I walked into Ms. Caramel's room late for detention. It was by accident, I swear. Hannah held me up by talking about how the guy she's liked for 3 months now finally asked her out. She was ecstatic, mostly because it was her first boyfriend ever.
"You should get one too, Kitty. You'll have no problem getting one. You got like all the guys practically drooling over you," She had said to me.
"I can't," I found myself saying, "My parents said I couldn't date until I was at least a teenager, and I don't think Darry's going to change that," I paused, "Well actually he might change it to 16." That had made Hannah laugh. Then I remembered I had detention and I ran down to Ms. Caramel's room, shouting a goodbye over my shoulder towards her.
"Ms. Curtis, you are late to detention!" Ms. Caramel yelled at me.
"I'm sorry Miss Caramel, Hannah held me up," I said as if that explained everything.
Apparently it did, for Ms. Caramel's expression turned from mad to understanding. "Oh," She said, "Well sit over there, away from Rachel. We don't want another repeat of yesterday now do we."
I followed her directions and sat on the opposite end of the room as Rachel. I was kind of annoyed that she got the side of the room that was by the window. When ever I got detention when I was Sam, if my friends didn't have detention with me (which was rare since there was at least two of us who took part in the deed that made us get the said detention) I would spend the time daydreaming, looking out the window.
I glared at Rachel before I sat down by the door. At least I would be able to get out of this god for saken room quicker. I already spent 6 out of the 11 periods we had in this room, since it was still elementary school. We only got out of this room for lunch, math, science, social studies, and whatever elective we had for that day. (Monday the elective was art, Tuesday it was music, Wednesday it was gym, Thursday it was Spanish, and Friday it was gym again.)
I sat down for about 5 minutes before I heard Ms. Caramel exclaim, "There are those pesky erasers!" Rachel and I looked over at the teacher and saw her taking out 2 big cardboard boxes that was filled to the rim with chalkboard erasers, out of a closet.
I felt my mouth drop how did she have so many erasers? Seriously the boxes were up to my thigh and they were filled! "I have more but we need to save some for your other days of detention now don't we," Ms. Caramel said. Holy crap, there are MORE erasers?
Wait a minute, I thought as a thought reached my brain, she can't be making us do that! They haven't used that method in detention for years, decades even! But then I realized I was decades back from my regular time, so that method of punishment was probably still used.
"Ok girls, get a box," Ms. Caramel ordered. We both reluctantly got up and chose a box. We brought it to our seats and waited for more directions. "Ok, get 2 erasers out and start pounding them together. When they are totally clean, or as close as you can get them at least, put them on the side and get 2 more. You're not to leave until both of you are done with the boxes. If one of you finish before the other, the one that finished needs to help the one who isn't done. This should teach you two to work together."
When she was done with her speech I got out two erasers. I started pounding them together, coughing as the cloud of chalk dust went into the air. I wondered vaguely why she wasn't worried about getting the dust on the floor. I quickly got out of the thought, groaning in my head about this stupid punishment kids got in detention. I got very annoyed that electric eraser cleaners weren't made yet by the fourth or fifth pair of erasers.
I think I'm going to be permanently yellow and white from this chalk dust, I thought when I was about halfway done. I continued, coughing whenever I started on two of the erasers. I was doing better then Rachel. She wasn't hitting them together hard enough, so only a little of the chalk came off at a time, so I obviously was done first.
I walked up to where Rachel was, and looked in the box. It was still a quarter filled. I sighed and picked two erasers up and started banging them together. My hands were really starting to hurt from all the pounding. We worked together in silence. After I finished cleaning the 4th pair of erasers I did from her box, I had to stop for a second to roll out my wrists that were sore.
"Why'd you stop greaser," She whispered to me so the teacher wouldn't hear.
"My wrists are sore from banging the erasers together," I whispered back to her.
"I thought you'd be use to this by now," she said.
"What?" I asked confused, but then it hit me, "Just because I'm a greaser you think I've gotten detention and done this before," I whispered angrily. I was insulted, I really truly was.
"I know you have, you ARE a greaser after all," Rachel said.
"Well for you're information, this is the first time I've ever been to detention," I found myself saying. I know the Sam me HAS been to detention multiple times, but I wasn't sure about the Kittycat me. I was pretty sure the Kitty me never did, but I'm not sure.
I picked up two more erasers and began banging them together, signaling the end of our discussion. As soon as we were done, we said a quick good-bye to Ms. Caramel and went to the girls bathroom to wipe as much chalk off of us as possible. I managed to wipe my face and skin clean. I didn't have to worry about ruining my make-up since I never used any. I looked fine without it. When I tried to get it off my clothes, well that was difficult. I got most of it off before I gave up and just left.
Two-bit, an Ponyboy were waiting for me in the school front. When they saw me they had to hold in their laughs. My clothes were still splattered yellow and white from the chalk dust, despite my efforts at cleaning them.
"Let me guess what you did in detention," Two-bit said smirking at me.
"Please don't remind me of the torcher I have just endured," I said to him, "I think my wrists are going to fall off."
"And you have 4 more days of it," Two-bit said. I groaned. He was getting too much fun out of my misery.
We were about to start walking to the Curtis home, when a corvette pulled up by us. We all froze when the window came down. We saw a guy, a Soc obviously, from the window. I looked in more and I saw Rachel. Oh, so this must be Rachel's brother, I thought.
"What do you want?" Two-bit asked the guy.
"Hey, are you the girl that hit my little sister," The guy said, ignoring Two-bit's question.
"So?" I said, confused. Why was he telling me something I knew already?
I gasped in surprise when he grab me by the top of my shirt and pulled me forward so I was face to face with him.
'Let go of her!" Ponyboy exclaimed.
"So, don't do it again greaser. Or you'll have to deal with me. Got it twerp?" he said in my face, ignoring Ponyboy.
"Y-yea," I stuttered surprised.
"I thought so. You have such a pretty face, it would be a shame if it somehow got bruised," he trailed off. He let go of my shirt and I flew forward as he drove away. Two-bit had to grab my arm so I wouldn't fall.
"Are you ok Kitty?" Ponyboy asked worried.
"Yea, you're not hurt or anything are you?" Two-bit asked as well.
"No I'm fine," I assured them before cursing Rachel's brother off under my breath.
Apparently the two of them still heard me because Two-bit whistled. "Well who knew little Kittycat had such a colorful language?"
I blushed at being caught but said, "Lets start heading home before I pass out." I was still sore from the detention, and I also was tired from staying in school for an extra 2 hours.
"Why would you pass out?" Ponyboy asked curiously.
"You try staying in school for two extra hours doing nothing but clapping erasers together," I replied.
"I have!" Two-bit said. I seriously was not surprised to hear that. Two-bit had detention every other day in school.
"So you know my pain," I said as we headed home.
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Ugh second day of detention, I thought as I entered the class room. I went to the room not looking at anyone as I went to my seat.
"Ms. Curtis! Move away from Jenna. I don't want anyone talking during this detention. Sit here," Ms. Caramel said, pointing to a seat that was right next to the teachers desk.
I looked up startled and looked at the girl who was next to me. I hadn't realized I was next to someone. The girl next to me was definitely a greaser. She wore a semi-tight t-shirt that showed off what little cleavage she had, and a jean skirt on that was only long enough that she wouldn't get yelled at for breaking the dress code. Her hair was brown, unlike some of the greaser girls who bleached there hair blonde, and went down to about her waist.
I picked up my books and walked to where the teacher pointed earlier. I could practically feel Rachel smirking at me from where she sat due to my rotten luck. I sat down at the desk and watched bored as Ms. Caramel went looking for those damn erasers.
I was day dreaming when a piece of paper hit my head. I caught the paper as it ricocheted off my head. I turned around and glared at Jenna who threw the paper at me. She smiled apologetically at me and motioned with her hands to open the paper. I turned back around and opened the paper.
"What's that noise?" Ms. Caramel said, "Is someone passing notes?"
"Of course not Ms. Caramel, I was just taking out my math homework to do," I said sweetly, showing her my math homework that I was too lazy to put away earlier. The teacher studied the paper before she was convinced it was that.
When she turned back around I almost sighed in relief. The last thing I needed was MORE detentions. I opened the paper and it read:
Hey, my name's Jenna Millia. So what are you in here for?
I scribbled out my response.
Hey I'm Kittycat Curtis. I got detention for punching the other girl in here in the guts, you?
I threw the paper back at her, surprisingly having it land neatly on her desk. She was much quieter then me when opening the note, but I had my math H.W. just in case.
Pretty soon the paper was thrown back at me, this time missing my head. I opened this one, much quieter then last time.
I love your name. It's so original. I wish my name was original. I got detention for throwing a spit ball in class. It wasn't my fault it hit her in the eye.
I looked up at Ms. Caramel. Sure enough she was rubbing her eye which was red. I had to hold in my snicker.
Nice. And everyone either calls me Kitty or Cat. You can make your pick of what to call me. I don't really mind.
I wrote back and threw it back. I decided to at least attempt to do my homework while I waited for her reply. When it came back, I opened the note.
Oh you're the famous Kitty I heard all about. You have 3 brothers right?
I was about to write back a reply when Ms. Caramel found the next round of boxes filled to the brim with erasers.
"Same rules as yesterday for Rachel and Kitty. Jenna, you may leave when you're done," Ms. Caramel said.
When Jenna finished I still had about 1/3 of the box to do. Jenna waited by the door for me to finish. I guess she had more to talk to me about. I was done next, and I went over to Rachel's box which only had about a dozen or so erasers left. She was quicker today. I quickly started pounding the erasers together. This time we didn't talk to each other at all.
When we finished 10 minutes later, I was surprised to see Jenna still waiting for me. I walked up to her and she said, "So that was the big rule you and that girl has to do?"
"Yea, since we can't work together, she thought that that would help us learn to," I explained to her. We continued talking until we got outside. No one was there for me yet. Jenna's parents weren't there either.
We sat on the curb and watched as Rachel went into her brothers corvette and drive away.
"Where's your brothers?" Jenna asked me.
"I have no idea. I thought they'd at least have one of the gang be waiting for me," I said frowning.
"Who's in your gang?" Jenna asked me.
"Well there's my three brothers, Johnny, Steve, Two-bit, and Dally I guess," I answered.
"Dally, as in Dallas Winston?" Jenna asked. I nodded. "Wow, I heard he's really tough."
"Yea he is. He's knocked us all around, except Johnny of course, once in a while," I said. "So, where's your folks?" I asked.
She stiffened slightly at the mention of her parents. "They aren't coming," Jenna said stiffly. I ignored it.
"Then why are you waiting here with me?" I asked curiously.
"I really should start walking home," Jenna said getting up.
"I'll go with you," I offered. I really didn't feel like sitting alone in front of a school.
"No that's ok," Jenna said immediately.
"Well lets walk around the town. It's been 20 minutes. I really doubt any of my brothers are getting me." I told her.
"Yea, sure! That sounds fun," Jenna said relieved.
"Ok, lets go!" I said. We walked around for a half hour talking about something or other. We were passing the DX, the local gas station that Soda would work in sometime in the near future, when we saw something that made us stop. Well more make me stop thus stopping Jenna as well. A teenager with almost the same colored hair as me was walking out of the garage, carrying what looked like working papers.
"What's wrong Kitty?" Jenna asked me.
"What's he doing there?" I asked myself.
"What who's doing there?" Jenna asked me, frantic from my sudden halt.
"Sodapop," I answered confused.
"Does he work here now?" She wondered out loud, "Because if he did, well, he can change my gas even without a car."
"First of all, ew! That's my brother. And two, I don't think he's working there, yet at least," I said trailing off before I shouted, "SODAPOP!" causing Jenna to jump and Soda to turn his head towards me.
"Kitty?" He called confused, before gesturing for me to come over there.
"Come on Jenna," I said jogging over to Sodapop. Jenna was right behind me.
When we reached him, I asked him, "What are you doing here?"
"Oh um, uh I needed to get gas for the truck," He lied lamely, hiding the papers behind his back.
"Soda," I said, sending him a look that said I-know-your-lying-so-just-tell-me.
"Who's this?" a voice said. I turned around and saw a middle-aged man wearing a white DX shirt and jeans.
"This is my little sister Kittycat Curtis, Mr. Wilson," Soda said.
"I can tell you were related. You look alike," Mr. Wilson said. He turned to me and said to me like a baby, "You know, your older brother might get a full-time job here."
I held in a scowl from my face at the guys tone and forced a smile on my face. "Full-time?" I asked.
"Yea, didn't he tell you?" he said.
"I was going to right before you came sir," Sodapop said.
"Oh! There's a customer. See you," Mr. Wilson said. I looked over to the DX store to see Jenna there.
When he left, Soda faced me and bent down so he was face to face with me. "Listen, don't tell Darry or Ponyboy about this yet. I don't want them to think I have a job now, and I end up not getting it," he said seriously.
"You're dropping out of school," I stated.
"Yea," he said solemnly, "I just don't see the point of going anymore. I'm failing every class except Auto and Gym. And we need the money, so, I'm dropping out and getting a job. It'll really help out with the bills. You know Darry's been worried about them." Soda was practically begging for me to understand.
"I guess it will help," I said. Soda grinned widely at me understanding. "Lets just hope that Darry will go for the idea too," I said, though I knew he would.
"He will! I know he will. He can't just deny help," Soda said.
"Hey Kitty," A voice beside me said. I turned and saw Jenna sipping a coke.
"Hey Jenna," I said to her.
"Who's this?" Soda asked me.
"This is my friend Jenna, Jenna this is my older brother Sodapop," I introduced them.
"Nice to meet you Jenna," Soda said, holding out a hand.
"Nice to meet you too Soda," Jenna said shaking his hand. It sounded very much like she was flirting with him. I wasn't sure if Soda noticed or not.
"So where's Two-bit or Ponyboy?" Soda asked noticing we were alone.
"I'd like to know that too." I said.
"Yea she and I waited for 20 minutes before we realized that they weren't coming," Jenna put in.
"If Two-bit was supposed to pick me up, then he probably got drunk and forgot," I said.
"Darry's going to give it to him if that's true," Soda mumbled to himself. He then said to us, "So you two walked here alone."
"Well technically there's two of us so it's not really alone," I said.
"Yea and I walk around by myself all the time," Jenna said.
"You know, you're lucky you two didn't get jumped right?" Soda explained. I was kind of surprised he wasn't angry at me. But then again, this is Sodapop we're talking about.
"Don't tell Darry please," I begged him, "He'll skin me alive if he finds out. And I'm already grounded for a month." Soda looked like he was going to protest so I immediately said, "You don't tell Darry that I walked around town with Jenna and I won't tell him you're dropping out of school and I think that's something he'd rather hear from you."
I immediately regretted saying that when I saw Soda's face crumple. "Don't play like that Kitty," He said. I bit my lip but didn't say anything. "Fine," Soda sighed holding out his hand. I grabbed it and shook on it. "Deal," he sighed.
"So Jenna where do you live? I think it's time to go home," I said to her.
"It's ok Kittycat. I have to go somewhere before I go home, but you should rush home if you're grounded. Bye!" Jenna said, walking away.
"Bye," I said before turning towards Soda. "By the way, I wasn't going to tell Darry even if you declined the deal," I said laughing running away from him.
"Why you little sneak!" Soda said grinning at me before chasing after me.
Sorry for the long wait. I think it was a little over a year ago now since I last updated. Here's the explanation. The computer I originally wrote this chapter on broke. I was kind of in denial about that for a few months saying it's going to get fixed before I just started to write the chapter again. My dad threw that computer out for reasons I don't know. I first thought it just broke. I was in denial about it since then before I found out he threw it away. (about a week ago) So sorry guys. But on the brighter side I think my writing really improved since the last update. I think it's mostly because of my newest story Silent Nights. It's a Twilight fan fiction, so if you like Twilight check it out. So, that's about it! I wrote an extra long chapter for you guys. Review!