Note- I still own nothing. If you already forgot that I own nothing but
Carli and the plot, I think you should have your head checked.
The party was today! I couldn't believe how excited I was getting. I tried my best not to show it and I don't think anyone caught on. Everyone continued there normal morning routine until around 3:00-ish, then everyone started getting ready for the party. I, on the other hand, just went into the bathroom and stared at myself for about three seconds. I looked very plain. Very ugly. Oh well, nothing I could do about it. So I sat on the couch and waited for everyone else to get ready. After what seemed like hours we left. No, scratch that, me, Two-Bit, Soda and Steve left. Darry had to work and Pony wasn't aloud. Johnny almost always just stuck with Pony. I memorized the way there in case I wanted to come back. The moment I looked at the party, I knew coming here was a mistake. People making out, drinking, drunks. Gross. I just followed Soda and Steve around. I have no idea where Two-Bit went but I passed by him once, he was practically drunk. Oh great.
Soda's POV
I have never been so excited. I was finally going to a real party, the type all the guys talked about but I could never go to. Mostly because my brother wouldn't let me. He wouldn't have let me if he had seen this place. I was starting to really have a good time with Steve. Carli was starting to scare me though. She just followed me around like a ghost. Never talking. She is one weird chick. After a while, some guy came up and offered us some beers. Steve took one, so I took one too. Carli stared at the guy like he was nuts. I wouldn't actually drink it though. I knew what happened when I drank. It only took me a little bit to get drunk. And then I would calm down. I would slow down. "You gonna drink that?" Steve asked. "No!" "Why not, come on, no one here's going to tell on you. Two-Bit's to drunk and you know I wouldn't!" we both looked at Carli. She wouldn't talk. She never talked. "Well maybe just oneā¦" "Atta boy!" I liked it when Steve was happy with me. He was rarely ever happy. Just one. For Steve.
Carli's POV
As soon as Soda took the beer I left. I knew what would happen and I really didn't feel like hanging out with a bunch of drunks. I wasn't stupid. For some reason, all I really did was worry about Soda. I hoped he could stick with his senses.
Soda's POV
I didn't.
The party was today! I couldn't believe how excited I was getting. I tried my best not to show it and I don't think anyone caught on. Everyone continued there normal morning routine until around 3:00-ish, then everyone started getting ready for the party. I, on the other hand, just went into the bathroom and stared at myself for about three seconds. I looked very plain. Very ugly. Oh well, nothing I could do about it. So I sat on the couch and waited for everyone else to get ready. After what seemed like hours we left. No, scratch that, me, Two-Bit, Soda and Steve left. Darry had to work and Pony wasn't aloud. Johnny almost always just stuck with Pony. I memorized the way there in case I wanted to come back. The moment I looked at the party, I knew coming here was a mistake. People making out, drinking, drunks. Gross. I just followed Soda and Steve around. I have no idea where Two-Bit went but I passed by him once, he was practically drunk. Oh great.
Soda's POV
I have never been so excited. I was finally going to a real party, the type all the guys talked about but I could never go to. Mostly because my brother wouldn't let me. He wouldn't have let me if he had seen this place. I was starting to really have a good time with Steve. Carli was starting to scare me though. She just followed me around like a ghost. Never talking. She is one weird chick. After a while, some guy came up and offered us some beers. Steve took one, so I took one too. Carli stared at the guy like he was nuts. I wouldn't actually drink it though. I knew what happened when I drank. It only took me a little bit to get drunk. And then I would calm down. I would slow down. "You gonna drink that?" Steve asked. "No!" "Why not, come on, no one here's going to tell on you. Two-Bit's to drunk and you know I wouldn't!" we both looked at Carli. She wouldn't talk. She never talked. "Well maybe just oneā¦" "Atta boy!" I liked it when Steve was happy with me. He was rarely ever happy. Just one. For Steve.
Carli's POV
As soon as Soda took the beer I left. I knew what would happen and I really didn't feel like hanging out with a bunch of drunks. I wasn't stupid. For some reason, all I really did was worry about Soda. I hoped he could stick with his senses.
Soda's POV
I didn't.
