Okay, I'm back with another chapter. Notice I'm talking as if anyone's
actually reading this. If you are, thanks a bunch. You may think that last
chapter was useless, but it's gonna lead to something real important, so
yea.
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When I walked through the back door of Mara's house, I saw her smirking when she walked past me. Not thinking much about it, I went on walking toward the bedroom we were in. After making sure Johnny was still with me, I turned the door knob.
"Ponyboy Curtis! What the Hell do you think you're doing?" Pony must have had a little bit too much to drink too, because he was sitting on the floor with his legs crossed passing a joint between two other greasers.
"Ah, calm down. You're being uptight. Let the kid live a little." I then knew who the others were after getting a good look at their faces. Eric Hudson, a well known pusher around town (even the socs bought drugs from him), and the second one's first name was Corey, but I couldn't remember his last.
"Get up now, Pony. You better hope Darry doesn't find out about this, or it'll be your ass and mine."
"You know, Ashley, I never did realize how much you order me around. I'm only a year younger than you. Give me one good reason why I should listen to you," he said with his eyebrows furrowed.
"Pony, you ain't yourself at the moment. Just come with me and Ashley and we'll cool you off," Johnny said. I was startled because I completely forgot he was there.
"C'mon, Eric, this ain't worth the trouble. Let's spilt, and we'll meet the guys at the corner."
"Sure, man." And with that, the two slowly walked out of the room trying hard to keep their balance. I noticed how one was shaking really hard, and it hurt to think of Pony ever being in a state such as that.
I just stood there, not saying anything, because if I did, I would have smacked him. We were just still, looking into each other's eyes full of anger and ready to bust any minute. I finally broke the silence by going over to sit next to him. I was sitting there thinking of what to say, with a blank stare on my face. In the end, I thought up something that wasn't going to get us both angrier.
"You know, I don't mean to boss you around. I can't help it sometimes. I feel it's my duty to help people. I get worried to easily." I said in a voice that was all but a whisper.
"I'm sorry. I mean, for what I just did," Pony said, still not looking me in the eye.
"Yea, I guess you pulled a stupid." I was trying to ease the tension that he was giving off, and apparently it worked. He had somewhat of a grin on his face.
"Well, here I am, left alone again. I swear, you guys, I'm standing right here and you don't even notice me," said Johnny, who was standing beside us.
"I'll apologize, if that's what you're after."
"You won't mean it," he said with a smile on his face.
"Hey, take it, or leave it."
"I want to go home. I'm about to fall asleep." Pony did look like he was going to pass out, so I said, "Well, I guess we better go find Two-Bit. God knows what he's up to." And with that we left.
On the ride home, I couldn't take my eyes off the clouds. I mean, it was just beautiful how you could see them even in the night time. Even though my eyes were practically glued to the sky, I would quickly glance around to everybody in the car to make sure they were alright. I mostly look at Two-Bit to make sure he was driving okay, because he had had more than enough drinks at the party. It could have been worse. Hell, we could have been at Buck's that night with Dally.
Thinking of which, that man looks a whole lot like Dally crossing the road in front of us. Oh God!
"Two-Bit, stop! It's Dally!" The car screeched to a stop, but I fainted before I knew if we were soon enough.
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Disclaimer: I own everyone you don't recognize; S. E. Hinton owns the rest.
When I walked through the back door of Mara's house, I saw her smirking when she walked past me. Not thinking much about it, I went on walking toward the bedroom we were in. After making sure Johnny was still with me, I turned the door knob.
"Ponyboy Curtis! What the Hell do you think you're doing?" Pony must have had a little bit too much to drink too, because he was sitting on the floor with his legs crossed passing a joint between two other greasers.
"Ah, calm down. You're being uptight. Let the kid live a little." I then knew who the others were after getting a good look at their faces. Eric Hudson, a well known pusher around town (even the socs bought drugs from him), and the second one's first name was Corey, but I couldn't remember his last.
"Get up now, Pony. You better hope Darry doesn't find out about this, or it'll be your ass and mine."
"You know, Ashley, I never did realize how much you order me around. I'm only a year younger than you. Give me one good reason why I should listen to you," he said with his eyebrows furrowed.
"Pony, you ain't yourself at the moment. Just come with me and Ashley and we'll cool you off," Johnny said. I was startled because I completely forgot he was there.
"C'mon, Eric, this ain't worth the trouble. Let's spilt, and we'll meet the guys at the corner."
"Sure, man." And with that, the two slowly walked out of the room trying hard to keep their balance. I noticed how one was shaking really hard, and it hurt to think of Pony ever being in a state such as that.
I just stood there, not saying anything, because if I did, I would have smacked him. We were just still, looking into each other's eyes full of anger and ready to bust any minute. I finally broke the silence by going over to sit next to him. I was sitting there thinking of what to say, with a blank stare on my face. In the end, I thought up something that wasn't going to get us both angrier.
"You know, I don't mean to boss you around. I can't help it sometimes. I feel it's my duty to help people. I get worried to easily." I said in a voice that was all but a whisper.
"I'm sorry. I mean, for what I just did," Pony said, still not looking me in the eye.
"Yea, I guess you pulled a stupid." I was trying to ease the tension that he was giving off, and apparently it worked. He had somewhat of a grin on his face.
"Well, here I am, left alone again. I swear, you guys, I'm standing right here and you don't even notice me," said Johnny, who was standing beside us.
"I'll apologize, if that's what you're after."
"You won't mean it," he said with a smile on his face.
"Hey, take it, or leave it."
"I want to go home. I'm about to fall asleep." Pony did look like he was going to pass out, so I said, "Well, I guess we better go find Two-Bit. God knows what he's up to." And with that we left.
On the ride home, I couldn't take my eyes off the clouds. I mean, it was just beautiful how you could see them even in the night time. Even though my eyes were practically glued to the sky, I would quickly glance around to everybody in the car to make sure they were alright. I mostly look at Two-Bit to make sure he was driving okay, because he had had more than enough drinks at the party. It could have been worse. Hell, we could have been at Buck's that night with Dally.
Thinking of which, that man looks a whole lot like Dally crossing the road in front of us. Oh God!
"Two-Bit, stop! It's Dally!" The car screeched to a stop, but I fainted before I knew if we were soon enough.
Reviewing is strongly encouraged, but you don't have to if you don't want to. Just keep reading, please!