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Who Says Girls Aren't Tough? (Jennessa's POV)
When school let out, Two-bit and the others offered a ride home. I said sure. I needed a few friends around here.
"Do you have any cool hobbies, Jenn?" Ponyboy said.
"Well.I have a couple maybe. Don't call me Jenn. Call me Jenna or something." "What about Nessie?" Johnny suggested. We all looked at him.
"A sea monster." I stated, "Well I didn't know I was THAT mean!" Everyone laughed at my remark. Just then we passed a guy playing the guitar. I sighed and looked away. The music just brought too many painful memories. I looked around for a moment, then up to the front of the car to have a glance at Two-bit, who looked more concentrated than I've ever seen him so far. I would too if I was driving, but still.this is Two-bit we're talking about. Just then, I looked up at the rearview mirror and saw that Dally, sitting in the front with Two-bit, was staring at me. It must have been a trance-like stare, because he wasn't blinking. I raised an eyebrow and made faces to see if he noticed. Then he gasped a bit and looked away. I stopped making faces and saw that Sodapop, Johnny, and Ponyboy were looking at me weird.
"What?"
They turned their heads as we parked outside a house with a rusty fence. They soon introduced me to Darry and Steve, who were playing cards. They also mistook me for a guy. After that was a very uncomfortable silence. I decided to fill it in. "What else do you guys do for fun around here?" "Sit around, play cards, arm wrestle, watch Mickey Mouse-" "Mickey Mouse??" They all looked like they were gonna jump me if I said anything bad about it, so instead I said "I don't watch television very much.but that sounds.tuff." Two-bit grinned. "Mickey Mouse is very tuff." "What do you do?" Ponyboy asked.
Oh no. The moment of truth.
"Well.I just.walk around town." I said. They looked at me funny. "What else?" "I.used to play guitar," I said "and sing." I knew what would come next- "Used to?" Darry said. Dang it, Darry! "As in not anymore.and I don't wanna talk about it." There was another uncomfortable silence.
Jennessa, if you want them as your friends you have to trust them! You'll have to talk to someone about it!
I don't want to! Why can't I just let it go?
Oh, shit! Now I'm talking to myself!
I snapped back to life and noticed everyone was sort of standing around and staring at me.
"Am I such a vision of loveliness that you can't take your eyes off me? Am I that irresistible?" I said. They all laughed and started doing normal stuff like playing cards or watching television. I sat down on the couch by Johnny and watched Mickey Mouse. I noticed he kept looking at me. I raised my eyebrows as to say "What?" He jumped a little. "Oh, um.I was wondering how you'd look like without your clothes." "OH!!" I said jumping up from the couch. Everyone had stopped what they were doing. Dallas and Soda were laughing a little. "No, not like that!!! I meant.in.less baggier.newer clothes." Johnny said, looking at my old sneakers. I could tell he didn't want to offend me about my clothes. "Oh." I said and sat back on the couch. Dally and Soda were still looking at me. "Oh, stop it, you perverts!" I said jokingly and they laughed and went back to what they were doing. I left Johnny and Ponyboy to watch Mickey Mouse while I went over to the rest of the gang, who were playing cards.
"Have you ever played BS?" I asked. "Bullshit." Dally replied. "Oh." "I meant we call it Bullshit over here." I nodded. Everyone looked bored. Sodapop even sounded exasperated as he called out a card on accident. I was very bored and decided to do something. "Bullshit stinks like hell. Have you ever been in a barn? Man, it reeks!" They all were looking at me now. Dally was trying not to smile. "And did you know that in some countries they eat bullshit straight from the cow's ass?" Then came the shouts of disgust and laughter from the guys. I couldn't help but laugh this time. Then I heard a familiar strumming of a guitar. I looked outside to see the same guy from earlier walking past and playing his guitar. I sighed and watched him pass. Then something came over me. I wanted to play and sing again.
(Sodapop's POV)
I was headed to Jennabell's house (Jennessa's new nickname). The rest of the gang would already be there, since no one was at my house. As I was approaching the house, I heard the strumming of a guitar. I walked in and saw Jennabell strumming a guitar. None of the gang was here. She looked up and put down the guitar quickly. "Damn, Sodapop! Don't you ever knock?" She said and looked at her guitar blushing. I noticed something different about her. She was wearing regular, non-baggy jeans and one of those button-up shirts that tie at the bottom. "Whoa. What did you do with Jennabell?" I said, grinning. "You were supposed to knock-" "WHOA! Who's that?" Dally came into the room, followed by Johnny, Ponyboy, and Two-bit. They all looked shocked at Jennessa. "You don't ever knock, do you?" she said. We shook our heads. "C'mon, play something for us. Please??" I pleaded. She shook her head. "Let's go for a walk." We all said ok, and went outside. It was getting dark. We were headed towards one of our usual places. Then all of a sudden a Soc car came bumping along the curb next to us. They must have been drunk. Four Socs got out. We tensed up. Those damn Socs were always picking fights.
"A couple of greasers and their down ass bitch." One said. They laughed stupidly. "A couple of bastard Socs who are most likely gonna get the shit knocked outta them by the greasers and their down ass bitch. Hehehehehe." Jennessa said. The guy tried to swing a punch at her but she blocked it with her hand and kicked him in the.uh.oh what the heck: nuts!! As he was rolling in pain the rest of us started beating the tar out of those Socs. Soon they chickened out and drove off in their car. Then a rock shattered their back windshield and they sped away as fast as they could. We all looked to see who threw the rock. Jennessa.
"Man, they got on my nerves!" She said. Then she noticed us looking at her. She gestured forward. "Shall we?" and started walking. We slowly followed her. "What normally goes on at Dingo's?" She asked. "Oh, a few drunks here and there.bad singers.boring music." Two-bit said. Then he said something in a whisper that sounded like "mu-u-usic!" I nudged him. When we arrived there was a karaoke contest going on. Jennessa's eyes lit up. "Want to sign up to go next?" I said. She nodded her head frantically like a little kid. She went to sign up by the stage. "Hyper ain't she?" Ponyboy said. We sat down and watched the group that was onstage. The girl had an ear-busting shrieky voice and the guy was barely heard. What ever that song was about, we didn't know. When they finally finished (Dallas unplugged his ears), They announced Jennessa onto the stage. She brought a guitar onstage with her, and I wondered where she got it. All of a sudden, she started strumming and I stopped worrying about anything. Then she started singing a soft, sweet note and I was pulled into a trance. I listened to the story the song told. It was about a girl that was born into a very poor family. Her dad ran off when she was a baby, and when she was barely twelve her mother turned her out onto the streets with what was left of their money. She was turned rough by being raised in the streets. I listened to the chorus.
"This is a story of, the story of a girl. She cried an ocean, and drowned the whole world. This is the story.of a girl. A story of.me."
The song ended with a few strums of the guitar. There was silence for a moment while everyone broke out of his or her trance. Then came the loudest applause I have heard in my life. She met us at our table and sat down blushing. "So that was sort of your life story?" Ponyboy said, who was absent- mindedly still clapping. Dally took Pony's hands and smacked them together so he would stop. "Yeah, you can call it that." Jennessa answered. She looked up at the stage to watch the next person. Light shone in her eyes and I noticed for the first time that her eyes were a dazzling emerald green.
To Be Continued
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Who Says Girls Aren't Tough? (Jennessa's POV)
When school let out, Two-bit and the others offered a ride home. I said sure. I needed a few friends around here.
"Do you have any cool hobbies, Jenn?" Ponyboy said.
"Well.I have a couple maybe. Don't call me Jenn. Call me Jenna or something." "What about Nessie?" Johnny suggested. We all looked at him.
"A sea monster." I stated, "Well I didn't know I was THAT mean!" Everyone laughed at my remark. Just then we passed a guy playing the guitar. I sighed and looked away. The music just brought too many painful memories. I looked around for a moment, then up to the front of the car to have a glance at Two-bit, who looked more concentrated than I've ever seen him so far. I would too if I was driving, but still.this is Two-bit we're talking about. Just then, I looked up at the rearview mirror and saw that Dally, sitting in the front with Two-bit, was staring at me. It must have been a trance-like stare, because he wasn't blinking. I raised an eyebrow and made faces to see if he noticed. Then he gasped a bit and looked away. I stopped making faces and saw that Sodapop, Johnny, and Ponyboy were looking at me weird.
"What?"
They turned their heads as we parked outside a house with a rusty fence. They soon introduced me to Darry and Steve, who were playing cards. They also mistook me for a guy. After that was a very uncomfortable silence. I decided to fill it in. "What else do you guys do for fun around here?" "Sit around, play cards, arm wrestle, watch Mickey Mouse-" "Mickey Mouse??" They all looked like they were gonna jump me if I said anything bad about it, so instead I said "I don't watch television very much.but that sounds.tuff." Two-bit grinned. "Mickey Mouse is very tuff." "What do you do?" Ponyboy asked.
Oh no. The moment of truth.
"Well.I just.walk around town." I said. They looked at me funny. "What else?" "I.used to play guitar," I said "and sing." I knew what would come next- "Used to?" Darry said. Dang it, Darry! "As in not anymore.and I don't wanna talk about it." There was another uncomfortable silence.
Jennessa, if you want them as your friends you have to trust them! You'll have to talk to someone about it!
I don't want to! Why can't I just let it go?
Oh, shit! Now I'm talking to myself!
I snapped back to life and noticed everyone was sort of standing around and staring at me.
"Am I such a vision of loveliness that you can't take your eyes off me? Am I that irresistible?" I said. They all laughed and started doing normal stuff like playing cards or watching television. I sat down on the couch by Johnny and watched Mickey Mouse. I noticed he kept looking at me. I raised my eyebrows as to say "What?" He jumped a little. "Oh, um.I was wondering how you'd look like without your clothes." "OH!!" I said jumping up from the couch. Everyone had stopped what they were doing. Dallas and Soda were laughing a little. "No, not like that!!! I meant.in.less baggier.newer clothes." Johnny said, looking at my old sneakers. I could tell he didn't want to offend me about my clothes. "Oh." I said and sat back on the couch. Dally and Soda were still looking at me. "Oh, stop it, you perverts!" I said jokingly and they laughed and went back to what they were doing. I left Johnny and Ponyboy to watch Mickey Mouse while I went over to the rest of the gang, who were playing cards.
"Have you ever played BS?" I asked. "Bullshit." Dally replied. "Oh." "I meant we call it Bullshit over here." I nodded. Everyone looked bored. Sodapop even sounded exasperated as he called out a card on accident. I was very bored and decided to do something. "Bullshit stinks like hell. Have you ever been in a barn? Man, it reeks!" They all were looking at me now. Dally was trying not to smile. "And did you know that in some countries they eat bullshit straight from the cow's ass?" Then came the shouts of disgust and laughter from the guys. I couldn't help but laugh this time. Then I heard a familiar strumming of a guitar. I looked outside to see the same guy from earlier walking past and playing his guitar. I sighed and watched him pass. Then something came over me. I wanted to play and sing again.
(Sodapop's POV)
I was headed to Jennabell's house (Jennessa's new nickname). The rest of the gang would already be there, since no one was at my house. As I was approaching the house, I heard the strumming of a guitar. I walked in and saw Jennabell strumming a guitar. None of the gang was here. She looked up and put down the guitar quickly. "Damn, Sodapop! Don't you ever knock?" She said and looked at her guitar blushing. I noticed something different about her. She was wearing regular, non-baggy jeans and one of those button-up shirts that tie at the bottom. "Whoa. What did you do with Jennabell?" I said, grinning. "You were supposed to knock-" "WHOA! Who's that?" Dally came into the room, followed by Johnny, Ponyboy, and Two-bit. They all looked shocked at Jennessa. "You don't ever knock, do you?" she said. We shook our heads. "C'mon, play something for us. Please??" I pleaded. She shook her head. "Let's go for a walk." We all said ok, and went outside. It was getting dark. We were headed towards one of our usual places. Then all of a sudden a Soc car came bumping along the curb next to us. They must have been drunk. Four Socs got out. We tensed up. Those damn Socs were always picking fights.
"A couple of greasers and their down ass bitch." One said. They laughed stupidly. "A couple of bastard Socs who are most likely gonna get the shit knocked outta them by the greasers and their down ass bitch. Hehehehehe." Jennessa said. The guy tried to swing a punch at her but she blocked it with her hand and kicked him in the.uh.oh what the heck: nuts!! As he was rolling in pain the rest of us started beating the tar out of those Socs. Soon they chickened out and drove off in their car. Then a rock shattered their back windshield and they sped away as fast as they could. We all looked to see who threw the rock. Jennessa.
"Man, they got on my nerves!" She said. Then she noticed us looking at her. She gestured forward. "Shall we?" and started walking. We slowly followed her. "What normally goes on at Dingo's?" She asked. "Oh, a few drunks here and there.bad singers.boring music." Two-bit said. Then he said something in a whisper that sounded like "mu-u-usic!" I nudged him. When we arrived there was a karaoke contest going on. Jennessa's eyes lit up. "Want to sign up to go next?" I said. She nodded her head frantically like a little kid. She went to sign up by the stage. "Hyper ain't she?" Ponyboy said. We sat down and watched the group that was onstage. The girl had an ear-busting shrieky voice and the guy was barely heard. What ever that song was about, we didn't know. When they finally finished (Dallas unplugged his ears), They announced Jennessa onto the stage. She brought a guitar onstage with her, and I wondered where she got it. All of a sudden, she started strumming and I stopped worrying about anything. Then she started singing a soft, sweet note and I was pulled into a trance. I listened to the story the song told. It was about a girl that was born into a very poor family. Her dad ran off when she was a baby, and when she was barely twelve her mother turned her out onto the streets with what was left of their money. She was turned rough by being raised in the streets. I listened to the chorus.
"This is a story of, the story of a girl. She cried an ocean, and drowned the whole world. This is the story.of a girl. A story of.me."
The song ended with a few strums of the guitar. There was silence for a moment while everyone broke out of his or her trance. Then came the loudest applause I have heard in my life. She met us at our table and sat down blushing. "So that was sort of your life story?" Ponyboy said, who was absent- mindedly still clapping. Dally took Pony's hands and smacked them together so he would stop. "Yeah, you can call it that." Jennessa answered. She looked up at the stage to watch the next person. Light shone in her eyes and I noticed for the first time that her eyes were a dazzling emerald green.
To Be Continued
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Ok, this is it for now.Lemme know whatcha think!! ^_^!!