Chapter 8 Pretty and Popular
We've been through this before people. None of these characters are mine they all belong to S.E. Hinton. Also, I would like to thank the people who review. It really gives me inspiration to keep writing knowing that there are people who are going to read.
Soda looked taken aback. He never expected this to turn on him. Two- Bit and Steve walked in at about that moment.
"Hey we decided to take a longer way home to give you guys some bonding time." Two-Bit said jokingly, although I have no doubt that they did take a longer way. I wasn't in the mood to talk to any of them so I turned and tried to walk away, but Soda grabbed my shirt and hauled me to our room.
"Where'd you think you're going? Huh? You're staying here until Darry gets home at which time he can deal with your little escapade into the world of drugs."
"What are you talking about? Pony did drugs?" Steve was awe-struck. "I didn't think the id had it in him."
"I didn't do drugs, and like I said trust works two ways. The worst I did today was break someone's nose." I walked into my room without a fight. Soda closed the door and left me in there by myself. I picked up Gone with the Wind, because my other book was in the living room with Soda, and started to read it. I had already read it once since Johnny's death and I couldn't bring myself to read it again, until now. I read 150 pages before Darry got home at 7. Darry barged into my room yelling at the top of his lungs.
"PONYBOY CURTIS WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING DITCHING SCHOOL LIKE THAT?!? NOT TO MENTION GETTING INTO A FIGHT." Darry was pissed and I wasn't about to try to make up an excuse to try to cover my tracks just to have Darry find out I was lying. So this left me with a choice I wasn't to thrilled with, Tell the truth.
I told him the whole story from start to finish. From when I left the house until this exact moment. He calmed down a little during my story, at least I prayed he calmed down.
"Pony you can't skip school (woo hoo he is more calm, a lot more calm). Soda and I work hard so you can go to school. I work 2 jobs so that you can go on to do bigger and better things than anyone else here. You can't throw away you're opportunities like that. You need to be your best."
I cut him off, "What is my best? Who am I? How can I tell what my best is if I don't even know who I am!"
You gullible people you, you thought I would actually say that didn't you? Well I didn't.
"Darry I can't always be my best. You spent your school time as the all star athlete and bookworm. You are Darry the Soc and Darry the Greaser. You could fit in with either world, but I can't. I'm not you. I can't always do my best because I'm not as tough as you. It's hard to always do what your capable of and never have fun. It's all work and noplay and it's getting old. Today I just wanted a break. I wanted something that would constitute as normal for a Greaser. I don't fit in anywhere um not a Soc, even though I get the grades and am the fastest runner, and I'm not really a Greaser. Greasers get drunk and do stupid things. They cut school to go find a party. They don't get good grades or do any extra curricular activities. They like to fight whether they're forced to or not. I'm not like that. I wanted to for once know what it's like to fit in. Do you even know what it's like not to fit in? Of course you don't. Neither does Soda. Soda and you were always popular and everyone liked you. Everyone knows me as your little brother, or as Soda's little brother they don't know me for who I am. I don't even know me for who I am."
We've been through this before people. None of these characters are mine they all belong to S.E. Hinton. Also, I would like to thank the people who review. It really gives me inspiration to keep writing knowing that there are people who are going to read.
Soda looked taken aback. He never expected this to turn on him. Two- Bit and Steve walked in at about that moment.
"Hey we decided to take a longer way home to give you guys some bonding time." Two-Bit said jokingly, although I have no doubt that they did take a longer way. I wasn't in the mood to talk to any of them so I turned and tried to walk away, but Soda grabbed my shirt and hauled me to our room.
"Where'd you think you're going? Huh? You're staying here until Darry gets home at which time he can deal with your little escapade into the world of drugs."
"What are you talking about? Pony did drugs?" Steve was awe-struck. "I didn't think the id had it in him."
"I didn't do drugs, and like I said trust works two ways. The worst I did today was break someone's nose." I walked into my room without a fight. Soda closed the door and left me in there by myself. I picked up Gone with the Wind, because my other book was in the living room with Soda, and started to read it. I had already read it once since Johnny's death and I couldn't bring myself to read it again, until now. I read 150 pages before Darry got home at 7. Darry barged into my room yelling at the top of his lungs.
"PONYBOY CURTIS WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING DITCHING SCHOOL LIKE THAT?!? NOT TO MENTION GETTING INTO A FIGHT." Darry was pissed and I wasn't about to try to make up an excuse to try to cover my tracks just to have Darry find out I was lying. So this left me with a choice I wasn't to thrilled with, Tell the truth.
I told him the whole story from start to finish. From when I left the house until this exact moment. He calmed down a little during my story, at least I prayed he calmed down.
"Pony you can't skip school (woo hoo he is more calm, a lot more calm). Soda and I work hard so you can go to school. I work 2 jobs so that you can go on to do bigger and better things than anyone else here. You can't throw away you're opportunities like that. You need to be your best."
I cut him off, "What is my best? Who am I? How can I tell what my best is if I don't even know who I am!"
You gullible people you, you thought I would actually say that didn't you? Well I didn't.
"Darry I can't always be my best. You spent your school time as the all star athlete and bookworm. You are Darry the Soc and Darry the Greaser. You could fit in with either world, but I can't. I'm not you. I can't always do my best because I'm not as tough as you. It's hard to always do what your capable of and never have fun. It's all work and noplay and it's getting old. Today I just wanted a break. I wanted something that would constitute as normal for a Greaser. I don't fit in anywhere um not a Soc, even though I get the grades and am the fastest runner, and I'm not really a Greaser. Greasers get drunk and do stupid things. They cut school to go find a party. They don't get good grades or do any extra curricular activities. They like to fight whether they're forced to or not. I'm not like that. I wanted to for once know what it's like to fit in. Do you even know what it's like not to fit in? Of course you don't. Neither does Soda. Soda and you were always popular and everyone liked you. Everyone knows me as your little brother, or as Soda's little brother they don't know me for who I am. I don't even know me for who I am."