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Chapter 6
Monday
The next day, Monday, Meagan woke up (amazingly in her own house) after about thirty minutes worth of sleeping and got ready for school. She picked out a nice skirt and shirt to wear. She dried her hair and brushed it. It hung loose over her shoulders and down her back. She ran out the door with her backpack all the way to Two-Bit's house.
"Ready?"
"Yeah." Said Meagan, panting. Meagan got in the backseat. Silent tears ran down her face as she remembered how she, Ponyboy, and Johnny would sit in the back all of the time. Thankfully no one noticed and she quickly brushed them away. "Thanks for the ride." She said as they pulled up to the school. Steve and her headed toward their homeroom while Two-Bit headed the other way. "You know what? I think I'm the only senior without a license."
"Um, okay. I can't help you there. You already know how to drive."
"I know. You can't help with anything." Meagan ran toward room 17, their homeroom.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Steve yelled after her. He hurried to catch up. "Meagan, are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm- I'm fine."
"You sure?"
"Yeah, come on, we're gonna be late." Meagan walked into the room followed closely by Steve. They sat in their usual seats and waited fro Mr. Brown, their teacher.
Meagan barely listened. She caught just enough to take a few notes and then copy down the homework. Steve was worried about her. At lunch she was nowhere to be found. Steve and Two-Bit couldn't find her. Of course they didn't look in the library.
Meagan sat in the corner backed up against a bookshelf. Her knees were pulled up to her chest with a book resting on them. Every five minutes she would turn the page to make it look like she was reading. In reality, she was thinking about what Dally had said. 'First Pony and Johnny goin' to the country,' He had also said at some point that he had a cousin in Windrixville. Could they be related? She turned the page.
When the bell rang she found a nice table and settled down for study hall, the only class without Steve. Next she had Auto Mechanics and then she would be out of there. She hated school, she really did. It was too boring.
She decided to do her homework. It was pretty easy, in math they had a substitute, so no homework there, in P.E. she never got homework, in English all she had to do is read a chapter in the book she was reading, and in History all she had to do was study the notes for the quiz. She decided to read and then use Steve's notes later.
When the bell rang she bolted to Auto Mechanics. It was her favorite class. The others were too boring and in P.E. she was the shortest and the youngest so the other girls assumed she wasn't any good.
Again she was paired with Steve and again he was a work hog.
"Steve, will you please let me do something? I'm just as good at this as you are."
"Okay, here, you can work on the brakes."
"Okay." Meagan went to work. It took about thirty minutes, the end of the period.
When the bell rang, Meagan was just cleaning up. She had a black stain on her cheek and very dirty hands. She washed them before taking her hair down (it was up for class). Steve was waiting for her.
"Need a ride?"
"Nope."
"If you're going home alone, forget it."
"I'm not going home alone. What are you, crazy?"
"Probably. I'll see ya' later. Don't be out to late."
"What are you, my dad now?"
"Nope, just a concerned brother." Steve ran to meet up with Two-Bit. Now, if Meagan could just find Curly...
"Hey Meagan!" Meagan jumped and turned around. There was Curly.
"Hey Curly, you ready?"
"Yeah, I borrowed Tim's car, let's go."
"Do you even know how to drive?"
"It can't be that hard."
"Give me the keys, I'll drive."
"Okay." Curly tossed her the keys before getting into the passenger side. "Where're we going?"
"Dingo's." Meagan said as she backed out and went to the stop sign. She turned onto the empty street that led to Dingo's."
"Where'd you learn to drive?"
"Dally, Steve, Soda, and Darry."
"Meagan, do you think we could ever get back together?"
"Oh gosh, curly, I dunno. I don't think it could ever work. Do we really want another war against our gangs?"
"No, I guess not." Curly looked at his shoes.
"Curly, Greasers already have a rival, they don't have to be rivals of each other, and that's what'll happen if we go out again." She said as she turned into the driveway and parked the car. "Shall we go in?"
"You go ahead, I'll be there in a minute."
"Okay." Meagan got out of the car and was just about to open the doors when she heard an engine start up. She turned around just in time to see Curly drive (very sloppily) away.
Chapter 6
Monday
The next day, Monday, Meagan woke up (amazingly in her own house) after about thirty minutes worth of sleeping and got ready for school. She picked out a nice skirt and shirt to wear. She dried her hair and brushed it. It hung loose over her shoulders and down her back. She ran out the door with her backpack all the way to Two-Bit's house.
"Ready?"
"Yeah." Said Meagan, panting. Meagan got in the backseat. Silent tears ran down her face as she remembered how she, Ponyboy, and Johnny would sit in the back all of the time. Thankfully no one noticed and she quickly brushed them away. "Thanks for the ride." She said as they pulled up to the school. Steve and her headed toward their homeroom while Two-Bit headed the other way. "You know what? I think I'm the only senior without a license."
"Um, okay. I can't help you there. You already know how to drive."
"I know. You can't help with anything." Meagan ran toward room 17, their homeroom.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Steve yelled after her. He hurried to catch up. "Meagan, are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm- I'm fine."
"You sure?"
"Yeah, come on, we're gonna be late." Meagan walked into the room followed closely by Steve. They sat in their usual seats and waited fro Mr. Brown, their teacher.
Meagan barely listened. She caught just enough to take a few notes and then copy down the homework. Steve was worried about her. At lunch she was nowhere to be found. Steve and Two-Bit couldn't find her. Of course they didn't look in the library.
Meagan sat in the corner backed up against a bookshelf. Her knees were pulled up to her chest with a book resting on them. Every five minutes she would turn the page to make it look like she was reading. In reality, she was thinking about what Dally had said. 'First Pony and Johnny goin' to the country,' He had also said at some point that he had a cousin in Windrixville. Could they be related? She turned the page.
When the bell rang she found a nice table and settled down for study hall, the only class without Steve. Next she had Auto Mechanics and then she would be out of there. She hated school, she really did. It was too boring.
She decided to do her homework. It was pretty easy, in math they had a substitute, so no homework there, in P.E. she never got homework, in English all she had to do is read a chapter in the book she was reading, and in History all she had to do was study the notes for the quiz. She decided to read and then use Steve's notes later.
When the bell rang she bolted to Auto Mechanics. It was her favorite class. The others were too boring and in P.E. she was the shortest and the youngest so the other girls assumed she wasn't any good.
Again she was paired with Steve and again he was a work hog.
"Steve, will you please let me do something? I'm just as good at this as you are."
"Okay, here, you can work on the brakes."
"Okay." Meagan went to work. It took about thirty minutes, the end of the period.
When the bell rang, Meagan was just cleaning up. She had a black stain on her cheek and very dirty hands. She washed them before taking her hair down (it was up for class). Steve was waiting for her.
"Need a ride?"
"Nope."
"If you're going home alone, forget it."
"I'm not going home alone. What are you, crazy?"
"Probably. I'll see ya' later. Don't be out to late."
"What are you, my dad now?"
"Nope, just a concerned brother." Steve ran to meet up with Two-Bit. Now, if Meagan could just find Curly...
"Hey Meagan!" Meagan jumped and turned around. There was Curly.
"Hey Curly, you ready?"
"Yeah, I borrowed Tim's car, let's go."
"Do you even know how to drive?"
"It can't be that hard."
"Give me the keys, I'll drive."
"Okay." Curly tossed her the keys before getting into the passenger side. "Where're we going?"
"Dingo's." Meagan said as she backed out and went to the stop sign. She turned onto the empty street that led to Dingo's."
"Where'd you learn to drive?"
"Dally, Steve, Soda, and Darry."
"Meagan, do you think we could ever get back together?"
"Oh gosh, curly, I dunno. I don't think it could ever work. Do we really want another war against our gangs?"
"No, I guess not." Curly looked at his shoes.
"Curly, Greasers already have a rival, they don't have to be rivals of each other, and that's what'll happen if we go out again." She said as she turned into the driveway and parked the car. "Shall we go in?"
"You go ahead, I'll be there in a minute."
"Okay." Meagan got out of the car and was just about to open the doors when she heard an engine start up. She turned around just in time to see Curly drive (very sloppily) away.