposite of relaxed. I mean, your crush kissed you on the cheek yesterday, and your going to his house, would you be relaxed? I thought so. Our destination comes into sight, I stomp out the smoke, and walk faster. I make it into the door, knock twice then barge in... WTF!
A/N: Sorry this is short, but I'm uploading a chapter REALLY soon.