Chapter Twelve

Boys

I'd forgotten how much fun just well being a girl was. I was so use to New York and well everything I did there, and my problems here that I forgotten how much fun it was to have fun. I mean I've had fun but lately I've also been worried, or confused, or scared I'll admit this situation does scare me.

Actually well were being honest a lot of things scare me. I just don't show it much. Even some stupid things… like spiders, I am terrified of spiders. They just so creep, with all those legs and some have all those extra eyes, and yeah they are just creepy. Ok now that I ranted on about something that has nothing to do with this story, lets all get back to it.

So Like I said I'd forgotten how much fun, sleepovers and girlyness could be. Though I really could have lived with that make over but the rest of the night was fun.

When I got there she showed me around her house. It was quite the house I got to say. I feel in love with it the second I stepped inside. Then we just sort of sat around in the living room talking about this and that. We also watched some television and let me say it is great to watch T.V with that isn't contently controlled by a bunch of boys….mainly Two-Bit.

Her Grandma brought us down supper a little later.

"Hey Becca," I said grabbing some food," Where are your parents?" I know she told me earlier that they weren't going to be here but I was curious to know where exactly they were.

"They are at some meeting thing for there community involvement thing. Or something like that." She said with a wave of her hand.

"Do they go to those kinds of things often?" I asked. I didn't really mean to be nosey, but sadly that is just one of the flaws that show up in my nature. When I'm curious about something I tend to get really nosey.

"Oh yeah they have about one or two of those things everyday." She said. She seemed to be trying really hard to make her voice sound like she didn't care but I her a bit of, hurt underneath her care free mask.

" You know I kind of know how you feel," I said I knew I was about to start treading in some dangerous waters but I didn't really care at that moment. Becca really had become a friend, and when I noticed a friend felt hurt or scared or something like that I tried to help. " My dad was never around much when I was little and when I got older you could almost say he wasn't there at all. My mom pretty much raised me." My voice started to fill with emotions when I started talking about my mom. I could really tell her the whole truth about my mom but maybe I could tell her a bit. I can just sort of revise it to make it work. I have to take about it to someone, "Last year she started getting sick. She still is sick, very sick. That's why I have to keep getting things after school and stuff," I had started of slowly, keeping my voice even but it didn't work my eyes started filling up with tears and they were running down my face as I told the rest.

"The doctors aren't sure what's wrong with her. And they don't know how to make her better. I'm, really, really scared I'm going to lose her and I don't know how I'm going to handle that." I know exactly how I handled that. I thought to myself. I was sobbing pretty uncontrollably by then. Becca pulled me in to a hug

"It will be ok." She said rocking me back and forth till I calmed down.

"Thanks," I said.

She sat there in thought Staring at the wall to side of us.

" I love my grandma, I really do but…" She stopped then looked at me, "It's no replacement for my real parents. Not at all. Sometimes I feel like they didn't want me that's why they're never home. Why I'm always left by my self or with my Grandma," She shook her head," but then I tell myself that's silly of course they love me. It makes me feel a little better … but deep down I don't really believe it."

"Rebecca, I can't say if your right or wrong. I most dearestly hope that your wrong, but I'm not going to lie, there are parents out there who don't care about there children. I don't think yours are one of them, but you need to talk to them about this. Or at the very least your grandma," I said staring at her. She nodded slowly. I know that might not have been the most encouraging thing to say but I didn't know her parents. I've seen a lot of parents who could careless about their children so I wasn't about to pretend we live in a perfect world cause we most definitely do not.

"So," I started deciding to change the subject," what I'm suppose to do on this grand date tomorrow?" Becca brightened up quickly and took to her task. We spent the rest of the night and the next day talking about my date.

Ok I have refound the reason I hate being girly. Becca had e try on like twenty outfits for my stupid date, just to tell me that the best one was the one I had put on first. I mean if that what was going to happen why couldn't I just keep that one on in the first place. But No that just not how it works, you have to see how all of them look on you before you decide which one to where. Yeah next time, I'm just going to through on something. At least managed to convince her that I cannot walk in high heals with out breaking something. So I got to where my runners, which turned out to be a very good thing.

Brad turn up exactly when he said 7:00 on the dot. He was very gentlemanly . He Gave me a flower, and he even held my car door open for me. I must say it was very sweet and fell for it very fast. Who ever said shivery was died, was probably right.

Know I know your thinking what the heck you just said he was being a gentleman. Yeah well that was only the start of the date.

So we drove to the drive in making small talk. You know " I like your dress" "How are you" " school sucks" those kinds of things well we drove.

When we got to the drive in, we actually paid and went in, something I haven't done since I got here, seeing as I went with my brother who would never ever do anything the legal way when he can do it Illegally .

So we drove in, and made a little more small talk. We were just sort of getting off the small talk when the first movie started.

The movie was actually quite boring, but Brad seemed into it so, I paid attention. It was some stupid western. I hate westerns. They're all the same, a bandit or what ever comes into town, starts a fight in the saloon, maybe kills some one. Then he challenges the sheriff to a show down at high noon. The sheriff usually wins. Boring.

But I was on a date so I wasn't going to let my dislike of westerns ruin it. Since it had been going pretty good. Of course It wasn't going to last. That's Just no how things in my life go.

Once the first movie was over Brad offered to go get me a soda. I said sure, cause I mean what kind of person in their right mind would refuse sugar filled goodness like soda.

Once he left I just sort of sat looking around. I looked at the other cars. I didn't know anyone near me. Not that I expected to. Eventually my looking around brought me to the chairs in the back. I casually looked over to them and the did a double take.

I May not have know anyone anywhere near me but I sure did know the people in the back. In the back sat my good buddies Ponyboy, Two-Bit, and Johnny. did I tell them where I was going on my date? I thought to myself but I was pretty sure I didn't. I didn't really want to talk about it so I was pretty sure I did not go into details.

Don't know why I was so shocked they probably come her often on weekends and whatnot. It's not like this town had much else to do.

I shook my head and went back to staring at the screen that was giving me stupid food advertisements.

Brad came back right when the second movie started. It was another western, whoopee.

"Here's your cola." He whispered passing the cup to me.

"Thank you," I whispered back taking a sip. I stared back at the screen trying to get myself prepared for another boring western. I know they have big fight scenes but that can only be interesting for so long.

A few minutes into the movie brad leaned over to me

"Hey I know something we can do that's more interesting then this movie,"

"What?" I asked, slightly intrigued, slightly suspicious. I was intrigued because like I said before, the movie was boring. Suspicious because I was pretty sure I had heard that line before somewhere and I didn't really like the game that person had in mind.

"This," Brad said Kissing me. I hadn't realized how close he was to me till that minute. It wasn't a sweet kiss, or loving, or anything I wanted. That Kiss was full of lust. Drunken lust I'd guess. Cause till that minute I hadn't realized the smell of alcohol that I smelt off his breath when he came back from getting my drink. I pushed him off of me.

"Brad no," I said holing him back as he tried to come forward again

"Aw, come on Phoebe. You know you like it," He said coming at me again so I pushed him off again.

"I said NO!" I yelled this time. I was getting frustrated and angry. He leaned forward again. This time I wasn't wasting my time, I took my drink and dumped it over his head.

This shocked him so he stopped. The brown sticky liquid was ruining down from his head on to his clothes. It already covered all of his hair.

" ops," I said grabbing my bag from the back seat and throwing the now empty cup at him, " They really should but lids on these things."

I opened the door of the car and walked out. I might have gone to the back to finish watching the movie. If one I wasn't so embarrassed. I didn't want to go back there with the boys there and Two the movie sucked. I walked through all the cars towards the exit.

Once out of the Drive-in I walked till I was far enough away from it and then sat on the curb. Where all my anger and embarrassment came out and I started crying. It may sound stupid but for a little bit I actually started like the guy. I felt like and idiot.

Well I sat there taking time to wallow in myself pity for a bit I heard foot steps bounding down the sidewalk.

"Phoebe!" Someone was calling my name. I figured it was Brad so I turned around ready to yell at him and saw Pony instead. A little ways behind him was Two-Bit and Johnny.

"Oh," I said, " Hey." I went back to looking at the road in front of me.

"Phoebe," Pony said slowly sitting beside me " what's wrong?" I really wanted to be left alone I was embarrassed and I really didn't want to tell him what happened but he was just concerned about me so I guess I should tell him something,

"Don't go out with jerks, or alcoholics… or jerky alcoholics. No matter how sweet they may seem sober." I told him some of my original anger coming back. There was a pause then Two-Bit who had heard said

"So bad date?"

He said it so matter of fact that it made me laugh.

"Yeah bad date." I nodded.

"Want to come and finish watching the movie with us?" Pony asked

"Not thank you," I said feeling a little better already

"Why not?" Pony asked.

"Cause," I laughed " I hate westerns" their faces were so funny it only made me laugh harder.