Darry had finally finished the mountain of dishes in the kitchen at ten
o'clock that evening. Just as he was about to sit down the phone rang. He
sighed and picked it up.
"Hello?" "Darry?" Soda asked. "Hey, what's up, little buddy? Everything all- right?" "Not exactly." Soda said. "Will you come bail me out of jail?"
"What?!" Darry asked surprised. "Sodapop, what happened?" Darry demanded. "I'll explain when you get down here. I gotta get off the phone now." "All- right." Darry said. "Bye."
Darry slammed the phone down on the receiver. "Pony," Darry called. "I'll be back in a few minutes." "Were are you going?" Ponyboy asked, coming out of his room, still staring at his book. "I havta go bail our insane brother out of jail."
Ponyboy looked up. "He's in jail?" "Apparently." Darry said grabbing his jacket and heading out the door. "I wanna come!" Pony called and rushed back into his room to find his shoes. He grabbed them and ran back out into the living room to an impatient Darry. They walked out the door to get in the truck and then Darry remembered something. Apparently Ponyboy had noticed too.
"Uh, Dar? How we gonna get there?" Darry sighed. Soda off course, as he always did now, had the truck. "We ought to buy another car soon." Pony said. "You know, it won't be that long before I'll be driving." "We can't afford another car." Darry said exasperated and walked back into the house.
"Were you going?" Pony yelled after him.
"To call a cab. Put your shoes on!" Darry said from the living room.
Ponyboy hoped back up onto the porch and put his shoes on while Darry called. He came out a few minutes later and threw a jacket at Ponyboy. "Put that on. It's cold out."
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Soda sat in the jail cell waiting impatiently. He hoped Darry would get there soon. He wasn't exactly having a good time. He'd been arrested before and this time wasn't any better than the last. He didn't exactly know how Darry would get there though if he didn't have the truck. And what was Samantha gonna do? The police had given her a ride but the last time he saw her was when he was escorted into the police station. He hoped they had taken her home.
He had to wait for what seemed to be hours before one of the guards finally came back and opened the cell.
He was taken out to the entrance of the police station were both Darry and Ponyboy were waiting. They all walked out without saying anything.
"Where's the truck?" Soda spoke when they began to walk down the sidewalk towards the cab that Ponyboy and Darry had taken there.
"Apparently it got pounded." Darry said. "We havta go pick it up."
"Oh." Soda said.
They took the cab and went to pick up there truck and then drove home. "Are you mad, Darry?" Soda asked once they'd gotten into their own car. "Not yet." Darry said. "Why don't you tell me what happened and then I'll decide whether or not I'm gonna get mad?" Soda could tell by the tone of Darry's voice that he wasn't very happy.
"It really wasn't my fault ,Darry, really." Soda said.
"Well, what happened?" Darry asked.
Soda took a breath and began "I took her to the Nightly Double and we went over to get some popcorn and this guy started bugging us. I got into a fight with him, got kicked out of the place, start driving down the street, and then he and a bunch of his friends started chasing us down the road. I try and loose them but I can't, so I got onto the freeway and I was driving a little bit all over the place and the police pulled me over." Soda said this all very quickly and then continued when Darry didn't respond.
"Anyways, I get ticked off because they supposedly didn't see that other car chasing us and I gave the officer some attitude and he got all hacked off about it. Then when he gave me the ticket I got real upset about how much it was and, well, you know." Soda said. Darry sighed. "He made a bigger deal out of it than he needed to." Soda said hoping that his brother would understand.
"Well, I'm glad you didn't crash or anything." Darry said. "I'd much rather have the police station call me than the hospital." Soda smiled, thankful that Darry wasn't mad. "But you're helping me pay for that ticket." Darry said. "It's not really your fault but it's not my fault either and I don't exactly have a hundred dollars to spare. You dig?" Soda nodded thinking that they must've given Darry the ticket so he knew how much it was. "Not to mention it cost me another fifty to bail you out of jail for being a smart ass." Darry said sternly but couldn't help smiling.
Pony laughed. He thought this whole situation was pretty funny. "Oh, be quiet." Soda reached back and tickled Ponyboy making him laugh harder.
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The first thing Soda did when they got home was call Samantha and make sure she'd gotten home ok.
"Hello?" She answered. "Hi, it's Soda." He said. "Oh, Sodapop!" She said and sounded happy to hear from him. "Are you all-right?"
"Yeah. I'm fine." Soda said. "I was just calling to make sure you got home ok." "Yeah, the police gave me a ride." She said. "I was gonna bail you out but they said you'd called your brothers already."
"Yeah." Soda said. "They picked me up a few minutes ago. I'm really sorry that happened, Samantha." "No, it's fine." She said. "I have to go but I'm glad your all-right." Samantha said "Ok, thanks." He said. They said goodbye and he hung up. Soda lied down on his bed and fell asleep. What a night.
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"Hello?" "Darry?" Soda asked. "Hey, what's up, little buddy? Everything all- right?" "Not exactly." Soda said. "Will you come bail me out of jail?"
"What?!" Darry asked surprised. "Sodapop, what happened?" Darry demanded. "I'll explain when you get down here. I gotta get off the phone now." "All- right." Darry said. "Bye."
Darry slammed the phone down on the receiver. "Pony," Darry called. "I'll be back in a few minutes." "Were are you going?" Ponyboy asked, coming out of his room, still staring at his book. "I havta go bail our insane brother out of jail."
Ponyboy looked up. "He's in jail?" "Apparently." Darry said grabbing his jacket and heading out the door. "I wanna come!" Pony called and rushed back into his room to find his shoes. He grabbed them and ran back out into the living room to an impatient Darry. They walked out the door to get in the truck and then Darry remembered something. Apparently Ponyboy had noticed too.
"Uh, Dar? How we gonna get there?" Darry sighed. Soda off course, as he always did now, had the truck. "We ought to buy another car soon." Pony said. "You know, it won't be that long before I'll be driving." "We can't afford another car." Darry said exasperated and walked back into the house.
"Were you going?" Pony yelled after him.
"To call a cab. Put your shoes on!" Darry said from the living room.
Ponyboy hoped back up onto the porch and put his shoes on while Darry called. He came out a few minutes later and threw a jacket at Ponyboy. "Put that on. It's cold out."
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Soda sat in the jail cell waiting impatiently. He hoped Darry would get there soon. He wasn't exactly having a good time. He'd been arrested before and this time wasn't any better than the last. He didn't exactly know how Darry would get there though if he didn't have the truck. And what was Samantha gonna do? The police had given her a ride but the last time he saw her was when he was escorted into the police station. He hoped they had taken her home.
He had to wait for what seemed to be hours before one of the guards finally came back and opened the cell.
He was taken out to the entrance of the police station were both Darry and Ponyboy were waiting. They all walked out without saying anything.
"Where's the truck?" Soda spoke when they began to walk down the sidewalk towards the cab that Ponyboy and Darry had taken there.
"Apparently it got pounded." Darry said. "We havta go pick it up."
"Oh." Soda said.
They took the cab and went to pick up there truck and then drove home. "Are you mad, Darry?" Soda asked once they'd gotten into their own car. "Not yet." Darry said. "Why don't you tell me what happened and then I'll decide whether or not I'm gonna get mad?" Soda could tell by the tone of Darry's voice that he wasn't very happy.
"It really wasn't my fault ,Darry, really." Soda said.
"Well, what happened?" Darry asked.
Soda took a breath and began "I took her to the Nightly Double and we went over to get some popcorn and this guy started bugging us. I got into a fight with him, got kicked out of the place, start driving down the street, and then he and a bunch of his friends started chasing us down the road. I try and loose them but I can't, so I got onto the freeway and I was driving a little bit all over the place and the police pulled me over." Soda said this all very quickly and then continued when Darry didn't respond.
"Anyways, I get ticked off because they supposedly didn't see that other car chasing us and I gave the officer some attitude and he got all hacked off about it. Then when he gave me the ticket I got real upset about how much it was and, well, you know." Soda said. Darry sighed. "He made a bigger deal out of it than he needed to." Soda said hoping that his brother would understand.
"Well, I'm glad you didn't crash or anything." Darry said. "I'd much rather have the police station call me than the hospital." Soda smiled, thankful that Darry wasn't mad. "But you're helping me pay for that ticket." Darry said. "It's not really your fault but it's not my fault either and I don't exactly have a hundred dollars to spare. You dig?" Soda nodded thinking that they must've given Darry the ticket so he knew how much it was. "Not to mention it cost me another fifty to bail you out of jail for being a smart ass." Darry said sternly but couldn't help smiling.
Pony laughed. He thought this whole situation was pretty funny. "Oh, be quiet." Soda reached back and tickled Ponyboy making him laugh harder.
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The first thing Soda did when they got home was call Samantha and make sure she'd gotten home ok.
"Hello?" She answered. "Hi, it's Soda." He said. "Oh, Sodapop!" She said and sounded happy to hear from him. "Are you all-right?"
"Yeah. I'm fine." Soda said. "I was just calling to make sure you got home ok." "Yeah, the police gave me a ride." She said. "I was gonna bail you out but they said you'd called your brothers already."
"Yeah." Soda said. "They picked me up a few minutes ago. I'm really sorry that happened, Samantha." "No, it's fine." She said. "I have to go but I'm glad your all-right." Samantha said "Ok, thanks." He said. They said goodbye and he hung up. Soda lied down on his bed and fell asleep. What a night.
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