Hello everyone, this is my second fic and I've written others, but they
haven't really been popular, so I hope you'll enjoy this one. JOHNNY AND
DALLY ARE ALIVE!!! ^_^! Read on! (
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Who Says Girls Aren't Tough?
I walked calmly down the hallway, ignoring the fact that some of the people I passed, were murmuring and looking my way as I walked by. No doubt they were all saying some humorous comment about what I was wearing at the moment. I was wearing baggy pants that dragged on the ground and nearly hid my old, worn out shoes. My shirt was long and had a few holes in it, but I didn't care, as long as I had something to cover my body. What really bothered me was what the other girls were wearing. Tiny shirts and short skirts? They might as well go to school in their underwear. I looked at my schedule once more to see if I was getting any closer to my classroom.
"Hey, kid. You lost or something?" I brushed a strand of red hair out of my face to see who had spoken to me. A tough looking guy about my age. Smelled of cigarette smoke. Sideburns.
"Uh.Yeah." I answered, "Do you know where room 309 is?"
"Yep, I'm heading there anyways, so you can walk with me." He said. "New here, huh? I'm Keith Matthews-but you can call me Two-bit." I watched as his eyes lingered on my old, worn out, and odd clothing.
"I'm Jennessa Carson. I just moved here last week." It was sort of awkward when he held out his hand. I wasn't used to handshakes, so I kind of grasped his hand and let go. We finally got to room 309 two minutes before the bell rang. Some rich-looking kids that were sitting next to me kept making remarks about me, and laughing.
"What do you think you're doing? Taking my style of clothes, and now taking my seat? What else of mine are you going to take?"
I looked up to see that a short girl with very short, nappy black hair was looking down at me with a smirk on her face. She did have clothes like mine except they revealed more. She had an attitude like she owned the place, and I didn't like that.
"What was that you said?" I said casually, shifting in my chair to face her. Everyone was watching, and Two-bit was looking at me and wondering if he should step in.
"I told you, bitch with a hearing problem, you took my kind of clothes, now my seat! What else are you planning on stealing?"
Hell, no. She did not just call me a bitch.
"I'll steal your man if you're not careful!" I said, and turned back to the front of the room. Several people were snickering at what I had said, but I showed no hint of a smile on my face. Just then the teacher walked in and told the nappy-haired girl to sit down. I sat through the class and, just like every school day, got bored listening to the teacher ramble on about the Chinese dynasties.
(Two-bit's POV)
I caught up with Jennessa before lunch. She seemed pretty tough for a girl. That was rarely seen around here, since most of the girls wore short skirts and skimpy tops. When I asked her if she wanted to go somewhere for lunch she immediately said yes and literally dragged me to the parking lot. Ponyboy, Johnny, and Sodapop were hanging out there. "Hey, Two-bit. Who's the long haired guy with you?" Sodapop said.
"I'm a GIRL." Jennessa said, eyes flashing.
"Oh..."
" Guys, this is Jennessa Carson. Jennessa, this is Ponyboy, Johnny, and Sodapop." They all said "Hi" when they were introduced. Sodapop decided to start bombing her with stupid questions.
"Where are you from?"
"San Antonio, Texas."
"Do you have a boyfriend?"
"No."
"What are you thinking?"
"I'm thinking you should stop asking me all these questions and let's go somewhere. Feed me. I'm hungry." She said, looking bored.
"I don't know about the feeding part, but OK." I said, grinning. We all got into my car and drove to a Wendy's. We walked in and ate a quick lunch. Jennessa almost got us kicked out, because she was throwing French fries at Sodapop for calling her a guy again. We walked out to the back for a while afterwards.
"Want a smoke?" Johnny said, holding out some cigarettes. We all took one except Jennessa, who shook her head.
"Well look what we've got here.a couple of greasers." a voice said. We turned to see Dallas Winston grinning at us.
(Dally's POV)
I had snuck up on them behind the Wendy's. Two-bit, Johnnycake, Pony, and Soda. They had someone else with them, too. Some guy with long hair. I froze. What did Ponyboy call him??? It sounded like "Jennifer". Then he spoke. "Shit, he's a girl!!" I thought, "Er.she." Then I decided to play a trick on them.
"Well look what we've got here.a couple of greasers." I said, imitating a Soc voice. All of them had nervous looks on their faces and they slowly looked my direction. I grinned at their faces.
"Dally!! I almost took a piss in my pants!! I thought you were a Soc!" Johnny said. I laughed. The looks on their faces were so HILARIOUS!
"Who's this nutcase?" the girl said. She was looking at me with a raised eyebrow. "I'm Dally Winston." She nodded "Jennessa Carson." I nodded in return. She looked like a tomboy from the way she dressed, and not exactly friendly. In fact.she reminded me of a female.me.
To Be Continued
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Who Says Girls Aren't Tough?
I walked calmly down the hallway, ignoring the fact that some of the people I passed, were murmuring and looking my way as I walked by. No doubt they were all saying some humorous comment about what I was wearing at the moment. I was wearing baggy pants that dragged on the ground and nearly hid my old, worn out shoes. My shirt was long and had a few holes in it, but I didn't care, as long as I had something to cover my body. What really bothered me was what the other girls were wearing. Tiny shirts and short skirts? They might as well go to school in their underwear. I looked at my schedule once more to see if I was getting any closer to my classroom.
"Hey, kid. You lost or something?" I brushed a strand of red hair out of my face to see who had spoken to me. A tough looking guy about my age. Smelled of cigarette smoke. Sideburns.
"Uh.Yeah." I answered, "Do you know where room 309 is?"
"Yep, I'm heading there anyways, so you can walk with me." He said. "New here, huh? I'm Keith Matthews-but you can call me Two-bit." I watched as his eyes lingered on my old, worn out, and odd clothing.
"I'm Jennessa Carson. I just moved here last week." It was sort of awkward when he held out his hand. I wasn't used to handshakes, so I kind of grasped his hand and let go. We finally got to room 309 two minutes before the bell rang. Some rich-looking kids that were sitting next to me kept making remarks about me, and laughing.
"What do you think you're doing? Taking my style of clothes, and now taking my seat? What else of mine are you going to take?"
I looked up to see that a short girl with very short, nappy black hair was looking down at me with a smirk on her face. She did have clothes like mine except they revealed more. She had an attitude like she owned the place, and I didn't like that.
"What was that you said?" I said casually, shifting in my chair to face her. Everyone was watching, and Two-bit was looking at me and wondering if he should step in.
"I told you, bitch with a hearing problem, you took my kind of clothes, now my seat! What else are you planning on stealing?"
Hell, no. She did not just call me a bitch.
"I'll steal your man if you're not careful!" I said, and turned back to the front of the room. Several people were snickering at what I had said, but I showed no hint of a smile on my face. Just then the teacher walked in and told the nappy-haired girl to sit down. I sat through the class and, just like every school day, got bored listening to the teacher ramble on about the Chinese dynasties.
(Two-bit's POV)
I caught up with Jennessa before lunch. She seemed pretty tough for a girl. That was rarely seen around here, since most of the girls wore short skirts and skimpy tops. When I asked her if she wanted to go somewhere for lunch she immediately said yes and literally dragged me to the parking lot. Ponyboy, Johnny, and Sodapop were hanging out there. "Hey, Two-bit. Who's the long haired guy with you?" Sodapop said.
"I'm a GIRL." Jennessa said, eyes flashing.
"Oh..."
" Guys, this is Jennessa Carson. Jennessa, this is Ponyboy, Johnny, and Sodapop." They all said "Hi" when they were introduced. Sodapop decided to start bombing her with stupid questions.
"Where are you from?"
"San Antonio, Texas."
"Do you have a boyfriend?"
"No."
"What are you thinking?"
"I'm thinking you should stop asking me all these questions and let's go somewhere. Feed me. I'm hungry." She said, looking bored.
"I don't know about the feeding part, but OK." I said, grinning. We all got into my car and drove to a Wendy's. We walked in and ate a quick lunch. Jennessa almost got us kicked out, because she was throwing French fries at Sodapop for calling her a guy again. We walked out to the back for a while afterwards.
"Want a smoke?" Johnny said, holding out some cigarettes. We all took one except Jennessa, who shook her head.
"Well look what we've got here.a couple of greasers." a voice said. We turned to see Dallas Winston grinning at us.
(Dally's POV)
I had snuck up on them behind the Wendy's. Two-bit, Johnnycake, Pony, and Soda. They had someone else with them, too. Some guy with long hair. I froze. What did Ponyboy call him??? It sounded like "Jennifer". Then he spoke. "Shit, he's a girl!!" I thought, "Er.she." Then I decided to play a trick on them.
"Well look what we've got here.a couple of greasers." I said, imitating a Soc voice. All of them had nervous looks on their faces and they slowly looked my direction. I grinned at their faces.
"Dally!! I almost took a piss in my pants!! I thought you were a Soc!" Johnny said. I laughed. The looks on their faces were so HILARIOUS!
"Who's this nutcase?" the girl said. She was looking at me with a raised eyebrow. "I'm Dally Winston." She nodded "Jennessa Carson." I nodded in return. She looked like a tomboy from the way she dressed, and not exactly friendly. In fact.she reminded me of a female.me.
To Be Continued
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So.How was it?? I'll write more, but right now it's 5:46am and I need some rest. PLEASE REVIEW!! PLEEEEEASE!! I love getting reviews!! Won't post more 'til I get those reviews! ^_^ !!!
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