Okay. 3rd chapter! Yay! Sorry I didn't get time to write earlier. Ran into
some difficulties. Yeah, so anyhow. Here ya go!
Disclaimer: Like I have said. I sadly don't own them. I only own Erica.so far! Muchacha! They will be mine some day!
-Johnny's POV-
We all began walking to Ponyboy's house, when there was the purring of a car engine. I heard it first. I slowly turned my head to get a better look and wished I hadn't. A blue Mustang was following us. "Oh no." I groaned. "Somethin' the matter kid?" Two-Bit asked. I pointed to where the car was. "We've got trouble." Erica turned around as well. "Why are they on your territory?" She still didn't think of herself as a greaser. Or a Soc. "Dunno. But they better be thinkin' twice about jumpin' us again." Two-Bit replied gruffly, flicking out his switchblade. Erica didn't know exactly what to do with herself so she stood behind Two-Bit. (A/N. Okay. So maybe I should've said earlier. This is before Johnny was beaten up.) I stood beside Two-Bit, trying to appear more brave then I really was. The Socs got out of their car, and walked over to us. Night was beginning to set, and you could feel the cold already tainting the air. "Well, well, well. Look who it is. The little Grease and his three little friends. Oh. But one seems to be a broad." One smirked. Erica looked offended. "Hey! Watch it pal." She growled. I grabbed her gently by the elbow. "Erica. Careful what you say 'round them." She shook loose of my hold. "I won't stand back and be dissed like that Johnny."
Sighing, I turned back a noticed them closing in on us. "Your gonna pay for earlier." One said coldly before jumping on Ponyboy. Two-Bit grabbed hold of another one and punched him in the stomach. "Erica, run!" I cried. She didn't move for a second but when I shoved her violently in the other direction she began to run. "Go get the rest of the gang!" I called after her. She began running as fast as she could. I ran over to Ponyboy, and helped him up and then the two of us ganged up on the soc that had jumped on him.
-Erica's POV- I ran as fast as I could, my feet pounding the pavement. I reached the Curtis's house and threw open the door. I saw Darry and Soda sitting and watching TV. "Quick," I gasped. "Some socs are beating up Two-Bit, Pony and Johnny!" They got up and followed me out the door. I showed them where it was all happening. Darry punched the soc in the face that had Johnny and Pony. He then helped them both up before going to help Two-Bit. Soda ran to help Darry. Finally, the socs got back in their car and screeched away.
I walked over to Johnny and Ponyboy. "You guys okay?" I asked breathless. Johnny nodded and Ponyboy said, "Yeah. Thanks for going to get Darry and Soda. We would have had no chance of beating them without their help." I smiled. I always felt so good when people praised me like that. All of a sudden, I began to feel faint, and the world around me blurred. Last thing I heard was, "She's gonna pass out. Darry! Catch her!" Then everything went black.
Okay. There. Sorry for it being short. But I gotta go and get my pin number changed today. Gotta fly. Peace.
Disclaimer: Like I have said. I sadly don't own them. I only own Erica.so far! Muchacha! They will be mine some day!
-Johnny's POV-
We all began walking to Ponyboy's house, when there was the purring of a car engine. I heard it first. I slowly turned my head to get a better look and wished I hadn't. A blue Mustang was following us. "Oh no." I groaned. "Somethin' the matter kid?" Two-Bit asked. I pointed to where the car was. "We've got trouble." Erica turned around as well. "Why are they on your territory?" She still didn't think of herself as a greaser. Or a Soc. "Dunno. But they better be thinkin' twice about jumpin' us again." Two-Bit replied gruffly, flicking out his switchblade. Erica didn't know exactly what to do with herself so she stood behind Two-Bit. (A/N. Okay. So maybe I should've said earlier. This is before Johnny was beaten up.) I stood beside Two-Bit, trying to appear more brave then I really was. The Socs got out of their car, and walked over to us. Night was beginning to set, and you could feel the cold already tainting the air. "Well, well, well. Look who it is. The little Grease and his three little friends. Oh. But one seems to be a broad." One smirked. Erica looked offended. "Hey! Watch it pal." She growled. I grabbed her gently by the elbow. "Erica. Careful what you say 'round them." She shook loose of my hold. "I won't stand back and be dissed like that Johnny."
Sighing, I turned back a noticed them closing in on us. "Your gonna pay for earlier." One said coldly before jumping on Ponyboy. Two-Bit grabbed hold of another one and punched him in the stomach. "Erica, run!" I cried. She didn't move for a second but when I shoved her violently in the other direction she began to run. "Go get the rest of the gang!" I called after her. She began running as fast as she could. I ran over to Ponyboy, and helped him up and then the two of us ganged up on the soc that had jumped on him.
-Erica's POV- I ran as fast as I could, my feet pounding the pavement. I reached the Curtis's house and threw open the door. I saw Darry and Soda sitting and watching TV. "Quick," I gasped. "Some socs are beating up Two-Bit, Pony and Johnny!" They got up and followed me out the door. I showed them where it was all happening. Darry punched the soc in the face that had Johnny and Pony. He then helped them both up before going to help Two-Bit. Soda ran to help Darry. Finally, the socs got back in their car and screeched away.
I walked over to Johnny and Ponyboy. "You guys okay?" I asked breathless. Johnny nodded and Ponyboy said, "Yeah. Thanks for going to get Darry and Soda. We would have had no chance of beating them without their help." I smiled. I always felt so good when people praised me like that. All of a sudden, I began to feel faint, and the world around me blurred. Last thing I heard was, "She's gonna pass out. Darry! Catch her!" Then everything went black.
Okay. There. Sorry for it being short. But I gotta go and get my pin number changed today. Gotta fly. Peace.
