I couldn't see, but I could hear deep voices whispering. The more I listened, the more I picked up words like drugs, and crack. I tried to let them know that I was there, but I couldn't move any muscles. I finally was able to mutter a moan.
"She's awake!" Rough hands started shaking me violently. I quickly let out another moan.
"Stop it, Steve!" A softer voice hurried to my side, and my vision started to return.
"Soda?" I squinted at the blur standing over me.
"What did you do?" I turned to the blob that was apparently Steve.
"Whatta mean?" my vision became normal, and I was able to sit up. Just then, a loud rapping noise came from the door.
"It's open!" Darry didn't look to see who it was, but kept his eyes on the scene before him. A blonde head bobbed threw the door.
"Mark!" I sat up completely.
"Hey." Mark looked at the other boys awkwardly. Then he turned to me. "We should go." Steve grabbed my shoulders, ignoring Mark's statement.
"Did he give you anything? Drugs?" I looked at him like he was crazy.
"No. Even if he did, I'm not stupid." I shook the black hair off my face and stood up.
"Dusty, come on." I could tell Mark was being jumpy.
"She's not going anywhere." Steve crossed his hands over his chest. I glared at the two boys.
"If you think I'm taking orders from any one, your out of your head." I marched sown the hall, and nearly tripped over a large, soft blob on the floor. Ponyboy was staring up at me with wide eyes. I traced mine down his body, but shot them back up when I reached his white underwear.
"Nice." I ran out the back door and let my feet slap the pavement in a slow jog. I stopped when I herd yelling from the Curtis house. Curiostity got the best of me, and I went back, pressing my ear against the door.
"You spiked her, you son of a bitch!" Steves voice sent me reeling.
"She has a right to do what she wasn't. Your not her father."
"Like she would choose to do it if you offered it to her!" I was even more shocked a Soda's harsh voice.
"She would of done it. I know her."
"No." I had to clamp my hand over my mouth to keep from completely screaming out. "We know her better than you. Dusty is crazy, but she's not stupid." I was confused at Ponyboy's words. Why was he sticking up for me?
"This is nuts. I'm leaving to find her." I herd hurried foot steps and tried to get out of the way, but Mark was too quick. I was sprawled out on the lawn, staring up at him.
"M…Mark." I suddenly felt small. HE only flashed me a crazy smile and pulled me up, locking his lips with mine.
"No!" I pushed him away and stumbled backward. He took a step towards me.
"I'm sorry." I let the tension exit my body.
"Don't do it again."
"I promise I won't." I let out a sigh and looked at the gang, who looked as if they where at my funeral. I gave then a famous Winston smile.
"I think I'll go to school with Steve." I leapt up the porch and next to Steve.
"You don't have to go with them if you don't want to." I looked up at Steve, who was looking triumphantly at Mark.
"No. I want to go with them." Mark gave a small huff and walked back towards his car. He speed off without even looking t me. It cut a small part inside of me, but I quickly put a band aid over it.
"Who feels like cutting school today?" The boys still where looking at me like I was a ghost. "Hello? Anyone here?" I waved my hand impatiently.
"You're back!"
"I'm actually in Mexico." Soda squeezed me so hard that I couldn't pull free. "Sodapop, what the hell?!" When he finally did let go, I was glaring up at him with ice eyes. HE only laughed manically. That pissed me off even more, so I jumped him onto the grass.
"What do we got here? A wrestling match?" I spat at Two-Bit, but that only made him join the fight.
"I'm coming in!" Steve's weight crushed into my chest.
"Damn it, Randle!" I couldn't breathe with three grown boys sitting on me, so I just went limp in surrender. "You win! Get off, you win!" The guys were laughing as I gasped for air.
"I'll get the football." Steve leapt up and ran inside the house. Soda sighed and slipped back into his DX shirt.
"I gotta get to work. Don't do anything stupid while I'm gone."
"Ponyboy, you better get to school." Darry was still standing on the porch with his arms crossed across his chest. Two-Bit wrapped his arms around me and Ponyboy.
"Oh come on, Darry. Lets get these two kiddies back together!" We both went stiff as he threw us together. I broke away from each other instantly. "Aww, come on."
"Give it a rest, Two-Bit." Ponyboy looked at him with anger as he ran to Soda. When Ponyboy was gone, I turned back to Two-Bit.
"That wasn't funny." I rested my hard eyes on him. "Don't do it again."
"Why do you two hate each other all of a sudden?"
"We don't hate each other, we just know different people." I ignored Two-Bit and turned to Steve, who was running out of the house. "Let's stop acting like dope heads and play."
"You are a dope head!"
"Shut up!" We tackled each other and played football until noon. I guess icebergs get slammed together sometimes.
