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A/N: Thanks to EVERYONE for reviewing that is the most reviews I have EVER received =D Well enjoy the story. Be warned this chapter is a lot more serious than the other ones! Gee Shadow.seeing pretty purple penguins is strange.LOL
Summary: Incara moves to Tulsa, she is classed a Soc but she likes a greaser.you know the usual!
Chapter eight (Pony)
I did not want to go to school the next day but I had to anyway, Darry didn't believe me when I said I was sick, he could see straight through me.
"Hey Pony, have you seen that Incara girl? Some greaser beat her up real bad apparently. Had heaps of bruises and cuts on her face" Kayla grinned, obviously enjoying it.
"Do you think it's funny when someone gets jumped?" I asked, irritated. Kayla seemed a little taken back.
"What's up with you?"
"Nothing, I just don't enjoy other people's pain as much as you"
"Well she is a Soc"
"A Soc who is like us but she has money" I felt sorry for Incara. Her Dad had obviously done that because he found out she was doing track. Incara walked past just then, her head down and her arms crossed against her chest. I could only see one side of her face but it had a long deep red cut running from the corner of her eye to the bottom of her chin and her left eye was swollen shut and there was a big bruise on her cheek. People were staring as she walked past. I was really worried about her but she didn't want my help so I would not give it to her. I tried to convince myself that I didn't care what happened to her but I was lying to myself and I knew it. I wish she had never had so much impact on my life.
"Come on, Pony, we have to go see the coach for a meeting. Thank god there is no training today, just a meeting" It was lunchtime and we had just had gym. Kayla and I both walked to the assigned room. There we found the rest of the track team, including Incara. The coach came in after me,
"Has everyone got their slips? Good, good, now we will be practising more over the next two weeks since Incara can now practise-" Kayla cut him off,
"So we weren't practising because of that stupid Soc?" I glanced at Incara to see she was hurt. I sighed and the coach glared at Kayla,
"We have two weeks to get into shape. Now meet me after school and we can start from then. You may leave now" I jumped off the desk and followed Kayla out of the door. We were just out of the building when I had forgotten to give coach my permission slip.
"Oh! I have to hand in my permission slip!"
"How stupid! Hurry up then, I'll meet you at the normal place?"
"Sure"
A/n: I'm sorry it's short but it's short for a reason ok!
A/N: Thanks to EVERYONE for reviewing that is the most reviews I have EVER received =D Well enjoy the story. Be warned this chapter is a lot more serious than the other ones! Gee Shadow.seeing pretty purple penguins is strange.LOL
Summary: Incara moves to Tulsa, she is classed a Soc but she likes a greaser.you know the usual!
Chapter eight (Pony)
I did not want to go to school the next day but I had to anyway, Darry didn't believe me when I said I was sick, he could see straight through me.
"Hey Pony, have you seen that Incara girl? Some greaser beat her up real bad apparently. Had heaps of bruises and cuts on her face" Kayla grinned, obviously enjoying it.
"Do you think it's funny when someone gets jumped?" I asked, irritated. Kayla seemed a little taken back.
"What's up with you?"
"Nothing, I just don't enjoy other people's pain as much as you"
"Well she is a Soc"
"A Soc who is like us but she has money" I felt sorry for Incara. Her Dad had obviously done that because he found out she was doing track. Incara walked past just then, her head down and her arms crossed against her chest. I could only see one side of her face but it had a long deep red cut running from the corner of her eye to the bottom of her chin and her left eye was swollen shut and there was a big bruise on her cheek. People were staring as she walked past. I was really worried about her but she didn't want my help so I would not give it to her. I tried to convince myself that I didn't care what happened to her but I was lying to myself and I knew it. I wish she had never had so much impact on my life.
"Come on, Pony, we have to go see the coach for a meeting. Thank god there is no training today, just a meeting" It was lunchtime and we had just had gym. Kayla and I both walked to the assigned room. There we found the rest of the track team, including Incara. The coach came in after me,
"Has everyone got their slips? Good, good, now we will be practising more over the next two weeks since Incara can now practise-" Kayla cut him off,
"So we weren't practising because of that stupid Soc?" I glanced at Incara to see she was hurt. I sighed and the coach glared at Kayla,
"We have two weeks to get into shape. Now meet me after school and we can start from then. You may leave now" I jumped off the desk and followed Kayla out of the door. We were just out of the building when I had forgotten to give coach my permission slip.
"Oh! I have to hand in my permission slip!"
"How stupid! Hurry up then, I'll meet you at the normal place?"
"Sure"
A/n: I'm sorry it's short but it's short for a reason ok!