***A/N: I apologize for the short chapter, though I can't guarantee
this one will be any longer. The nameless stalker may or maynot appear in
this chapter, I don't know, it depends on how far I get. Sorry
Dreaminboutdal, it's not your man, but that narrows down the choices I
think. To explain how Zee feels about Darry is a bit difficult, Zee is
protective of her sister because back home they were all each other had, so
they were forever watching each others backs, now this new kid is in the
picture so Zee just needs to see if she can trust him, it's a protective
thing that swings both ways. I guess, maybe I can explain it in the story,
we'll see..***
A nameless stalker indeed.
The new week went, for the most part, without a hitch. The Corvair Kids as Zelda had taken to calling them with a grin, stalked less often. That was the odd part, Zelda was trying to figure out how such an innocent looking kid could scare off guys like that. If Zee had a talent, it was reading people, and she knew her nameless stalker didn't have a mean bone in his body, his personality was too shy. It only seemed logical to Zelda that her stalker was part of a dangerous gang or had an older brother with a bad rep that still had influence on the dim-witted. Either that or she had lost her talent at reading people altogether, it had been her lifesaver, so thought scared her.
The stalker sounds had become less audible and were sometimes nonexistant, so maybe he had found someone worth his time to stalk, or he had gotten better at it. Zelda hoped that he had either laid off or had become stealthier, the thought of him trading her off kinda pissed Zelda off, she was a feminist by all means and didn't take kindly to the thought that she was being treated as property. In the mean time she had more important things to worry about than boys. She worked hard at the DX Station, if pumping gas is considered hard work, Steve wouldn't let her near the underside of a care, and Soda's lack of a position on the matter only encouraged him.
Zelda's other problem was Darry. He was a cool cat by most means, he helped build the extension onto the house when Steve wouldn't let her take the weekends off, he could be pissy like sometimes. Like Darry knew lots of stuff about carpentry which put him in the cool category so he taught Yvonne a lot of stuff she didn't already know, but Darry was beginning to occupy a lot of Yvonne's life. She worked with Darry all day, and when Soda swung by his house after work, Yvonne was there talking to Darry, who knew what they did when the kids weren't there, and Zelda didn't want to think about it. All Zelda knew was that Darry was monopolizing precious time she had to spend with her sister, and Yvonne didn't seem to mind. That was the part that bugged Zelda the most, Zee couldn't find a memory when the two of them weren't together or at least had each other's backs.
When the Feds were going to split them up, to confuse their parents, Yvonne convinced them that it would be impossible to live without her younger sister. When the Feds hadn't listened, Zelda had gone on a hunger strike and refused to speak to anyone, only Yvonne so the Feds decided it would be safe to keep them together. The Feds also knew the girls' history together, the fights, the suspensions, the near expulsions, and most recently their hotwiring a car that Zelda had done, but had coerced her sister into driving. Zelda and Yvonne were inseperable, back in Maine no one would dare approach them for fear of being beat down, but now, here in Tulsa, all that was changing. No one here knew of their reputation back home, about their parents, or even about the Feds. To a simple Greaser they seemed like easy chicks that needed a guy, but Yvonne and Zelda had survived flying solo, until now. Yvonne spent all her time with Darry without so much as a care about her younger sister. The idea finally struck her to try her sister's patience, to see what would get her attention. The only problem being, she couldn't try anything too outrageous or else the Feds might sweep her away.
Zelda sighed, things in Tulsa were different, the people, the weather, the guys, and most importantly, the Murphy sister reputation that had made them famous in most of Maine, people in Philly had heard of them, but here, no one had, and that was the biggest let down. Yvonne had always enjoyed a bit of havoc and a bit of fun so if only Zelda could find a way to rekindle the flame that was dwindling inside her sister.
Zee's face brightened when she scuffed her shoes and made her way to the gas station. Her dark eyes brightened and a small smile appeared when she saw Steve, boy was he in for a surprise.
"What you smiling about?" Steve asked smartly.
Zelda's smile broadened and she shook her head.
"C'mon Babe, tell me what's going down."
Zelda, afraid she wouldn't be able to hold her cover any longer cheered when a car pulled into the full service gas station. She got away from Steve who was grinning like mad, and away from Soda who had just approached with a puzzled look on his cute face, he knew Zelda hated Steve, so he had wondered why she would be talking to him.
Zelda stayed outside for the rest of her shift knowing Steve couldn't come out and socialize, he had a car to fix and Soda would see that it got done. Steve was nearly bubbling inside, finally Zee was going to talk to him, he was so excited, maybe she was tired of hating him, he knew how girls went through phases. Over the month Zelda and her sister had moved to Tulsa, Steve had at first thought he hated this new chick who loved cars, but in reality, it seemed he had fallen for her, but he couldn't give up the obnoxious act or else she would suspect and he couldn't let that happen, it was one of those unspoken rules in the know-it-all boys handbook.
After work, Soda rushed home, something to do with bills, so he let Steve lock up, even though he wasn't sure it would be wise to leave Steve alone with Zelda, despite the fact that Steve was a smart kid, Steve had done some pretty dumb shit in his life, and if Steve made the wrong move with Zelda, someone would end up in the hospital, and he was pretty sure he knew it wouldn't be the chick.
Steve grinned as he locked up, now was his chance, unfortunately for him, Zelda had been thinking the same thing. Steve tried to be smooth, "You know Zee, you aren't as bad as I thought."
Zelda grinned, this wasn't what she was expecting, but it could work to her favor. "Yeah?" She asked, "Now what do you think?"
"I think that you are a pretty smart chick, goodlooking, and could get anything that you want if you tried for it."
That had been a line Zelda had hoped he would say, but didn't actually think he'd go so far as to say it. "Well," she said slowly, like any girl would if she had just been flattered. "If I could get anything," Zelda's pensive look turned into a smile and she stopped walking, Steve stopped with her.
This was the time that they both had been waiting for, but for different reasons. They were more than a few blocks from home, and were hidden from the moon and the street by protective trees. Zelda leaned out and kissed Steve, right on the lips, just to see how he would react. Lucky for her, he played right into her hands, he leaned right into her kiss, grabbing her lovingly around her hips and pressing his body close to hers. This was as close as most guys ever got to Zelda before winding up near death, and even Zelda wasn't sure why she was delaying, she hated Steve.
When Steve's hands began to move to not-so-welcome places, Zelda made her move. But somehow, she was late. She took a small breath of air breaking from a kiss she could tell Steve didn't want to part from, but his hands kept moving, like Zelda was no different than any other Greaser girl, but he couldn't have been more wrong. When he moved them farther into the trees, he tried as expertly as he could to undress Zelda, but Zelda had other ideas. "I'm not that easy," she growled before kneeing him in the groin. He howled in pain and backed into the trees, that's where Zelda started to cuss him out for treating her like Trash. She beat him down pretty good, she took good swings at his head and stomach, years of practice made her hits precise, accurate, and painful, and made Steve wish he had never tried anything with Zelda.
When blood began to spew everywhere, from his nose, face, and everywhere else, a short being leaped out at Zelda from the trees. It was the nameless stalker. "What'd he do?" The kid asked shocked.
"I don't remember," Zelda replied, the way the kid said it with such conviction made her feel sorry for preying on a loser like Steve.
"Well, you beat him good enough," the kid said quietly in a pained voice, almost like he knew Steve. "C'mon, I'll walk you home this time."
They inspected Steve who was on the threshold on unconsciousness and couldn't see clearly, and dragged him to the Curtis place, where like usual, Yvonne was. The nameless stalker waved his goodbye and disappeared before anyone come out of the house. But when Zee saw Yvonne with Darry, her reasons for beating up Steve again came back at full force, and with them came the image of her friendly stalker's pained look. She didn't know what to say, how would she explain Steve? Tell the truth, or lie?
A nameless stalker indeed.
The new week went, for the most part, without a hitch. The Corvair Kids as Zelda had taken to calling them with a grin, stalked less often. That was the odd part, Zelda was trying to figure out how such an innocent looking kid could scare off guys like that. If Zee had a talent, it was reading people, and she knew her nameless stalker didn't have a mean bone in his body, his personality was too shy. It only seemed logical to Zelda that her stalker was part of a dangerous gang or had an older brother with a bad rep that still had influence on the dim-witted. Either that or she had lost her talent at reading people altogether, it had been her lifesaver, so thought scared her.
The stalker sounds had become less audible and were sometimes nonexistant, so maybe he had found someone worth his time to stalk, or he had gotten better at it. Zelda hoped that he had either laid off or had become stealthier, the thought of him trading her off kinda pissed Zelda off, she was a feminist by all means and didn't take kindly to the thought that she was being treated as property. In the mean time she had more important things to worry about than boys. She worked hard at the DX Station, if pumping gas is considered hard work, Steve wouldn't let her near the underside of a care, and Soda's lack of a position on the matter only encouraged him.
Zelda's other problem was Darry. He was a cool cat by most means, he helped build the extension onto the house when Steve wouldn't let her take the weekends off, he could be pissy like sometimes. Like Darry knew lots of stuff about carpentry which put him in the cool category so he taught Yvonne a lot of stuff she didn't already know, but Darry was beginning to occupy a lot of Yvonne's life. She worked with Darry all day, and when Soda swung by his house after work, Yvonne was there talking to Darry, who knew what they did when the kids weren't there, and Zelda didn't want to think about it. All Zelda knew was that Darry was monopolizing precious time she had to spend with her sister, and Yvonne didn't seem to mind. That was the part that bugged Zelda the most, Zee couldn't find a memory when the two of them weren't together or at least had each other's backs.
When the Feds were going to split them up, to confuse their parents, Yvonne convinced them that it would be impossible to live without her younger sister. When the Feds hadn't listened, Zelda had gone on a hunger strike and refused to speak to anyone, only Yvonne so the Feds decided it would be safe to keep them together. The Feds also knew the girls' history together, the fights, the suspensions, the near expulsions, and most recently their hotwiring a car that Zelda had done, but had coerced her sister into driving. Zelda and Yvonne were inseperable, back in Maine no one would dare approach them for fear of being beat down, but now, here in Tulsa, all that was changing. No one here knew of their reputation back home, about their parents, or even about the Feds. To a simple Greaser they seemed like easy chicks that needed a guy, but Yvonne and Zelda had survived flying solo, until now. Yvonne spent all her time with Darry without so much as a care about her younger sister. The idea finally struck her to try her sister's patience, to see what would get her attention. The only problem being, she couldn't try anything too outrageous or else the Feds might sweep her away.
Zelda sighed, things in Tulsa were different, the people, the weather, the guys, and most importantly, the Murphy sister reputation that had made them famous in most of Maine, people in Philly had heard of them, but here, no one had, and that was the biggest let down. Yvonne had always enjoyed a bit of havoc and a bit of fun so if only Zelda could find a way to rekindle the flame that was dwindling inside her sister.
Zee's face brightened when she scuffed her shoes and made her way to the gas station. Her dark eyes brightened and a small smile appeared when she saw Steve, boy was he in for a surprise.
"What you smiling about?" Steve asked smartly.
Zelda's smile broadened and she shook her head.
"C'mon Babe, tell me what's going down."
Zelda, afraid she wouldn't be able to hold her cover any longer cheered when a car pulled into the full service gas station. She got away from Steve who was grinning like mad, and away from Soda who had just approached with a puzzled look on his cute face, he knew Zelda hated Steve, so he had wondered why she would be talking to him.
Zelda stayed outside for the rest of her shift knowing Steve couldn't come out and socialize, he had a car to fix and Soda would see that it got done. Steve was nearly bubbling inside, finally Zee was going to talk to him, he was so excited, maybe she was tired of hating him, he knew how girls went through phases. Over the month Zelda and her sister had moved to Tulsa, Steve had at first thought he hated this new chick who loved cars, but in reality, it seemed he had fallen for her, but he couldn't give up the obnoxious act or else she would suspect and he couldn't let that happen, it was one of those unspoken rules in the know-it-all boys handbook.
After work, Soda rushed home, something to do with bills, so he let Steve lock up, even though he wasn't sure it would be wise to leave Steve alone with Zelda, despite the fact that Steve was a smart kid, Steve had done some pretty dumb shit in his life, and if Steve made the wrong move with Zelda, someone would end up in the hospital, and he was pretty sure he knew it wouldn't be the chick.
Steve grinned as he locked up, now was his chance, unfortunately for him, Zelda had been thinking the same thing. Steve tried to be smooth, "You know Zee, you aren't as bad as I thought."
Zelda grinned, this wasn't what she was expecting, but it could work to her favor. "Yeah?" She asked, "Now what do you think?"
"I think that you are a pretty smart chick, goodlooking, and could get anything that you want if you tried for it."
That had been a line Zelda had hoped he would say, but didn't actually think he'd go so far as to say it. "Well," she said slowly, like any girl would if she had just been flattered. "If I could get anything," Zelda's pensive look turned into a smile and she stopped walking, Steve stopped with her.
This was the time that they both had been waiting for, but for different reasons. They were more than a few blocks from home, and were hidden from the moon and the street by protective trees. Zelda leaned out and kissed Steve, right on the lips, just to see how he would react. Lucky for her, he played right into her hands, he leaned right into her kiss, grabbing her lovingly around her hips and pressing his body close to hers. This was as close as most guys ever got to Zelda before winding up near death, and even Zelda wasn't sure why she was delaying, she hated Steve.
When Steve's hands began to move to not-so-welcome places, Zelda made her move. But somehow, she was late. She took a small breath of air breaking from a kiss she could tell Steve didn't want to part from, but his hands kept moving, like Zelda was no different than any other Greaser girl, but he couldn't have been more wrong. When he moved them farther into the trees, he tried as expertly as he could to undress Zelda, but Zelda had other ideas. "I'm not that easy," she growled before kneeing him in the groin. He howled in pain and backed into the trees, that's where Zelda started to cuss him out for treating her like Trash. She beat him down pretty good, she took good swings at his head and stomach, years of practice made her hits precise, accurate, and painful, and made Steve wish he had never tried anything with Zelda.
When blood began to spew everywhere, from his nose, face, and everywhere else, a short being leaped out at Zelda from the trees. It was the nameless stalker. "What'd he do?" The kid asked shocked.
"I don't remember," Zelda replied, the way the kid said it with such conviction made her feel sorry for preying on a loser like Steve.
"Well, you beat him good enough," the kid said quietly in a pained voice, almost like he knew Steve. "C'mon, I'll walk you home this time."
They inspected Steve who was on the threshold on unconsciousness and couldn't see clearly, and dragged him to the Curtis place, where like usual, Yvonne was. The nameless stalker waved his goodbye and disappeared before anyone come out of the house. But when Zee saw Yvonne with Darry, her reasons for beating up Steve again came back at full force, and with them came the image of her friendly stalker's pained look. She didn't know what to say, how would she explain Steve? Tell the truth, or lie?