Like I said last chapter, I know it seems really bad right now but it gets
better. I promise!
Don't look for a disclaimer in this chapter by the way. You know all of
whats mine and whats not so I'm not gonna type it.
When I finally saw them, I was pissed. They were Socs! Everybody introduced themselves to me. I then ignored them the whole flight to California.
We got to the house and it was huge. But before I got settled in, Diane took me to the doctor to check my leg. The doctor said I made an amazing recovery and removed my cast. But I could've cared less about my damn leg. Diane took me back to the house and showed me to my room. It was about the size of the Curtis living room and kitchen combined. It was all pink and frilly. Ick. I looked in the closet to find Socy clothes. Double ick and which way is the bathroom so I can barf? I set all of my stuff down on the bed and unpacked all of my favorite things. Someone knocked on the door softly. "Who is it?" I asked.
"Its Diane. Dinner is ready."
"I'm not hungry."
"Okay."
Instead of eating, I flopped on my king size bed and fell asleep.
The next morning I woke up to Chrissy sitting on my bed. "Morning. Mom said you have to get ready for school," she said. If this curly blond thing didn't get lost, hair was gonna fly. After she told me that, though, she left. I took a quick shower then put a black skirt with a flowery button up top. "Now time for Dally's leather jacket," I thought as I put it on. I pulled on my black boots the guys bought me for my fourteenth birthday. After I put the picture of me and the gang at the zoo in my wallet, I slid the wallet in my pocket and went downstairs.
"Hello, Rockelle. Would you like some breakfast?" Diane asked.
"Um...I think I'll pass. Thanks but no thanks." I walked out the door and Diane, Josh, Connor and Chrissy followed. We hopped in the car and drove to Nowhere High. Once we were out of the car and on campus I saw a bunch of girls Dallas would've loved to torture. Good ol' Dally. I sighed, missing him terribly. I wrapped his jacket tighter around me and walked to the office to get my schedule. Once I got my schedule I noticed I had world history first period with Mr. Hunting. No Pony to help me with my history homework, I thought. I felt my eyes water but I wiped my eyes hurriedly and ran to K-22.
I entered Mr. Hunting's class and everyone turned and stared at me. "Hey, I'm Rockelle. Is this Mr. Hunting's class?" "Yes it is. I'm Mr. Hunting. What can I do for you, Rockelle?"
"According to my schedule, I'm your new student."
"Well come in and tell us about yourself."
"Um, okay." I walked to the front of the room and sighed. "There is not much to tell, really. I'm a greaser from Tulsa, Oklahoma. My only family are my close friends. I do have a boyfriend, but like my other friends he's in Tulsa. Anything else you wanna know?"
"Whats a greaser?" someone asked.
"There's no Socs or greasers here?"
"No."
I smiled. Johnny would love this. Geez, I missed him. I looked to Mr. Hunting. "May I go to the bathroom?" He nodded and I ran out the door. When I got to the bathroom, I locked myself in a stall, wanting to cry and hating myself for it. I took out my wallet to look at my picture. There was something else I didn't notice before. I ran my fingers over the cool handle of a switchblade. I took it out and saw it was Two-Bit's pride and joy switch. Why did Dally have Two-Bit's blade? I thought. Oh, well. I'll send it back to him. I swallowed my tears, put my wallet and the blade, and ran out of the stall. Little did I know I'd run into a cheerleader. She had red hair so I muttered,
"Sorry, Cherry."
"My name's Rachel. Watch where you're going."
"I said I'm sorry. Get over it!" Her friends ooh-ed and ahh-ed like idiots. I went passed them and into the quarterback this time. He slammed me against the wall and yelled, "You talk back to my Rachel and I'll turn this whole school against you!"
"Go ahead! Do it! This place sucks anyway!" He punched me and the cool metal of his class ring slashed my flesh above my eye. I kicked him really hard where the sun dont shine and he let go. I went to run passed him and he grabbed me by the ankle and pulled me down. "You asshole!" I screamed. I struggled to get back up, falling in the process. The quarterback recovered and kicked me in the head. I whimpered slightly and got jumped back up. I was dizzy but I didn't care. I pushed him as hard as I could, sending him flying into a bunch of trash cans. I muttered "Jackass" and everything became one big blur. I swayed and collapsed to the ground.
Sorry about the shortness of this chapter. I'll update ASAP. Thanks for reading. Please review!! Ttyl. Until next time--Rocky.
When I finally saw them, I was pissed. They were Socs! Everybody introduced themselves to me. I then ignored them the whole flight to California.
We got to the house and it was huge. But before I got settled in, Diane took me to the doctor to check my leg. The doctor said I made an amazing recovery and removed my cast. But I could've cared less about my damn leg. Diane took me back to the house and showed me to my room. It was about the size of the Curtis living room and kitchen combined. It was all pink and frilly. Ick. I looked in the closet to find Socy clothes. Double ick and which way is the bathroom so I can barf? I set all of my stuff down on the bed and unpacked all of my favorite things. Someone knocked on the door softly. "Who is it?" I asked.
"Its Diane. Dinner is ready."
"I'm not hungry."
"Okay."
Instead of eating, I flopped on my king size bed and fell asleep.
The next morning I woke up to Chrissy sitting on my bed. "Morning. Mom said you have to get ready for school," she said. If this curly blond thing didn't get lost, hair was gonna fly. After she told me that, though, she left. I took a quick shower then put a black skirt with a flowery button up top. "Now time for Dally's leather jacket," I thought as I put it on. I pulled on my black boots the guys bought me for my fourteenth birthday. After I put the picture of me and the gang at the zoo in my wallet, I slid the wallet in my pocket and went downstairs.
"Hello, Rockelle. Would you like some breakfast?" Diane asked.
"Um...I think I'll pass. Thanks but no thanks." I walked out the door and Diane, Josh, Connor and Chrissy followed. We hopped in the car and drove to Nowhere High. Once we were out of the car and on campus I saw a bunch of girls Dallas would've loved to torture. Good ol' Dally. I sighed, missing him terribly. I wrapped his jacket tighter around me and walked to the office to get my schedule. Once I got my schedule I noticed I had world history first period with Mr. Hunting. No Pony to help me with my history homework, I thought. I felt my eyes water but I wiped my eyes hurriedly and ran to K-22.
I entered Mr. Hunting's class and everyone turned and stared at me. "Hey, I'm Rockelle. Is this Mr. Hunting's class?" "Yes it is. I'm Mr. Hunting. What can I do for you, Rockelle?"
"According to my schedule, I'm your new student."
"Well come in and tell us about yourself."
"Um, okay." I walked to the front of the room and sighed. "There is not much to tell, really. I'm a greaser from Tulsa, Oklahoma. My only family are my close friends. I do have a boyfriend, but like my other friends he's in Tulsa. Anything else you wanna know?"
"Whats a greaser?" someone asked.
"There's no Socs or greasers here?"
"No."
I smiled. Johnny would love this. Geez, I missed him. I looked to Mr. Hunting. "May I go to the bathroom?" He nodded and I ran out the door. When I got to the bathroom, I locked myself in a stall, wanting to cry and hating myself for it. I took out my wallet to look at my picture. There was something else I didn't notice before. I ran my fingers over the cool handle of a switchblade. I took it out and saw it was Two-Bit's pride and joy switch. Why did Dally have Two-Bit's blade? I thought. Oh, well. I'll send it back to him. I swallowed my tears, put my wallet and the blade, and ran out of the stall. Little did I know I'd run into a cheerleader. She had red hair so I muttered,
"Sorry, Cherry."
"My name's Rachel. Watch where you're going."
"I said I'm sorry. Get over it!" Her friends ooh-ed and ahh-ed like idiots. I went passed them and into the quarterback this time. He slammed me against the wall and yelled, "You talk back to my Rachel and I'll turn this whole school against you!"
"Go ahead! Do it! This place sucks anyway!" He punched me and the cool metal of his class ring slashed my flesh above my eye. I kicked him really hard where the sun dont shine and he let go. I went to run passed him and he grabbed me by the ankle and pulled me down. "You asshole!" I screamed. I struggled to get back up, falling in the process. The quarterback recovered and kicked me in the head. I whimpered slightly and got jumped back up. I was dizzy but I didn't care. I pushed him as hard as I could, sending him flying into a bunch of trash cans. I muttered "Jackass" and everything became one big blur. I swayed and collapsed to the ground.
Sorry about the shortness of this chapter. I'll update ASAP. Thanks for reading. Please review!! Ttyl. Until next time--Rocky.