AN: Hey, hello, sup, everybody! As always, I thank yawl for reading "Welcome to the New Home" up to this point! A special thanks out for my great, amazing, and super tuff friends who are reviewing! Thank you, guys! And another thanks for yawl who are reading my first ever story on here! I'm glad you're all enjoying this story and I'm glad about that! Thank you all so, so much! I adore each and every one of you! Now, it's time to hit Friday in the Curtis's house, 2 days remaining until the gang heads to the Curtis's family ranch for their usual weekly long trip! Also, Friday's is the Greasers movie day/night marathon, meaning they only watch movies all day, but this is their first time with Cassidy, Jocelyn, and Jazz watching with them...what'll happen when you hear nothing all day at night but the sound of the phone going 'Ring, ring!' ? Let's find out! Now, sit back, clear your mind & relax, set down the homework and studying, fetch some popcorn and your favorite pop, please review, and enjoy chapter 26 of my first ever story on here! Onward with the story! Enjoy, everyone! :D
Chapter 26
Yet another one of December's cold, chilling nights flew by second after every second, minute after more minutes, and hour after even another hour. Snow was slightly dancing its way down from the dark night sky, the temperature freezing and ice so slippery that you could crush it up and make one heck of a slushy out of it.
Before anybody knew it, the Friday morning arrived, and the clock struck 10:00. Surprisingly, Two-bit and Steve were the first ones to wake up, and so, Two-bit attempted to fetch himself a piece of cake from the cooler, along another one for Steve, who was just chilling at the table, checking the Curtis's kitchen phone to see if any messages were left from anything. But there was no messages, other than the old one from a couple weeks back about when school was canceled, due to the snowfall.
"How many pieces of Pony's famous chocolate cake do you want, Stevie?" Two-bit asked, peering over his shoulder to see Steve and chuckled a bit.
Steve shot him an annoyed glare after hearing him call him by Sodapop's kiddie name for him from when they were little Greaser kids. Nevertheless, Steve only rolled his eyes instead of saying anything very harsh back at the wisecracker for a change.
"Don't call me that, Two-bit! Only one," Steve replied, taking another hear at the latest message that was left on the phone, which was only stating that school was still canceled and would continue to be so until Christmas week was over.
Truly on the inside, Steve really wanted to call Two-bit by his real name, but before he even thought about actually speaking it out again, he shut himself up at the memory of the gangs game of truth or dare from a couple of days back, remembering how Two-bit dared him to drink his 'milkshake' that was just twisted and poured up with random foods. The disturbing taste still haunted Steve, causing him to really want to gag and throw up, like he did actually drinking the 'milkshake', but Steve held them back and waited for Two-bit to fetch him his slice of chocolate cake.
However, when the wisecracker of the gang went to one of the cabinets and opened it up to recieve two glass plates, when he took one out, he was unaware of another plate resting on top of it. Before Two-bit got a chance to see it coming, the other glass plate fell and smashed into tons of pieces all over his part of the Curtis's kitchen floor. The smashing sound was so clashing loud that it shocked everyone under the Curtis's roof wide awake, even Jazz, Ponyboy, Darry, and Soda, who were all upstairs in their bedrooms. It was as if nobody was ever fast asleep, considering that the noise was so loud and unexpected that it caused all of the tiredness to leap right out of all of the Greasers. Not only that, but another loud crash with the other glass plate that Two-bit was holding, because he was so startled about the loud crash himself from the other glass plate that it caused him to drop it.
"What the heck was that noise?!" Dally's voice echoed out from the living room.
"Two-bit did it!" Steve exclaimed out, as if he was a kindergardener who was tattle-tailing on some other random kindergardener.
After that, many moans and groans were heard from the Curtis's living room from the other fellow Greasers, some of them rolling their eyes as they got ready for another day, figuring to themselves that they should've known that it was none other than Two-bit Matthews who could actually accomplish breaking and making a loud noise to wake everybody else up. Not only that, but Darry's bedroom door was heard opening in the upstairs hallway, along with Ponyboy and Soda's, Darry's voice hollering out, "TWO-BIT ERWIN MATTHEWS!"
"DON'T WORRY, SUPERMAN! I'LL GET THE BROOM!" Two-bit announced, and with that, he jumped over the broken glass and rushed to the back of the kitchen to recieve the broom.
Anywho, that was what happened during the early morning in the Curtis's house. It was just another ordinary morning with Johnny and Dallas taking care of Jocelyn, Kitten and Ponyboy sharing secrets and more about what they got the others for Christmas, Soda and Steve playing cards (both of them still hiding aces and other cards up their sleeves and in their socks), Two-bit watching Mickey Mouse, and Darry took Jazz into the kitchen to have a conversation, since the twelve-year-old boy was out so late the night before when he promised he wouldn't be gone for so long. Considering that Jazz was still remaining so nervous in what Darry was going to say and/or do to him, Cassidy tagged along and stood by his side the entire time that he sat down in one of the kitchen tables chairs, in front of the eldest Curtis, who didn't look pleased, but didn't look ticked off, nor mad at all one bit. Jazz could tell by the look that was shining off in his eyes that Cassidy was right. Darry was worried about him, just like the rest of the gang was with him being gone for so many hours all by himself.
Jazz took in, thought hardly about, and learned from Darry's soft and kind, but also a bit of a stern lecture about how he should start coming back to the house a whole lot earlier when not hanging out with anybody else from their gang, including the big problems that could form when he's out all by himself. Jazz apologized to Darry, then to the whole gang, and all of them forgave him, which really surprised Jazz on the inside, but he wouldn't allow it to show on the outside.
After that, when the clock struck 1:00, Two-bit announced that it was time to start yet another Greasers movie marathon. At first, Jazz was confused, unlike Cassidy, considering that what Two-bit just said was really understandable, but Jazz just didn't know what he meant. That is, until the rest of the gang told him what their Greaser movie marathons were and explaining that they have 'em every Friday, enjoying comedy movies during the day, then switching over to horror and more frightening terror at night. Jazz loved movies, just like Ponyboy, Johnny, Kitten, and Cassidy did, but he wasn't so sure about any horror movies. He's never actually watched a horror movie before in his entire life, because he was afraid he'll get so frightened that he wouldn't be able to close his eyes one bit to go to sleep. Or he'll just be terrified in general, and he wouldn't be able to shake it off for a long time, considering the fear would just stack onto what terror he already has locked in his mind from his life story.
Nevertheless, Jazz finally approved, saying that he would totally dig the comedy movies until the clock struck around 8:00, which is when the horror movies would start being played. He didn't bother to bring anything up about the horror movies, though.
The gang ate one of Darry's ordinary-made lunches, which was some sandwiches, salad, and chocolate cake, along with some more chocolate milk to drink. After eating then, the gang gathered around in the living room, Steve being the one to start the first comedy movie with the comedy part of yet another one of the gangs Greaser movie marathons that they did each and every Friday.
Laughs, snickers, and chuckles filled the Curtis's living room for hours, due to all of the funny comedy movies that they were enjoying. It was as if laughing gas had fell and sprayed all around the Curtis's living room. Even Jazz was laughing a lot, and Jocelyn was cutely giggling. Jazz was certainly enjoying his first ever Greasers marathon, same with Cassidy and little Jocelyn. All kinds of funny words were spoken and hilarious actions were preformed in the long hours of the comedy movies that the Greasers were fully feeling overjoyed without any worries or fears for a change.
Hours past, and before any of the Greasers could see it coming, it was time to start the horror movies of the Greasers movie marathon, which would keep going on until 2:00 A.M...or at least until everybody passes out from tiredness, even if that would be possible due to the very terrifying films that the Greasers usually adore watching every Friday.
Everyone in the gang got dressed in a pair of pajamas, Darry loaning Dally, Two-bit, and Kitten (yes, Kitten) a pair of his, while Soda handed one of his pair of pajamas to Steve and Ponyboy gave Johnny one of his to wear, the two other Greasers gleefully took and thankfully thanked.
The boys stripped and redressed in their pajamas in the living room, while Kitten, Cassidy, and Jocelyn went upstairs to the bathroom to change, which they did, Kitten tying her hair back in a ponytail and Cassidy braiding hers into two separate braids, right before the oldest female Cade dressed the youngest one into a pair of her own little lolly-pop designed pajamas. Stating the fact that Jocelyn was way too young to watch any horror movies, she was settled down in Darry's bedroom, where she would sleep comfortably on his bed until the Greasers movie marathon would be over, and Johnny would come recieve her for Dally to sleep with back downstairs in the living room.
Darry, with the help of Dallas, Johnny, and Steve, covered every part of the living rooms floor with different kinds of heavy, warm, and very cozy blankets, no one being able to see one little inch of the Curtis's actual living room floor. While they did that, Jazz followed Ponyboy, Soda, and Two-bit into the kitchen to pop at least four bowls of popcorn, recieve some bottles of different pops, and make each of the Greasers their favorite type of icecream sundaes.
Cassidy and Kitten just so happened to return, coming down the wooden staircase with Jocelyn now warmly tucked into Darry's bed, fast asleep.
"Dang, Kit-Cat! You look even more hot in those pajamas!" Two-bit whistled as he leaned in the arch doorway, holding a closed bottle of beer that wasn't popped open yet, since he was going to drink it during the first horror movie.
Ponyboy narrowed his eyes in an annoyed manner after hearing Two-bit say that about Kitten. Even though he knew it was a joke, it was still pretty annoying to him. Nevertheless, the youngest Curtis kept his mouth shut, only releasing a small, soft, annoyed-toned mumble from his lips, as he started fixing the first popcorn.
Kitten placed one of her hands on her hips, her bright green eyes shimmering off her expression at the wisecracker of the Greasers. "Stick a sock in it, Two-bit!" she exclaimed, but you could tell by the small grin that was tugging on her lips that she really thought that Two-bit's joke was funny, considering that he was the wisecracker of the gang, and all of his jokes were pretty much hilarious in one way or the other.
Two-bit chuckled as he just continued to stay where he was, leaning in the arch doorway.
Sodapop grinned one of his world famous smiles and playfully rolled his eyes.
"Alright, Two-bit, that's enough," Soda warned, even though his voice wasn't sounding like it was cautioning at all. It never did. Soda was always happy-go-lucky no matter what. "We don't want to make Ponyboy jealous over some joke of yours."
It didn't take long at all after Soda saying that for him, Two-bit, Jazz, and Cassidy started laughing, while Ponyboy's eyes grew big and his ears stained bright red. Kitten's eyes widened also, but she just tried her best to act natural by keeping herself quiet because anything she could say, the others would find a way to use it against her or they would twist it around somehow.
"I ain't jealous!" Ponyboy proclaimed, in order to defend himself, as he crossed his arms over his chest and watched the popcorn that he was fixing actually pop, his eyes narrowing and face starting to heat up from some more strange feelings when he continued to hear Sodapop, Two-bit, Jazz, and Carla snicker a bit. "And besides, Kitty's not even blonde! Two-bit loves blondes, remember?"
"FYI, Ponyboy," Two-bit mumbled, rolling his eyes, remaining in the arch doorway of the kitchen. "Blondes are my top choice, but gingers just so happen to be my second favorite from a hottie."
"Stick to someone your own age, would ya, Two-bit?!" Pony exclaimed, his voice now starting to give off his annoyed feelings, which instantly made Two-bit shut his mouth about Kitty. He wasn't really serious about dating her or anything like that, considering that Two-bit was in his second year of highschool (he was really supposed to be in his third, but he claimed that 'he was so good in his second year that the teachers wanted him to stay back and repeat it') and Kitten was in eighth. Nevertheless, Ponyboy just hated how some certain people fool around and joke about dating Kitten. It always worried him, or just made him upset for some reason that he just didn't know why. So, he really appriciated it when others backed off from Kitty, whether he was around or not.
"Sheesh, Ponyboy. Take a chill pill, would ya? It was only a joke. Seriously, I'm way out of Kitten's type of 'guys dating thing' here," Two-bit informed "aren't I?"
"I wouldn't date you if you were the last boy in the whole universe," Kitten replied, only wording her response like that in order to back Two-bit up with what he just said.
Two-bit narrowed his eyes after digesting Kitty's words, trying his best to seem offended, but he just couldn't pull it off, it all starting with one of his goofy grins starting to slightly pull on his lips. "Gee, thanks."
Just like that, Pepsi-Cola, Jazz, Carla, and even Kitty-cat and Pone grinned and laughed hystarically again. Two-bit couldn't resist joining in either, knowing for a fact that what Kitten just said was funny, even though she stated that she'd never go out with him. Two-bit didn't really mind, though. He knew that she and Ponyboy were meant to be with each other sooner or later...but what the Greasers don't realize...is that one of them...has certain feelings for Kitten, too...
Kitten walked over to the refridgerator and pulled open the door, taking less than five seconds to pull out a bottle of root-beer and then close the door shut again. "Well, I'll see you guys again in the living room in a few minutes."
And with that, Kitty left through the arch doorway, entering the Curtis's living room and properly sitting her down on the couch, Darry, Johnny, Dally, and Steve still fixing up a couple more heavy, warm, and extremely cozy blankets on the floor, along with some pillows to either lay down or sit on during the different horror movies.
"You guys need help with anything?" Cassidy asked. She certainly did get the helpfulness, shy, and kind personality from Johnny. He taught her well, and Jocelyn would end up walking in their footsteps, too.
"Oh, Carla, you don't need to help us if you don't want to," Sodapop told her
Cassidy flashed one of her beautiful, golden, heart-warming grins at the four of her friends.
"I want to help you guys, though," Cassidy told them
"Then why don't you fetch four big bowls for popcorn and the exact number of a little smaller bowls for each of our sundaes," Two-bit suggested, but it was ironically what Two-bit called a 'friendly order'.
Cassidy continued grinning as she shrugged her shoulders after taking in Two-bit's words, then walked over besides Jazz's side.
Jazz peaked back over at the beautiful twelve-year-old girl that was now standing to his right. Jazz's face heated up when he realized how pretty Cassidy looked, thinking to himself that he did tell himself before going to sleep the night before, after kissing Cassidy and holding her in his arms for two minutes straight, he knew that Carla Cade would always be beautiful. It didn't matter what she wore from what style to what pattern or color, nor the way she styled her hair or decided to wear any make-up, which Jazz thought that Cassidy never needed.
At that moment, Cassidy was just dressed into another one of her pairs of pajamas of a silky, lime-green colored tank-top that was designed with purple zebra stripes, a matching pair of silky pajama shorts, and a long pair of bright-colored, rainbow socks. Her hair was remaining in two perfect, shiny, silky, smooth-looking braids that touched the front of her shoulders, and she didn't have one speck of make-up on her, nor has she ever wore any make-up before in her entire life, unless it was used to cover her bruises and scrapes.
Cassidy opened up one of the cabinets and took out four big bowls of popcorn, Ponyboy already filling one of them up with the bag of popcorn that he popped, then Cassidy recieved one smaller bowl for each of the Greasers gang members, Soda already starting to scoop out some icecream scoops for his own sundae.
Pony fetched some spoons out of one of the drawers and stated settling them along with the sundae bowls that Cassidy got like Two-bit told her to do, the second popcorn bag already being busy with getting popped. On the other hand with that, Sodapop started cutting up a bananna to cover some pieces of it on Steve's icecream sundae, just like he always loved since they were kids. Jazz was busy digging through the fridge, before he recieved some chocolate sauce and cherries from inside, along with some whipped cream and sprinkles from one of the cabinets. Cassidy then fetched some different types of pops for the rest of the gang. Lastly, Two-bit was just remaining where he was, leaning in the arch doorway with his unopened bottle of beer in his hand.
They were certainly busy on getting everything fixed for the Greasers movie night marathon.
Darry had started a fire in the fireplace in the living room, while Steve lit some of the Christmas candles to just made the living room seem more creepy, and Johnny shut the drapes, right before Dally flicked off the lights. Kitten was just remaining where she was comfortably on the couch, her root-beer remaining unopened until the first horror movie started. You could now only see the living room in a dim shade, thanks to the off lights and the glow of the fireplace, along with the Christmas candles.
Suddenly though, the phone rang...who could that be? All of the Greasers were already at the house and the only people who would actually call was Mr. Henderson, Buck, Tim, Curly, and Belinda, but all of them were impossible. Belinda was off at her ski trip with her family, Buck was busy working at the Dingo, Curly was in jail, Tim was out of town, and Mr. Henderson was spending time with his family because he couldn't go to the DX station after what happened a couple days ago, and it now be repaired.
All of the Greasers stopped what they were doing, each of them now having confused expressions stuck on their faces.
"Hey...can one of you guys get that in there?" Darry's voice called out, referring to either Two-bit, Soda, Pony, Jazz, or Cassidy to answer whoever was calling. "Guys?"
"Oh, sure...I'll get it," Two-bit said, and with that, he cautiously trotted over to the table and scooped up the phone, right before he allowed the call and held the phone up to his ear.
"Hello? Who's this?"
Soda started scooping out some icecream for Johnny's favorite icecream sundae, but he listened carefully to Two-bit's conversation with whoever was on the other line of the phone. Ponyboy listened, too, him now pouring the second bag of popcorn into another one of the different big bowls. Jazz and Cassidy also listened, both of them keeping their eyes on Sodapop while he continued fixing the sundaes.
"You want to talk to who?" Two-bit asked, confusedly. He knew exactly that his ears heard correctly who this person wanted to talk to, but he was just so surprised to hear this person say the name that he needed to hear it again.
Pony and Soda finally looked around at the wisecracker, Jazz and Cassidy doing the same at the exact same time. Two-bit concerndly glanced back at the four of them, they're also looking so concerned and a bit confused.
"Um..okay? Sure, he's right...here," Two-bit shrugged, then he held out the phone towards Jazz's direction, which insantly made him the center of attention.
Jazz's eyes grew big, knowing exactly why Two-bit was doing that.
"Jazz, it's for you," Two-bit informed
At that moment, Jazz could've sworn that he felt his heart leap up into his throat, then it fell all the way back with a giant, nervous plop, his eyes feeling so sharp with so much confusion on who could be calling him. Nervously, Jazz snatched the phone out of Two-bit's grip, Two-bit then going back to leaning in the arch doorway.
"Who is it, Two-bit?" Jazz asked, his hand covering over one part of the phone so whoever was on the other side of the line wouldn't hear him.
Two-bit shrugged his shoulders, then the two words came out of his mouth for his response. "Some girl."
Jazz narrowed his eyes confusedly as Cassidy looked at him, her eyes now looking like they were filled with annoyed feelings. No, she wasn't annoyed in Jazz, nor Two-bit, or any of her friends or brother at all. She was only annoyed in this girl who was actually calling Jazz. Many questions started fishing through the oldest female Cade's mind.
Why should there be another girl? Why should she even be calling? Why can't she call some other boy? What if she tries to be apart of Jazz's life? What if she's after Jazz? Who IS this girl?
Cassidy bit down on her lip from the inside of her mouth as she crossed her arms over her chest, her face now starting to tense up with heat from feeling so annoyed, and Jazz hasn't even started talking to this girl yet.
Ponyboy and Soda just went back to their work, the two trading places with Pony now fixing the sundaes and Sodapop popping another bag of popcorn. Two-bit, on the other hand, left the kitchen to inform Darry, Johnny, Steve, and Dallas about who was on the phone and that this girl apperently wanted to talk to Jazz. Cassidy then started fixing her own icecream sundae, due to Ponyboy and Soda not knowing her favorite kind, but it just so happened to be Jazz's favorite, too. Chocolate, vanilla, and starwberry icecream mixed together with plenty of chocolate sauce topping it, along with whipped cream resting on each scoop of the icecream, and some rainbow sprinkles raining down all over. A cherry then finally rested on top of the main scoop of icecream. Considering that it was also Jazz's favorite type of sundae, Cassidy decided to make it again, one being hers and of course, the other being Jazz's.
Jazz cracked a grin when realizing Cassidy's favorite type of sundae, then looked down at the phone that he was holding. His handsome grin took right off his face as he took a few seconds to think about who this girl could possibly be, but he decided to finally lift the phone up to his ear.
"Hello?" Jazz quietly spoke, being super quiet so only whoever this girl was could hear what he was saying.
(Bold: Jazz Italic: Girl)
"Hi, Jazz,"
Whoever this girl was, she certainly did have one heck of a pretty girly girl voice. She sounded so high-classed, in other words, and Jazz already knew that she actually was high-classed just by her voice.
"...Who's this?"
"You tell me,"
A confused look wiped across Jazz's face, his china-blue eyes now narrowed again as he looked over his shoulder to make sure neither Cassidy, Soda, Ponyboy, or any other of the Greasers were suddenly looking and/or listening to him. Neither of them were. Thank God, Jazz thought to himself as he looked back in front of him, staring straight at the curtains that were now closed over one of the kitchens big windows.
"I'm sorry, but I don't know who you are. Would you be so kind and tell me your name?"
"I'm Holly, Jazz...don't you remember me...because I sure do remember you,"
At that moment, Jazz was starting to feel his heart beat hard in his chest as fear started overwhemling his entire body. He seriously didn't know who this Holly girl was. Why would she say that she remembered him and knew who he was when he didn't even know who she was.
Jazz gulped one big, but silent gulp, taking in a deep, but soft breath and releasing it afterwards.
"...Excuse me?"
"I said that I know who you are...and not to mention how cute I think you are,"
"...Excuse me?"
Jazz was so surprised to hear this girl call him cute that he couldn't help to repeat his same two worded question, but this time when he said it again, his tone was a lot more shocked and some what upset, but he still remained quiet so nobody could hear him, except this Holly.
"Why do you keep asking me questions?!"
Now Holly was starting to sound like she was getting very angry, and all Jazz did was ask her three questions, one just being the same in order to catch her words fully.
"Why do you keep talking to me like you know me?"
"I DO know you!"
"No you don't, Holly, or whoever you are!"
Jazz then heard a deep sigh from Holly on the other line. She was sounding somehow impatient, but she wasn't completely impatient.
"Huh...Jazz, I don't want to argue on our first chat here,"
Jazz took in and let out another deep, soft breath, both from his nose. Surprisingly, he actually apologized to this Holly girl, and then he caught some of her cute sounding giggles.
"Say, Jazz...do you have a girlfriend?"
Jazz's eyes grew big after he heard that question get asked.
"What?! I actually talk to you for the first time over some strange phone call and I don't even know you here! Why would you ask me if I have a girlfriend?!"
"Maybe because I think you're very cute...and not to mention the fact that I'm single, Jazz..."
Jazz released a single, soft, mocking laugh into the phone.
"In your dreams, Holly. I may not have a girlfriend, but I'm already concentrating on one certain girl, and you're not her. I don't even know you! How do you even know my name?!"
"Maybe because I know your ex...Tigerlily, I believe was her nickname, right? She...destroyed your family, huh? Starting with...your father?"
At that moment, Jazz's eyes were like they went from sweet china-blue, to deadly blood red, and they narrowed with absolute full rage after hearing this Holly bring up his dad and not to mention his mother, too, considering it was just him and his folks in his family.
"You don't talk about my dad! Nor my mother! You don't deserve to know crap about me or my family, sleaze!"
"Why would you want to call me that, Jazz? I actually have feelings for you...you're a super hot boy, right? Well...I want to be yours...and I'm used to getting everything I want..."
That really gave it away that Holly was some Soc, who was spoiled to the point in beliving that she could have anything, any time, any day. Jazz was actually more scared then angry, to be honest, but he knew he couldn't stay upset towards this girl on the phone.
"You know what, Holly? I don't know who you are...and I already dislike you. I'm never going to be yours. I already belong to this other girl,"
"...She wouldn't happen to be the tan girl with brunette braided hair and wearing the silky lime-green and purple zebra striped pajamas, along with her rainbow socks, is it?"
Jazz tensed up with a sudden cold chill that ran through his whole body. His eyes were now huge, and his heart was racing like a wild and crazy horse that wouldn't stop bucking one bit. The twelve-year-old boy took a single look over his shoulder to see Cassidy, she still fixing sundaes with Ponyboy, and Soda filling up the final big bowl with the last bag of popcorn that had just finished popping. Two-bit was just remaining in the arch doorway. No surprise there.
Jazz's eyes remained big as he slowly looked back around in front of him.
"I'm not saying that she's the one...but how'd you know what she looked like and everything?"
"Maybe that's because I know where you live, along with your precious friends, the Greasers,"
"Alright, if you don't stick out I'm going to call the cops on your butt!"
However, Jazz knew he couldn't do that, because if he did, Ponyboy and Soda could've been taken away to a boys home so fast that it would make their heads spin. Nevertheless, it was always a good enough threat to use on someone with the fuzz.
"Relax, Jazz...I'm not going to stalk you or anything like that. I was just so happening to take a walk around and I stumbled upon the house that you're in right now,"
Why would a Soc be that far into the Greasers territory?
"Well leave! Or I'll call the police!"
"Alright, alright, Jazz...I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said any of that. I agree that I should be home right now, but you're just so cute that I couldn't resist to call..."
"Where'd you even get this number?"
"I can't tell you that because I swore not to. I just really want to be your girlfriend,"
Jazz rolled his eyes, which were now filled with some anger again, but he sure was more nervous and a little scared over that.
"Well I'm off the market. I belong to someone else, so you better leave and never come back to this house or I'll get the fuzz on the other line so fast that you won't have enough time to take one single breath in before getting your butt dragged into the back of their police car,"
"I will leave...but I'll always love you, and I'll make sure we'll end up together one day, Jazz,"
"Never going to happen, Holly!"
"Are you sure 'bout that?"
"Positive!"
Jazz was now speaking through his clenched teeth.
"Oh, right. Sure. Well, I'll be leaving now back to my house...brunette head,"
Jazz's eyes slightly grew big again and his teeth were no longer clenched. He was now completely terrified.
"I'm hanging up now!"
"But, Ja-"
Nevertheless, Jazz quickly took the phone down from his ear and clicked off before Holly could finish up what she wanted to say. He bit down on his thumb nail as he settled the phone back down on the table, taking a few seconds to think everything through on what just happened.
At that moment, Cassidy, Soda, Ponyboy, and Two-bit focused their attention on him, realizing that he was now cautiously looking out the window, one of the drapes now opened for him to see out front in the yard and on the porch. Nobody was out there, though.
Pony, Sodapop, Two-bit, and Carla exchanged confused expressions for a couple of seconds, then gazed back at Jazz.
"You okay, Jazz?" Two-bit asked
"...Yeah, I'm fine," Jazz answered as he took in and released a soft, deep breath after speaking, then closed the drape all the way again, so you could no longer see out the window.
"What did this girl want?" Cassidy asked, hiding her angry tone and keeping it inside of her very well, but she truly wanted to use it. She didn't like that some random girl was just so happening to call the Curtis's house to talk to Jazz.
"Huh? Oh, she wanted nothing...she was just calling to see how everything was going. Her name was Holly,"
Cassidy crossed her arms over her chest and started taking in and letting out deep, angry, but soft breaths through her nose, her eyes glimmering with pure anger at the floor as she told herself over and over again in her head, "Holly is a fat girls name."
Obviously, that wasn't true. Nobody in the entire world was fat. God made everyone the way they were with their looks for a reason, but he didn't come up with their personality or things like that. But why does Cassidy seem so ticked over Holly? If Jazz admitted to the gang what Holly was just saying to him, she'd totally go off like an angry bomb, but Jazz just couldn't bear with telling the gang. If he did, they would all be nervous and properly scared over what Holly just spoke about, and not to mention the fact that she was some Soc, and if they called the cops, Ponyboy and Soda could've been taken away.
"Holly? Well that sounds nice. She's kind, isn't she?" Soda asked
"A bit too kind," Jazz mumbled under his breath, but since he didn't want to lie to his best and only friends with words, he only nodded his head.
Two-bit smiled one of his big, goofy grins and shrugged. "Well, we should get this horror movie part of our usual Friday Greasers movie marathon started!" he cheered
Ponyboy, Sodapop, and even Cassidy cheered in, Jazz joining a bit, too, but he was just so nervous that he didn't know what to think and/or say. Good thing they were watching movies. That meant nobody would be talking much.
Jazz followed Cassidy, Pony, Soda, and Two-bit into the living room, helping the four of them pass out their favorite sundaes and pops to the rest of the gang, who was now seating comfortably where they wanted to be during the marathon, except Darry, who was looking through the many horror movies to see which two the gang could debate on to watch first.
Jazz sat next to Cassidy on the opposite end of the couch that Kitty wasn't sitting on.
Forget watching horror movies. Jazz thought to himself that he was technically living in one at that moment, and he couldn't get out of it until the next morning.
AN: Dun, dun, duuuunnn! Who's this Holly Soc? Will she call anymore? What'll happen more during the Greasers movie marathon? Will Jazz tell the gang about Holly sooner or later? Why does Cassidy seem so ticked off over this Holly girl? What horror movie will the Greasers watch first? Find out these questions and many more in more chapters that are coming soon! Read yawl in the next chapter! :D :D :D :D