All characters are S.E. Hinton's except Ash who is mine. Not making money
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Sandy broke into a sprint, leaping off the porch and flying down the street. I ran after her and eventually tackled her. Hey, at school I'm a track star what can I say?
"What are you doing?" I asked Sandy, getting off her, sitting on my knees next to her.
"I'm sorry," She gasped, I had knocked the air out of her, "It's my nerves, I don't know where they went."
Angela bounded up to us and said, "It doesn't matter, no one's home anyway."
I blinked. Why wouldn't anyone be home? Darry was probably at work, where was everyone else? At the movies maybe? I couldn't see Soda at the movies, maybe he's…
"He's probably working the late shift tonight!" I said.
"Come on, let's go," Angela said.
Angela and I pulled Sandy to her feet and we walked to the gas station. We must have looked funny half dragging/half carrying Sandy, but she was too nervous to walk by herself.
When we reached the gas station we saw that both Soda and Steve were working late. Man those too can sure attract a crowd with Steve so good with cars and Soda so attractive. We saw a huge crowd of people around them it was a wonder how they could possibly work!
I looked at Sandy who appeared to be in a daze. I kicked her in the butt to knock her out of it. She glared at me, but Angela and I dragged her along anyway.
"Ash, don't make me do this!" Sandy whined.
"But, Sandy, I thought you wanted to!" I said.
"I do, I'm just nervous, don't listen to me!" Sandy said.
"Okay, come on, just put one foot in front of the other… That's a girl!" Angela instructed Sandy.
Sandy then quickly turned and ran away again, but by some coincidence Soda had made his way out of the crowd and saw the back of her head.
"Sandy?" Soda asked him self walking past us.
"Man you're seeing things," Steve said coming after Soda and grabbing him by the collar of his shirt.
"But I could've sworn that was…" Soda began to say when he looked at Steve who had a look on his face that read 'I don't think so.'
Steve then turned to see Angela and me.
"Hey kids, what're you here for?" Steve asked and smiled at us.
"Um…milk?" I said.
Sandy broke into a sprint, leaping off the porch and flying down the street. I ran after her and eventually tackled her. Hey, at school I'm a track star what can I say?
"What are you doing?" I asked Sandy, getting off her, sitting on my knees next to her.
"I'm sorry," She gasped, I had knocked the air out of her, "It's my nerves, I don't know where they went."
Angela bounded up to us and said, "It doesn't matter, no one's home anyway."
I blinked. Why wouldn't anyone be home? Darry was probably at work, where was everyone else? At the movies maybe? I couldn't see Soda at the movies, maybe he's…
"He's probably working the late shift tonight!" I said.
"Come on, let's go," Angela said.
Angela and I pulled Sandy to her feet and we walked to the gas station. We must have looked funny half dragging/half carrying Sandy, but she was too nervous to walk by herself.
When we reached the gas station we saw that both Soda and Steve were working late. Man those too can sure attract a crowd with Steve so good with cars and Soda so attractive. We saw a huge crowd of people around them it was a wonder how they could possibly work!
I looked at Sandy who appeared to be in a daze. I kicked her in the butt to knock her out of it. She glared at me, but Angela and I dragged her along anyway.
"Ash, don't make me do this!" Sandy whined.
"But, Sandy, I thought you wanted to!" I said.
"I do, I'm just nervous, don't listen to me!" Sandy said.
"Okay, come on, just put one foot in front of the other… That's a girl!" Angela instructed Sandy.
Sandy then quickly turned and ran away again, but by some coincidence Soda had made his way out of the crowd and saw the back of her head.
"Sandy?" Soda asked him self walking past us.
"Man you're seeing things," Steve said coming after Soda and grabbing him by the collar of his shirt.
"But I could've sworn that was…" Soda began to say when he looked at Steve who had a look on his face that read 'I don't think so.'
Steve then turned to see Angela and me.
"Hey kids, what're you here for?" Steve asked and smiled at us.
"Um…milk?" I said.