The week passed and everyone was busy. Everyone except Ponyboy, who didn't seem to suspect a thing. I had been working on a secret project too. The gang and I had gotten the collage done and the book, I made a painting of a sunset. Finally, it was the day. Darry had sent Johnny, Pony and Johnny's girlfriend Emily, (She's Dally's younger sister) to run some errands as we quickly decorated the place. As soon as they left, I start commanding people like a seasoned military general. Soon we heard the key line Emily says:
"Yeah, I wonder why they needed this stuff!"
"Quickly! Hide!" I whisper-yell and duck behind a chair. (Yes, I know a chair is not the smartest spot ever) As soon as they walk in, we all jump up and yell, "Surprise!"
I swear, Pony almost fainted. And before we knew it the party's in full swing. Don't tell anyone, but I put some water into the beer . . . so no one would get drunk!
"Arizona what did you put in the beer!?" Two-Bit asks walking up to me.
"Nothing!" I lie. "I didn't do anything!"
"Then why does it taste like crap?" Two-Bit complains.
"Maybe because your taste buds are mentally unstable," I say with a grin. Out of the corner of my eye, I spot Pony, and this other girl who is clearly flirting with him and Johnny. A feeling unknown hits me. It's like a mix of anger and jealousy. 'Relax, Arizona,' I think to myself. 'She's probably flirting with Johnny,' But my instinct tells me otherwise. I just can't shake off that feeling. "I'll talk to you later Two-Bit," I say and walk over to Soda. "Can I talk to you?" I ask.
"Sure," Soda says, and I lead him to a spot that the party isn't occupying. "What's up?"
"Remember how you asked me about dating someone?" I ask.
"Yeah," Soda replies. "I remember,"
"IthinkIhaveacrushonPonyboy," I say quickly in one breath.
"What?" Soda asks. "That's fine."
"But I don't want to make it obvious," I groan. "Becauseidon'tknowifhelikesmeback,"
"What's goin' on here?" Dally asks entering with Emily.
I feel my face flush. "IthinkIhaveacrushonPonyboy," I repeat.
"Slow your roll kid," Dally orders.
"What?" Emily's eyes widen. "So does he!"
It's my turn to be shocked. "What?" I ask. "He does!?"
Emily nods. "I think he told me and Johnny once."
"He told me too," Soda adds.
"So there!" Dally exclaims "Jeez, you women make such a big deal out of these things."
AN: I do not own the Johnny and Emily dating that belongs to Moomimad. I also don't own Emily all credit for her also belongs to Moomimad.
Special thanks to: Moomimad for your support and comments! They really made my day, and reassured me that there are still people reading my stories. Stay Gold!