Ok I've decided to put the next chapter up especially for Angel596. this chapter is a bit slow but theres better to come. I hope you like it :)
9
At the beginning of the year, our principal announced that he was going to retire at the end of the year and my English teacher, Mrs. Krobable, had a brainstorm to make a play for him at his farewell party. The whole of my grade was going to be involved. She already had who was going to play the lead in mind. Me. I was going to play Macbeth in the Shakespearean play with the same name, which was the principal's favourite play. It was about a guy called Macbeth who wanted power so badly that he killed the King (Duncan) who he used to work for. I didn't mind it much at all; I got to kill a few people and order others to be killed and I had to kiss the head cheerleader, Patty McCormick who was cast as Lady Macbeth.
Some of the people in the play I'd never really met before. I guess you could say I was living in a world of my own which consisted of Football and good grades. All my friends were footballers and were always in the highest classes. They were all Socs too, which was ok by me. They never made me feel different because I'm from a lower class. I went out of my way to prove myself to everybody and now they've all accepted me for who I am.
In the play, Macbeth has a best friend called Banquo (who he has killed in the end because he got in his way of power). The guy that was cast for the part of Banquo was a greaser called Daniel Jefferson. He just moved in half-way through the previous year and wasn't much of a footballer so I never met him before.
Mrs. Krobable introduced us to our cast members then me and Daniel had to say our lines out in front of everyone since we were both in the first scene.
We hit it off great. At first we would just meet up after school to practice our lines. Then we started going over my house to just hang out. He was the only friend I had that I actually invited over to my house. As I said before, most my friends were Socs and lived in mansions compared to my house but I wasn't fussy about Danny seeing it, after all he was a greaser like me. We didn't have the best of homes but we knew how to have fun.
Danny got along with everyone in my family. My mom loved him especially because he was always cracking jokes and making her laugh. He could talk cars with Soda, books with Ponyboy, history and politics with dad. He even got along with the gang- even Dallas.
The only thing about him was that he never talked about his family and he never invited me over to his house. I knew his parents were divorced and that he lived with his mother. He mentioned his sister once or twice. She was 2 years younger than us, 16. But he never told me her name or anything else. Just that she worked to save up for college and that he had to go and pick her up from work on Friday nights.
I could tell he didn't get along well with his mother. When he came over for dinner once, mom said "next time you come over, bring your mother and your sister too"
He simply replied "my mother doesn't take interest in my friends".
After that he told me about his dad. He loved his dad a lot more than his mother. It was her fault he left her for a younger woman. Danny said he would prefer to live with his father and step mother any day, but was only going to stay around until he finished school then he'd leave. But he didn't want to leave his sister Mira. I hadn't met her yet but she seemed like a quiet lonely girl. Two-Bit said he'd seen her around school, she was in one of his classes but she never talked much.