A/N: o.k.I was frustrated and I couldn't think of what next to write in my
other story distorted reflections so I did this out of sheer madness and
craziness. Don't worry you'll be getting the next chapter to distorted
reflections soon I just needed to free my mind for a sec. =P. Hope you like
it I guess you could say. The title is five minutes because that's how long
it took. Nothing makes sense and that's the way I like it.
Disclaimer: Yes I.oh wait.no.. No I guess. I don't own the outsiders..
Five Minutes
Waiting for Dinner:
Soda's P.O.Y (= P.O.V where as Point Of You is the same as Point Of View if read aloud.we're all mad around here..=P)
I looked out the window as the mailman put bills into our Mailbox. I knew we couldn't afford to pay any of them. I stood there picking my nose in frustration and putting it on my already huge collection on the windowsill.
When I finished my business I went to the bathroom to wash my face. Then I walked into the living/kitchen/dining room and sat down, picked up my knife and fork and just sat there looking around and waiting to be brought food. When I realized no one was bringing me anything I went into the kitchen and made myself a chocolate cake.
I was dead thirsty and there was no water accept mineral water, which I hated, but my thirst drove me to the point of drinking it. I drank the whole liter in the madness of my thirst. After I was so tired I plopped down on my bed and slept hard.
I was not sure but it must have been 3' o clock a.m when I shot bolt upright in my bed snorting with all my might. I stopped shortly and glanced over at Ponyboy's bed. I felt my face flush so much you could have cooked pancakes on it. Ponyboy was staring at me wide eyed with a mingled look of puzzlement and alarm. I cleared my throat and said rather sheepishly;
"Must have been a bad dream."
Ponyboy shrugged and just went back to sleep though I still felt him looking at me from the corner of his eye, and I had a feeling he had a huge grin on his face. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~
A/N: I must have been extremely high when I wrote this. Though parts of this are based on a true story from my cousin Chessy Cat. =P
Disclaimer: Yes I.oh wait.no.. No I guess. I don't own the outsiders..
Five Minutes
Waiting for Dinner:
Soda's P.O.Y (= P.O.V where as Point Of You is the same as Point Of View if read aloud.we're all mad around here..=P)
I looked out the window as the mailman put bills into our Mailbox. I knew we couldn't afford to pay any of them. I stood there picking my nose in frustration and putting it on my already huge collection on the windowsill.
When I finished my business I went to the bathroom to wash my face. Then I walked into the living/kitchen/dining room and sat down, picked up my knife and fork and just sat there looking around and waiting to be brought food. When I realized no one was bringing me anything I went into the kitchen and made myself a chocolate cake.
I was dead thirsty and there was no water accept mineral water, which I hated, but my thirst drove me to the point of drinking it. I drank the whole liter in the madness of my thirst. After I was so tired I plopped down on my bed and slept hard.
I was not sure but it must have been 3' o clock a.m when I shot bolt upright in my bed snorting with all my might. I stopped shortly and glanced over at Ponyboy's bed. I felt my face flush so much you could have cooked pancakes on it. Ponyboy was staring at me wide eyed with a mingled look of puzzlement and alarm. I cleared my throat and said rather sheepishly;
"Must have been a bad dream."
Ponyboy shrugged and just went back to sleep though I still felt him looking at me from the corner of his eye, and I had a feeling he had a huge grin on his face. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~
A/N: I must have been extremely high when I wrote this. Though parts of this are based on a true story from my cousin Chessy Cat. =P