okay! chapter six! i never thought my story would get that far! thanx for
reviewing!
DISCLAIMER(everybodys favorite part!): okay by now u should know who i own
and who i dont. but in case u need a reminder: i only own Rockelle, Kevin,
her mom, and Sabrina. NO ONE ELSE! everybody else belongs to SE HINTON!
please dont sue me!
Me and Ponyboy and Johnny went to the lot to hang out for a while. When
we got there we all sat down and relaxed.
"So you like Cherry?" I asked Ponyboy.
"She's pretty. Too bad she's a Soc," he responded bitterly.
It was quiet for a moment.
"I can't take much more of this! I'll kill myself or something!" said Johnny. To my horror, I realized he was crying.
Me and Pony crawled over to Johnny in a hurry. We both put an arm around him. "Johnny, no, please dont," I begged. I kissed his cheek lightly and gave him a hug.
"Yeah. You cant kill yourself," said Ponyboy.
"Well I wont but I gotta do something," Johnny said. "Theres gotta be a place without greasers or Socs...with just plain ordinary people..."
At that point we all laid down on our backs, looking at the stars. We listened to Ponyboy talk about the country. I fell asleep half way through the story. Next thing I know, I wake up to a THUD! I sat up quick and yelled, "I take the Fifth!"
"Come on. We're running away," Ponyboy announced.
Me and Johnny got up and ran alongside him for three blocks. When we stopped running, me and Johnny realized Pony was crying. "You got a cigarette, Johnny? I'm scared," Pony sobbed.
"Don't be, man. You're scaring me." Johnny tossed Ponyboy a cigarette and lit it for him.
"Ponyboy, what happened?" I asked.
"Darry hit me! I swear he cant stand me anymore!"
I walked over to him and gave him a quick hug. "Its gonna be all right," I whispered before I let go.
"Why dont we walk to the park and back? Maybe I'll be cooled off enough to go home then.
We agreed and walked back to the park. Ponyboy had stopped crying after a minute. 'Thank, God,' I thought, 'I hate watching him cry.'
We climbed up to the top of the jungle gym and made ourselves comfortable (or as comfortable you can get sitting on a hunk of metal, anyway). I heard a car coming. I looked up. It was the blue Mustang from earlier that night. "Crap. Soc Alert," I said.
"They're outta their territory," Pony hissed.
"I bet they're looking for us, Pon. We picked up their girls," Johnny added.
The blue Mustang pulled up in front of the jungle gym. Six drunk Socs got out. Two of them were Bob and Randy. I guess the other four were the ones who were in the backseat earlier. Me and the boys hopped off the jungle gym and stood in front of the Socs. Bob looked at us and said,
"You know what a greaser is? White trash with long, greasy hair."
Oh how I hated Bob Sheldon at that moment! My heart almost stopped when he said that, it seemed like.
Pony retaliated by saying, "You know what a Soc is? White trash with Mustangs and madrass." Then he spit at them. 'Go, Ponyboy!' I thought. Then the Socs chased us to the fountain. Three Socs grabbed Ponyboy and started dunking him under the water. One was pounding on Johnny and the other two attacked me. At one point, me and Johnny pretended we were down for good. Then those jerks left us and helped their drunk friends drown Ponyboy.
Johnny flicked out his switchblade. He snuck up quietly and dug the knife into someones back. When he pulled the switch out the other guys ran.
Johnny looked at his switchblade with pure fear in his eyes. "Oh, God...." he whispered. He sat against the fountain and started shaking.
"Is he.....dead?" I whispered.
Johnny nodded. His eyes never left the switchblade. It was covered in Bob's blood.
My hand flew to my mouth. My stomach did flips. A hot tear escaped my eye and down my cheek. Not from sadness though.....from fear. I went and sat next to Johnny and I noticed Ponyboy was lying on the ground beside him. Ponyboy woke up a few minutes later. At the sight of the bloody and lifeless Soc, he was sick. Who could blame him?
"What are we gonna do?" I yelled. I was still shaking like a leaf but my crying stopped.
"Dally," Johnny said.
"Huh?"
"Dally. Dally will help us. Lets go find him."
"Do you know where he is?"
"Yes."
Me and Pony got up and ran after Johnny. We ran to Buck Merril's place. Buck scares me. He's always winking at me. He smells like whiskey and tobacco. He's mean too. On top of all that, he has horrible taste in music. Hank Williams....yuck.
I pounded on the door. Buck answered. "Whatta ya kids want?" His words were slurred. Drunk slob.
"Dallas. Get Dallas," I demanded. I tried not to remember all the times he tried to kiss me while i stared at him with the same glare I gave Bob and Randy earlier. If I did remember, I'd freak out and hide behind Pony and Johnny.
"Hes busy."
"Tell him its Ponyboy, Johnny, and Rockelle."
"He'll come," Johnny added.
Buck stumbled away and Dallas came back in his place.
"Whats up?" Dally asked.
"Johnny killed a Soc," I whispered. I looked Dally in the eye when I told him. I felt my eyes widen when I said 'killed'. Then I shuddered at the memory of dead Bob at the park.
"Wow. Good for you."
"Dally, can you help us out?" Johnny begged.
"Get in here. Lets see what we can do about this mess."
We went upstairs to an empty room. Dally gave Pony a dry shirt that belonged to Buck because his sweatshirt was soaked. Ponyboy also received Dally's leather jacket. Dallas got us $50, a loaded gun, and a hideout...an old abandoned church at the top of Jay Mountain in Windrixville.
"Thanks, Dallas," I said.
"No big deal. Now git' outta here." He smiled before we left.
Me and Pony and Johnny hopped the 3:15 train to Windrixville that morning. It was a forty-five minute ride and I didnt want anyone falling asleep so I acted like a dork and kept us all awake for the ride. After the forty-five minutes, we jumped off the train and landed in the cold wet dew.
We got directions to Jay Mountain from a friendly farmer. The hike up the mountain was torture! My legs were killing me by the time we got to the church. Once inside we all fell fast asleep on the hard cement floor. I woke up to a sound echoing off the walls. onny...onny... At first it scared me. It took me a minute to realize it was Ponyboy calling for Johnny. Not long after that Johnny came back with supplies.
He bought some bread, peanut butter, baloney, cards, cigarettes, soap, peroxide, "Gone With the Wind"....wait a minute! Peroxide?
"Peroxide?" me and Pony questioned in unison.
"Our descriptions will be in the paper. We cant fit em," Johnny explained. He was right and I hated that fact.
Me and Pony loved our hair. Pony's hair was squared off in back, long in front at the sides. It was a real nice color too. Somewhere between light brown and red. My hair goes to my elbows. Like my eyes, it was dark brown. And straight.
"Johnny what do you plan on doing to our hair?" I asked.
"Rocky, I'm gonna cut your hair and put blond streaks in it. Pony, I'm gonna cut your hair and bleach it. I'm gonna cut my hair and wash all the grease out. I'm too dark skinned to look all right as a blond."
Me and Pony looked at each other. Then we looked back at Johnny. "Fine," we mumbled together.
I went first. Johnny cut my hair to shoulder length and put the peroxide streaks in my hair. It actually turned out okay. I could live with it.
I cut Pony's hair enough to be a disguise. Johnny bleached it. Pony looked, well, different. I knew he hated it; mainly 'cause he said so, so I didnt say anything about it.
Pony cut Johnny's hair. It came out kinda short but Johnny didnt seem to care much though. We were sitting inside while Johnny's hair dried. Johnny sat between me and Pony. He was freezing. "Two-Bit would've loved that store. Everything was open; easy to swipe," Johnny said.
"I miss Two-Bit," I said.
"Even though we just say Two-Bit last night, I miss him too," said Pony. "I cant believe just last night we were talking to Cherry and Marcia. Just last night..."
"Shut up!" Johnny yelled, cutting off Ponyboy. "I killed someone last night!" Johnny was crying. He jumped up and started pacing around. "I shouldn't have brought a thirteen-year-old and a fourteen-year-old with me."
"I'm fourteen! I've been fourteen for a month!" Pony shouted. Johnny had stopped crying but Ponyboy had started.
"I'm fifteen. I'll be sixteen next month," I mumbled. I was on the verge of crying myself.
Johnny sighed. "I'm sorry. I didnt mean it like that. Its just so crazy." Johnny said. "Dont cry you two.....Please dont...." He sat between us again and put an arm around each of us. Soon, I fell asleep.
Me and Pony woke up pretty early the next morning so we went to the back of the church to watch the sunrise. We were both startled when Johnny spoke.
"Gosh, that was pretty. Too bad it cant stay like that forever."
"Nothing gold can stay," Pony and I said together. We looked at each other and smiled.
"Huh?"
Me and Pony responded together with this:
"Nature's first green is gold. Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leafs a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief. So dawn goes down today. Nothing gold can stay."
"Thats what I meant! Where'd you two learn that?"
"Robert Frost wrote it." Once again me and Pony answered together.
"You two are a match made in Heaven," Johnny said.
Me and Pony laughed. "Theres no way I'm gonna make a move on Rockelle! Shes Two-Bits girl!" Pony said.
"Yeah," I added.
Johnny laughed. "Lets go back inside." By the fifth day Pony smoked so much he was sick. Cant say Johnny didnt warn him. I owed Johnny $100 from a poker game. We got bored and fell asleep.
By morning I heard a whistle. It started out low then hit a sudden high note. Even though I was half asleep, I knew it was Dallas.
Dallas came in. "Wake up kids!" he yelled.
We all sat up sleepily and asked question after question.
"Wow. Slow down. First things first. I'm starved since I skipped breakfast. What about you three?"
"Starving!" We all said in unison.
Dally laughed. "Mail call. Letter for Ponyboy Curtis from Sodapop Curtis and letter for Rockelle Stevens from Two-Bit Matthews."
"How'd they know where we are?" Pony asked as Dally handed us the letters.
"I told them I didnt know where you were but they didnt believe me. They really wanted you to have thoughs letters..."
Dallas said something else to Ponyboy but I dont know what. I was too busy reading Two-Bit's letter to care. He wrote: Rockelle,
Hey, Baby! I miss you so much! We were all scared when you three turned up missing. I still am. When Dally got hauled into the station about the dead Soc in the park it just added to the fear. Look, I dont want to write anymore sad stuff, okay? I cant wait to see you again. I really want to talk to you about something. But I want to talk to you in person so I'll wait til you get back. Say hi to the boys for us. See you when you come back. I love you. xoxo Love always, Two-Bit
OK forgot a part in the disclaimer! I dont own the poem "Nothing Gold Can Stay" Robert Frost does. Well hope u liked the chapter! please review! thanks! :)
"So you like Cherry?" I asked Ponyboy.
"She's pretty. Too bad she's a Soc," he responded bitterly.
It was quiet for a moment.
"I can't take much more of this! I'll kill myself or something!" said Johnny. To my horror, I realized he was crying.
Me and Pony crawled over to Johnny in a hurry. We both put an arm around him. "Johnny, no, please dont," I begged. I kissed his cheek lightly and gave him a hug.
"Yeah. You cant kill yourself," said Ponyboy.
"Well I wont but I gotta do something," Johnny said. "Theres gotta be a place without greasers or Socs...with just plain ordinary people..."
At that point we all laid down on our backs, looking at the stars. We listened to Ponyboy talk about the country. I fell asleep half way through the story. Next thing I know, I wake up to a THUD! I sat up quick and yelled, "I take the Fifth!"
"Come on. We're running away," Ponyboy announced.
Me and Johnny got up and ran alongside him for three blocks. When we stopped running, me and Johnny realized Pony was crying. "You got a cigarette, Johnny? I'm scared," Pony sobbed.
"Don't be, man. You're scaring me." Johnny tossed Ponyboy a cigarette and lit it for him.
"Ponyboy, what happened?" I asked.
"Darry hit me! I swear he cant stand me anymore!"
I walked over to him and gave him a quick hug. "Its gonna be all right," I whispered before I let go.
"Why dont we walk to the park and back? Maybe I'll be cooled off enough to go home then.
We agreed and walked back to the park. Ponyboy had stopped crying after a minute. 'Thank, God,' I thought, 'I hate watching him cry.'
We climbed up to the top of the jungle gym and made ourselves comfortable (or as comfortable you can get sitting on a hunk of metal, anyway). I heard a car coming. I looked up. It was the blue Mustang from earlier that night. "Crap. Soc Alert," I said.
"They're outta their territory," Pony hissed.
"I bet they're looking for us, Pon. We picked up their girls," Johnny added.
The blue Mustang pulled up in front of the jungle gym. Six drunk Socs got out. Two of them were Bob and Randy. I guess the other four were the ones who were in the backseat earlier. Me and the boys hopped off the jungle gym and stood in front of the Socs. Bob looked at us and said,
"You know what a greaser is? White trash with long, greasy hair."
Oh how I hated Bob Sheldon at that moment! My heart almost stopped when he said that, it seemed like.
Pony retaliated by saying, "You know what a Soc is? White trash with Mustangs and madrass." Then he spit at them. 'Go, Ponyboy!' I thought. Then the Socs chased us to the fountain. Three Socs grabbed Ponyboy and started dunking him under the water. One was pounding on Johnny and the other two attacked me. At one point, me and Johnny pretended we were down for good. Then those jerks left us and helped their drunk friends drown Ponyboy.
Johnny flicked out his switchblade. He snuck up quietly and dug the knife into someones back. When he pulled the switch out the other guys ran.
Johnny looked at his switchblade with pure fear in his eyes. "Oh, God...." he whispered. He sat against the fountain and started shaking.
"Is he.....dead?" I whispered.
Johnny nodded. His eyes never left the switchblade. It was covered in Bob's blood.
My hand flew to my mouth. My stomach did flips. A hot tear escaped my eye and down my cheek. Not from sadness though.....from fear. I went and sat next to Johnny and I noticed Ponyboy was lying on the ground beside him. Ponyboy woke up a few minutes later. At the sight of the bloody and lifeless Soc, he was sick. Who could blame him?
"What are we gonna do?" I yelled. I was still shaking like a leaf but my crying stopped.
"Dally," Johnny said.
"Huh?"
"Dally. Dally will help us. Lets go find him."
"Do you know where he is?"
"Yes."
Me and Pony got up and ran after Johnny. We ran to Buck Merril's place. Buck scares me. He's always winking at me. He smells like whiskey and tobacco. He's mean too. On top of all that, he has horrible taste in music. Hank Williams....yuck.
I pounded on the door. Buck answered. "Whatta ya kids want?" His words were slurred. Drunk slob.
"Dallas. Get Dallas," I demanded. I tried not to remember all the times he tried to kiss me while i stared at him with the same glare I gave Bob and Randy earlier. If I did remember, I'd freak out and hide behind Pony and Johnny.
"Hes busy."
"Tell him its Ponyboy, Johnny, and Rockelle."
"He'll come," Johnny added.
Buck stumbled away and Dallas came back in his place.
"Whats up?" Dally asked.
"Johnny killed a Soc," I whispered. I looked Dally in the eye when I told him. I felt my eyes widen when I said 'killed'. Then I shuddered at the memory of dead Bob at the park.
"Wow. Good for you."
"Dally, can you help us out?" Johnny begged.
"Get in here. Lets see what we can do about this mess."
We went upstairs to an empty room. Dally gave Pony a dry shirt that belonged to Buck because his sweatshirt was soaked. Ponyboy also received Dally's leather jacket. Dallas got us $50, a loaded gun, and a hideout...an old abandoned church at the top of Jay Mountain in Windrixville.
"Thanks, Dallas," I said.
"No big deal. Now git' outta here." He smiled before we left.
Me and Pony and Johnny hopped the 3:15 train to Windrixville that morning. It was a forty-five minute ride and I didnt want anyone falling asleep so I acted like a dork and kept us all awake for the ride. After the forty-five minutes, we jumped off the train and landed in the cold wet dew.
We got directions to Jay Mountain from a friendly farmer. The hike up the mountain was torture! My legs were killing me by the time we got to the church. Once inside we all fell fast asleep on the hard cement floor. I woke up to a sound echoing off the walls. onny...onny... At first it scared me. It took me a minute to realize it was Ponyboy calling for Johnny. Not long after that Johnny came back with supplies.
He bought some bread, peanut butter, baloney, cards, cigarettes, soap, peroxide, "Gone With the Wind"....wait a minute! Peroxide?
"Peroxide?" me and Pony questioned in unison.
"Our descriptions will be in the paper. We cant fit em," Johnny explained. He was right and I hated that fact.
Me and Pony loved our hair. Pony's hair was squared off in back, long in front at the sides. It was a real nice color too. Somewhere between light brown and red. My hair goes to my elbows. Like my eyes, it was dark brown. And straight.
"Johnny what do you plan on doing to our hair?" I asked.
"Rocky, I'm gonna cut your hair and put blond streaks in it. Pony, I'm gonna cut your hair and bleach it. I'm gonna cut my hair and wash all the grease out. I'm too dark skinned to look all right as a blond."
Me and Pony looked at each other. Then we looked back at Johnny. "Fine," we mumbled together.
I went first. Johnny cut my hair to shoulder length and put the peroxide streaks in my hair. It actually turned out okay. I could live with it.
I cut Pony's hair enough to be a disguise. Johnny bleached it. Pony looked, well, different. I knew he hated it; mainly 'cause he said so, so I didnt say anything about it.
Pony cut Johnny's hair. It came out kinda short but Johnny didnt seem to care much though. We were sitting inside while Johnny's hair dried. Johnny sat between me and Pony. He was freezing. "Two-Bit would've loved that store. Everything was open; easy to swipe," Johnny said.
"I miss Two-Bit," I said.
"Even though we just say Two-Bit last night, I miss him too," said Pony. "I cant believe just last night we were talking to Cherry and Marcia. Just last night..."
"Shut up!" Johnny yelled, cutting off Ponyboy. "I killed someone last night!" Johnny was crying. He jumped up and started pacing around. "I shouldn't have brought a thirteen-year-old and a fourteen-year-old with me."
"I'm fourteen! I've been fourteen for a month!" Pony shouted. Johnny had stopped crying but Ponyboy had started.
"I'm fifteen. I'll be sixteen next month," I mumbled. I was on the verge of crying myself.
Johnny sighed. "I'm sorry. I didnt mean it like that. Its just so crazy." Johnny said. "Dont cry you two.....Please dont...." He sat between us again and put an arm around each of us. Soon, I fell asleep.
Me and Pony woke up pretty early the next morning so we went to the back of the church to watch the sunrise. We were both startled when Johnny spoke.
"Gosh, that was pretty. Too bad it cant stay like that forever."
"Nothing gold can stay," Pony and I said together. We looked at each other and smiled.
"Huh?"
Me and Pony responded together with this:
"Nature's first green is gold. Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leafs a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief. So dawn goes down today. Nothing gold can stay."
"Thats what I meant! Where'd you two learn that?"
"Robert Frost wrote it." Once again me and Pony answered together.
"You two are a match made in Heaven," Johnny said.
Me and Pony laughed. "Theres no way I'm gonna make a move on Rockelle! Shes Two-Bits girl!" Pony said.
"Yeah," I added.
Johnny laughed. "Lets go back inside." By the fifth day Pony smoked so much he was sick. Cant say Johnny didnt warn him. I owed Johnny $100 from a poker game. We got bored and fell asleep.
By morning I heard a whistle. It started out low then hit a sudden high note. Even though I was half asleep, I knew it was Dallas.
Dallas came in. "Wake up kids!" he yelled.
We all sat up sleepily and asked question after question.
"Wow. Slow down. First things first. I'm starved since I skipped breakfast. What about you three?"
"Starving!" We all said in unison.
Dally laughed. "Mail call. Letter for Ponyboy Curtis from Sodapop Curtis and letter for Rockelle Stevens from Two-Bit Matthews."
"How'd they know where we are?" Pony asked as Dally handed us the letters.
"I told them I didnt know where you were but they didnt believe me. They really wanted you to have thoughs letters..."
Dallas said something else to Ponyboy but I dont know what. I was too busy reading Two-Bit's letter to care. He wrote: Rockelle,
Hey, Baby! I miss you so much! We were all scared when you three turned up missing. I still am. When Dally got hauled into the station about the dead Soc in the park it just added to the fear. Look, I dont want to write anymore sad stuff, okay? I cant wait to see you again. I really want to talk to you about something. But I want to talk to you in person so I'll wait til you get back. Say hi to the boys for us. See you when you come back. I love you. xoxo Love always, Two-Bit
OK forgot a part in the disclaimer! I dont own the poem "Nothing Gold Can Stay" Robert Frost does. Well hope u liked the chapter! please review! thanks! :)