Hey, it's StillStayingGold.obviously. I'm new here and everything and this
is my first fanfic, but I know that that's just a waste of time to talk
about and you people don't really care, so I'm going to get on with the
topic. Review or e-mail me with any suggestions. All types of criticism are
welcome, and anything you would like to say to me as well. You don't have
to review if you don't want to; I know how annoying it can get when people
are begging for them. Anyway, here's chapter two.
Oh, and I remembered I needed to do this. Disclaimer: I own everyone you don't recognize. Everyone else belongs to S. E. Hinton.
CHAPTER TWO
"Well, hey there, Two-Bit. Can I interest you in a lovely night with me and these two kids here?"
"That depends. What're you doin'," he slurred.
"At the moment, I'm getting too drunk for my own good, and currently have no self control. I don't know exactly what those two are doing. I think their just watching me make a full on ass of myself, but hey, everything's grand in Ashley land."
"If it will make you happier, I enjoy watching you make an ass of yourself." Two-Bit said jokingly.
"Yea, you get all jolly, and then you start rambling on about stuff that nobody cares about. But I would have to say the funniest thing is when you try to pick up guys." Pony said, knowing that I was too drunk to care that I was being insulted
"I pick up guys okay when I'm dunk. I bet I could lift Two-Bit here right over my head." At that, Two-Bit and I started laughing our heads off. After the first two minutes of laughing, we weren't laughing at my remark anymore.
"That joke was lame beyond means of comprehension," Ponyboy said.
After we were through with our drunken laughing fit, I looked at Johnny to find him taking a swig of my beer. "Now you be careful with that kid- ah screw it! I ain't your boss. Drink as much as you want. I'm just gonna tell you now though. That hangover is going to be a major bitch." Then I just went back to playing around with Two-Bit.
I liked hangin' with Two-Bit, because I knew he expected nothing from me. Our relationship was totally friendly, and it was good to have something like that. Sure, we flirted sometimes, but we knew we would never go beyond that. He was eighteen and I was fifteen. Besides, he was my buddy. I just didn't like my buddies like that.
Fifteen minutes later we were four hammered teenagers in the middle of a party lying on the floor of my cousin's bedroom. It was awesome.
"Hey, Ashley," a voice said from a few feet over. I looked over to see Johnny lying there staring at me.
"Hey, kid. What's up?"
"Why do you always call me kid? I'm a year older than you."
"I'm sorry. I didn't really think about it much. Guess I think that age isn't really anything but how long you been on the planet. I grew up too fast, and so I always thought of myself as a few years older than I really am. You dig?"
"Yea, I dig."
"Good. I'm hot. You wanna go outside? I need fresh air."
"Sure, why not? It ain't like I got anything better to do with my time." He said tiredly.
We fought through the party which was getting pretty heavy, and I wanted to go and tell Pony and Two-Bit to wake up, but I decided against it. It was their fault for falling asleep when they knew they were at a perfectly good party. And besides, I was going outside with Johnny to talk. I had better things to do than mind their business for them.
When we reached the porch, I was happy to see that no one was out there. Johnny sat on a low step and leaned back. I joined him since I didn't know what else to do. I leaned back against the step behind me and looked up at the sky. There were only a few stars out that night, but the sky was still beautiful. You could see the clouds in front of the moon. They were like pieces of purple lace strung together.
"Hey, Johnny," I said dreamily, "have you ever looked at something, and for no particular reason, didn't want to take you eyes off of it?"
"Yea, lots of times. Why?"
"The sky, it's the same sky it was yesterday, and when I looked at it then it didn't seem as beautiful as it does now."
"Oh, well I can understand that." He grinned.
"What," I asked puzzled.
"I was just thinking, this is the only time me and Pony can smart off to you without getting our butts whooped, and I kinda like it. He's right, you know. You do act more easy goin' and down to earth when you're drunk. You're not like Two-Bit, who gets crazy, or like my dad, who gets mean. You're just.you."
"Well, durr. Of course I'm me. Don't you know by now? I have to be original about everything I do," I said kidding.
"No, you know what I mean. You just do everything right. It puzzles me sometimes."
"You know what," I said getting ready to make a joke, "I think you had too much to drink. Usually it's me rambling on about things that make no sense, but now it's you."
"I guess."
"Let's go back in and wake those two up. Two-Bit's not gonna be happy if he misses this party," I said attempting to change the subject without him noticing.
"Okay."
Oh, and I remembered I needed to do this. Disclaimer: I own everyone you don't recognize. Everyone else belongs to S. E. Hinton.
CHAPTER TWO
"Well, hey there, Two-Bit. Can I interest you in a lovely night with me and these two kids here?"
"That depends. What're you doin'," he slurred.
"At the moment, I'm getting too drunk for my own good, and currently have no self control. I don't know exactly what those two are doing. I think their just watching me make a full on ass of myself, but hey, everything's grand in Ashley land."
"If it will make you happier, I enjoy watching you make an ass of yourself." Two-Bit said jokingly.
"Yea, you get all jolly, and then you start rambling on about stuff that nobody cares about. But I would have to say the funniest thing is when you try to pick up guys." Pony said, knowing that I was too drunk to care that I was being insulted
"I pick up guys okay when I'm dunk. I bet I could lift Two-Bit here right over my head." At that, Two-Bit and I started laughing our heads off. After the first two minutes of laughing, we weren't laughing at my remark anymore.
"That joke was lame beyond means of comprehension," Ponyboy said.
After we were through with our drunken laughing fit, I looked at Johnny to find him taking a swig of my beer. "Now you be careful with that kid- ah screw it! I ain't your boss. Drink as much as you want. I'm just gonna tell you now though. That hangover is going to be a major bitch." Then I just went back to playing around with Two-Bit.
I liked hangin' with Two-Bit, because I knew he expected nothing from me. Our relationship was totally friendly, and it was good to have something like that. Sure, we flirted sometimes, but we knew we would never go beyond that. He was eighteen and I was fifteen. Besides, he was my buddy. I just didn't like my buddies like that.
Fifteen minutes later we were four hammered teenagers in the middle of a party lying on the floor of my cousin's bedroom. It was awesome.
"Hey, Ashley," a voice said from a few feet over. I looked over to see Johnny lying there staring at me.
"Hey, kid. What's up?"
"Why do you always call me kid? I'm a year older than you."
"I'm sorry. I didn't really think about it much. Guess I think that age isn't really anything but how long you been on the planet. I grew up too fast, and so I always thought of myself as a few years older than I really am. You dig?"
"Yea, I dig."
"Good. I'm hot. You wanna go outside? I need fresh air."
"Sure, why not? It ain't like I got anything better to do with my time." He said tiredly.
We fought through the party which was getting pretty heavy, and I wanted to go and tell Pony and Two-Bit to wake up, but I decided against it. It was their fault for falling asleep when they knew they were at a perfectly good party. And besides, I was going outside with Johnny to talk. I had better things to do than mind their business for them.
When we reached the porch, I was happy to see that no one was out there. Johnny sat on a low step and leaned back. I joined him since I didn't know what else to do. I leaned back against the step behind me and looked up at the sky. There were only a few stars out that night, but the sky was still beautiful. You could see the clouds in front of the moon. They were like pieces of purple lace strung together.
"Hey, Johnny," I said dreamily, "have you ever looked at something, and for no particular reason, didn't want to take you eyes off of it?"
"Yea, lots of times. Why?"
"The sky, it's the same sky it was yesterday, and when I looked at it then it didn't seem as beautiful as it does now."
"Oh, well I can understand that." He grinned.
"What," I asked puzzled.
"I was just thinking, this is the only time me and Pony can smart off to you without getting our butts whooped, and I kinda like it. He's right, you know. You do act more easy goin' and down to earth when you're drunk. You're not like Two-Bit, who gets crazy, or like my dad, who gets mean. You're just.you."
"Well, durr. Of course I'm me. Don't you know by now? I have to be original about everything I do," I said kidding.
"No, you know what I mean. You just do everything right. It puzzles me sometimes."
"You know what," I said getting ready to make a joke, "I think you had too much to drink. Usually it's me rambling on about things that make no sense, but now it's you."
"I guess."
"Let's go back in and wake those two up. Two-Bit's not gonna be happy if he misses this party," I said attempting to change the subject without him noticing.
"Okay."