Those of you who may have been having dirty thoughts about the last chapter: well that is not the case! Cherry just fell asleep ontop of him like kind of a cute thing.
I loved the last chapter the most. Now I have one question for your reviews: So far, who do you think loves Cherry the most, and who does Cherry love the most in your oppinion. As you review the chapters, your oppinion may change, so just include that in your reviews.
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Without farther adu: CHAPTER 7!
Pony's POV
A while later I woke up and looked at the clock. It had only been about fifteen minutes, and Cherry was still out cold on top of me. She'd used my chest as a pillow and fallen asleep. Awesome. I thought. My eyes hurt from the angle I was looking around, so I pushed the little lever down to bring the seat up. Cherry automatically rolled over so that her head was in my lap while sleeping. I laughed quietly and decided to let her sleep, I mean, when else would this happen? Maybe I would win her over, but why would she choose me over big muscley Dally? A/N: you might think that I confused Dally with Darry, but I still know that Darry is really buff, but Dallas is also described as having muscles, just not as many as Darry. :) I shook my head silently.
Just then all of the happy just-woke-up-with-the-girl-of-my-dreams-using-me-as-a-pillow feeling melted away. What happened earlier...when she kissed Dally...would I ever get a kiss like that? It was like they didn't even know that the rest of us were there. They were in their own world. I know I fealt like...like when you go to the aquarium and you can see the dolphins and fish, but their behind that weird glass where they cant see you and have no idea you're there, and you know the glass is there, so you feel like they're in another world, even though they're right there.
I had to get that kiss. I had to get a kiss. I had to show her...show her that I loved her. Maybe after that I would get a kiss like Dally.
For the next coupld of minutes I just looked at her face. She had a little smile pulling up at her lips as she slept. I really didn't want this moment to end, but what if someone walked in? What if Dally walked in? I would be dead.
I gently nudged Cherry's shoulder and her eyes fluttered open.
"Hi, Pony."
"Hey," I said, "so..."
She laughed sheepishly, "Sorry about falling asleep on you like that. If I gave you the wrong idea..."
"Why don't you like me?" I asked suddenly.
"I do." Cherry answered.
I rolled my eyes, "You know what I mean."
"Yeah," she said, "I know what you mean. And I do like you like that." I smiled wildly, "But I like Dally to...I have no idea what to do."
"Maybe you should...well...experiment." I suggested hesitantly. I had a crazy plan forming in my mind, and I had didn't know why I had hope for it.
"What?" She asked, not getting what I was saying.
I scooted over so that I was sitting right next to her, but our legs were in oposite directions and I was facing her, our faces about a foot apart.
I breathed out and then slowly started to lean in, "Pony, you-"
She was cut off when I kissed her. I had absolutely no experience in this so I didn't know if I was kissing her well. Cherry squirmed away, since I wasn't holding her down, that was pretty easy for her.
She shrieked out a groan, "Ponyboy Curtis, you...you!" She couldn't even finish what she was going to say before she groaned again and stormed out of the room, slamming the door.
"Damn, damn, damn, I just blew it." I whispered to myself. The fury at myself was contredicted by my giddy feeling about the kiss. That was amazing...nothing like what had happened between her and Dallas, of course, but still...it was...beautiful. Maybe the best feeling I had ever had. But now, I needed to talk to someone. Soda.
Next to the bed was a little telephone. I picked up the reciever and started to dial, "Hey, Two-Bit"
"Pony?" Two-Bit answered.
"Yeah."
"What's up? Anything exiting happening over there?"
"Not really," I said and then laughed at the lie, "is Soda there?"
"Yeah, hold on." He yelled Soda's name and then argued with someone for a minut, probably Darry trying to sleep after work, and then I heard Soda's voice.
"Hi, Pony."
I sighed, "Hey, Soda."
"What's wrong?"
I sighed, "I'll tell you later, just...can you come over here?"
"Oh, me, Dallas, and Steve were going to go to the movie house, can I bring them?"
"No! No, don't bring Dallas, just you." I almost shouted.
Soda's voice got deeper, more careful, "Oh, okay. See ya'" He said and hung up.
A couple minutes later Soda came in, wearing Dally's burnt leather jacket.
He saw me stare at it and turn white so he took it off, throwing it behind a chair so that it was out of sight, "Darry said it was cold..."
"Oh." I answered not really hearing what I was saying.
He just stood there, "What's up?"
"I kissed her."
Soda's eyes widened and his jaw dropped, "Who?"
"Cherry, dumbass." I said.
His eyes widened even more, thinking of Dally, "Oh my God. What?"
"Well she came in and we talked and she ended up falling over crying and hugging me and fell asleep on me," Soda looked as if his face was about to fall off, "No! No! Soda, not like that! I'm fourteen!"
He sighed in relief and I continued, "So about fourty-five minutes later she woke up...and she was all sorry about fallin' asleep on me-which I really didn't mind-" Soda's lips twitched up into a smile, "so then I asked why she didn't like me. Cherry said she did...l-love...me...and then she admitted that she did love Dallas. A lot. So I said to experiment and she looked at me like I was insane and had no clue what I meant, so I kissed her."
I looked back up at Soda and he was staring intently at me, looking like he was going to fall into pieces and then those pieces were going to fall apart again, "Oh my God."
"Yeah,"
"So...does she...what'd she do?"
"Choked out 'Ponyboy Curtis, you...you!' and then stomped out."
He bit his lip, "I have no idea...I guess you'll have to say you're sorry. And not tell Dallas, he'll shoot you."
I grinned, "Probably..."
"I can tell her ta' come if ya' want," Soda suggested.
"Can you?"
"Well I just said I did, didn't I?"
I laughed, "Yeah, I guess ya' did."
Soda smiled, "It'll work out. If Dallas tries to shoot you, I'll tell Darry. He never wants to admit it, but I know that guy's really afraid of Superman."
I beamed at him.
