Hey guys- thanks for the reviews. All in one day! And I didn't do anything
to Ponyboy… that happened in the story, remember? (Sorry for worrying you!
lol) Well, here's the next chapter, and this is where we start ignoring the
original story. This is MY story now…bwah ha ha! (I promise I won't do
anything bad to Ponyboy.) Please read and PLEASE review! It makes my day
all the brighter…
Kay sat up and rubbed her head. Even after passing out cold for a night, a hangover still lingered. She just barely remembered crashing at some guy's party… Buck's. Slowly, last night's events came crawling back into her head. Dally. Johnny. That blonde kid… Ponyboy? Oh yeah. The murder. Her stomach turned again as she thought of it. Maybe that's why she got drunk. Then, after several beers and too-loud music, she went to sleep in the back room that she and Dallas had started talking. Kay looked around. She bit her cheek and noticed with a startle that she wasn't in the back room at Buck's place. And she wasn't home. Where could she possibly be? How'd she get there? As if on cue, Dallas walked in.
"Hey, you're up. I'm gonna take you to my friend's house, I can't babysit you all day. You alright?"
"Just peachy. Where am I?" she said, half-comatose and still rubbing her head.
"My place. You gotta leave, I got places to go. You need a ride? I can take you to my buddy's house for a while if you don't wanna go home. You said last night you left the house to cool off."
"Yeah sure, as long as they aren't like Buck… ugh."
Dally laughed. It was a cold laugh, almost forced. He was glad no one else was home, he'd either get his head busted in for having a girl spend the night or be laughed at for not having and fun with her while she was drunk. He grabbed the keys and headed out the door, soon followed by Kay.
Dallas pulled up the Curtis' driveway. He saw Darry peek out through the blinds and rush out the door a second after. Dally raised his eyebrows and turned his head, pretending his didn't know a thing when Darry asked him if he'd seen Ponyboy.
"He ain't home?" Dally asked, playing stupid.
Kay got a confused look on her face. "Wasn't that kid we saw last night named Ponyboy?" she asked. Darry seemed to notice her for the first time. He walked right up close to Dally, with a look on his face that said "If you're lying you're gonna die."
"You seen Ponyboy, Dally?" Darry asked, voice low with a storm brewing in his cold eyes. Dally didn't look at him; he just stared blankly through the dusty windsheild, gripping the steering wheel.
Dally was quiet for a moment before answering. "Glory, I ain't seen him! Hey, can you watch this kid? She's new, maybe introduce her or somethin', I gotta go somewhere."
Kay hopped out of the car when Darry nodded. She recognized him as one of the workers that was fixing up the roof of the house next to hers. She ran a hand through her browish-red hair, and blinked at Darry. She stood there awkwardly for a second before introducing herself.
"Hi, the name's Karma. Kay for short. I, uh, just moved here…"
"Kay. My name's Darry. Sorry, wanna come inside or something? And maybe we can figure out where Pony is…" Darry said, and he said the last sentence quietly almost to himself. Without saying anymore, Kay followed him up the dark grey sidewalk and through the creaky front door to the Curtis residence.
Sodapop stepped into the hall. He cocked an eyebrow at Darry, then eye- balled the person next to him. New friend of Darry's, maybe? Darry wasted no time in introducing them, and after everyone-knew-everybody, Soda and Kay sat down at the little round kitchen table and Darry pulled some chocolate cake out of the fridge. Soda reached for a plate and a napkin, and the biggest piece of cake on the platter, but Darry sat silent and still with his elbows on the back of the chair. Kay didn't take any cake either.
"So, how come you were hangin' out with Dally? He's not usually such an easy person to get along with," Darry said slowly. Sodapop looked at Kay; this was news to him.
"Just met him. I guess we have a lot in common."
"Yeah? So what was up, did you guys see Ponyboy?" Soda asked.
"I though we did… little blonde kid? He was hanging around with a kid named Johnny. Was that them?" Kay said, just as confused as the next.
"Yeah, that sounds like them. Dally prolly knows where they are and just ain't tellin'," Darry said, worry crossing his hard face. "Wanna go out for a bite to eat?"
Soda and Kay nodded vigourously.
(A/N) Sorry this is such a boring chapter, but it's necessary for the plot. PLEASE review! ANY kind of review, as long as it's constructive. Much love. ~Me.
Kay sat up and rubbed her head. Even after passing out cold for a night, a hangover still lingered. She just barely remembered crashing at some guy's party… Buck's. Slowly, last night's events came crawling back into her head. Dally. Johnny. That blonde kid… Ponyboy? Oh yeah. The murder. Her stomach turned again as she thought of it. Maybe that's why she got drunk. Then, after several beers and too-loud music, she went to sleep in the back room that she and Dallas had started talking. Kay looked around. She bit her cheek and noticed with a startle that she wasn't in the back room at Buck's place. And she wasn't home. Where could she possibly be? How'd she get there? As if on cue, Dallas walked in.
"Hey, you're up. I'm gonna take you to my friend's house, I can't babysit you all day. You alright?"
"Just peachy. Where am I?" she said, half-comatose and still rubbing her head.
"My place. You gotta leave, I got places to go. You need a ride? I can take you to my buddy's house for a while if you don't wanna go home. You said last night you left the house to cool off."
"Yeah sure, as long as they aren't like Buck… ugh."
Dally laughed. It was a cold laugh, almost forced. He was glad no one else was home, he'd either get his head busted in for having a girl spend the night or be laughed at for not having and fun with her while she was drunk. He grabbed the keys and headed out the door, soon followed by Kay.
Dallas pulled up the Curtis' driveway. He saw Darry peek out through the blinds and rush out the door a second after. Dally raised his eyebrows and turned his head, pretending his didn't know a thing when Darry asked him if he'd seen Ponyboy.
"He ain't home?" Dally asked, playing stupid.
Kay got a confused look on her face. "Wasn't that kid we saw last night named Ponyboy?" she asked. Darry seemed to notice her for the first time. He walked right up close to Dally, with a look on his face that said "If you're lying you're gonna die."
"You seen Ponyboy, Dally?" Darry asked, voice low with a storm brewing in his cold eyes. Dally didn't look at him; he just stared blankly through the dusty windsheild, gripping the steering wheel.
Dally was quiet for a moment before answering. "Glory, I ain't seen him! Hey, can you watch this kid? She's new, maybe introduce her or somethin', I gotta go somewhere."
Kay hopped out of the car when Darry nodded. She recognized him as one of the workers that was fixing up the roof of the house next to hers. She ran a hand through her browish-red hair, and blinked at Darry. She stood there awkwardly for a second before introducing herself.
"Hi, the name's Karma. Kay for short. I, uh, just moved here…"
"Kay. My name's Darry. Sorry, wanna come inside or something? And maybe we can figure out where Pony is…" Darry said, and he said the last sentence quietly almost to himself. Without saying anymore, Kay followed him up the dark grey sidewalk and through the creaky front door to the Curtis residence.
Sodapop stepped into the hall. He cocked an eyebrow at Darry, then eye- balled the person next to him. New friend of Darry's, maybe? Darry wasted no time in introducing them, and after everyone-knew-everybody, Soda and Kay sat down at the little round kitchen table and Darry pulled some chocolate cake out of the fridge. Soda reached for a plate and a napkin, and the biggest piece of cake on the platter, but Darry sat silent and still with his elbows on the back of the chair. Kay didn't take any cake either.
"So, how come you were hangin' out with Dally? He's not usually such an easy person to get along with," Darry said slowly. Sodapop looked at Kay; this was news to him.
"Just met him. I guess we have a lot in common."
"Yeah? So what was up, did you guys see Ponyboy?" Soda asked.
"I though we did… little blonde kid? He was hanging around with a kid named Johnny. Was that them?" Kay said, just as confused as the next.
"Yeah, that sounds like them. Dally prolly knows where they are and just ain't tellin'," Darry said, worry crossing his hard face. "Wanna go out for a bite to eat?"
Soda and Kay nodded vigourously.
(A/N) Sorry this is such a boring chapter, but it's necessary for the plot. PLEASE review! ANY kind of review, as long as it's constructive. Much love. ~Me.