Hello, all. StillStayingGold here, back with another chapter. Sorry for the
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On the way back to my house from the Dingo, I made Pony give me a piggy back ride. Him and Johnny had the pleasure of listening to me go on and on about a book that I had read a few days before.
"...and then she was feeling guilty and all about cheating on him with his brother, and she was about to confess that she had had an affair. It really wouldn't have made a difference for her, you see, cause he was doin' the maid..."
Right in the middle of explaining how Rob was feeling about having a romantic relationship with his brother's wife, I saw Johnny laughing at me with hands shoved in his pockets. I tried to lean over and lightly nudge him with my foot, but I guess I leaned out to much, because the next thing I know, we're all rolling on the grass with uncontrollable laughter.
Between laughs, Pony was trying his best to yell at me.
"Why in the hell did you do that," he tried to yell, but it only came out a little louder than he normally spoke.
"I was trying to get Johnny to stop laughing at me. It's not my fault I have a very strong passion for romance."
"You could've just told me to stop laughing. I would've stopped if I had known you were gonna make me fall down like a jackass in somebody else's lawn! But thanks for letting us know you feel strongly about romance; I'm sure once we tell Two-Bit about that, he'll be glad to use it for future reference," Johnny said.
"You wouldn't dare!"
"Ashley, quit with the trying to fake shock. You know he would and you're eventually gonna talk him out of it by doing something weird and embarrassing the hell out of him, so why go on with the pointless acting. Or do you have a strong passion about that too?"
I was ready to wipe that grin right off his face right then, but instead I stood up, dusted myself off, and shot him a rather fierce bird.
"All right, people. Get up; I have to get ready for my cousin's party. I'm a girl, you know, gotta be groomed and shit," I said starting on another cigarette.
"Fine, but don't expect me to give you another piggy back ride. I think I nearly broke my neck," Pony said, rubbing his neck to emphasize his point.
"All right, asshole. I'm gonna remember that."
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(Later that evening)
I was going through my clothes trying to find something fit to wear after Pony and Johnny had dropped me off at my house. I wished I could've gone to Buck's party because he always had the wildest ones, but my mom would have killed me. And besides, I couldn't have hung out with Ponyboy. Darry'd wait until pigs flew before he'd let Pony step onto that house; if the fuzz showed up, they would've thrown him in a boy's home so fast it would've made his head spin.
I had found the perfect shirt, a black tube top that hugged my curves just enough, and a decent pair of jeans. I threw on a pair of black sneakers and made my way to the bathroom where the real fun got started.
On my way down stairs to find my jacket, I heard muffled voices coming from the kitchen. I was walking so fast towards the kitchen that, when I passed through the living room, I stumped my toe on chair.
"Ooooooh, SHIT!" I didn't even think about what I had said until I had said it. Then I managed a rather quieter, "Oh, shit," but it wasn't my toe that that curse was directed toward. Nope; it was the woman in the kitchen that had the power to lock me up in my room and completely isolate me from the world if she set her mind to it.
I walked slower into the kitchen and hesitantly looked up to meet the eyes of my mother, but what I saw first attracted my attention faster. Two- Bit was sitting at my kitchen table, beer in his hand, talking to my mother. Alone.
"Oh, shit."
Okay, peeps. I'm terribly sorry for the lack of updates, but please don't hate me. Schools's a bitch, and so is homework, so if you can take the time to forgive me, I would greatly appreciate it. Oh, and also, I worked out a system for all my reviewers. It's called 'If you review my story, I'll review yours.' Starting...now. Kay then, thanks to all of you who actually read these little thingies. I know I don't usually.
Till the next time I feel like it,
StillStayingGold
On the way back to my house from the Dingo, I made Pony give me a piggy back ride. Him and Johnny had the pleasure of listening to me go on and on about a book that I had read a few days before.
"...and then she was feeling guilty and all about cheating on him with his brother, and she was about to confess that she had had an affair. It really wouldn't have made a difference for her, you see, cause he was doin' the maid..."
Right in the middle of explaining how Rob was feeling about having a romantic relationship with his brother's wife, I saw Johnny laughing at me with hands shoved in his pockets. I tried to lean over and lightly nudge him with my foot, but I guess I leaned out to much, because the next thing I know, we're all rolling on the grass with uncontrollable laughter.
Between laughs, Pony was trying his best to yell at me.
"Why in the hell did you do that," he tried to yell, but it only came out a little louder than he normally spoke.
"I was trying to get Johnny to stop laughing at me. It's not my fault I have a very strong passion for romance."
"You could've just told me to stop laughing. I would've stopped if I had known you were gonna make me fall down like a jackass in somebody else's lawn! But thanks for letting us know you feel strongly about romance; I'm sure once we tell Two-Bit about that, he'll be glad to use it for future reference," Johnny said.
"You wouldn't dare!"
"Ashley, quit with the trying to fake shock. You know he would and you're eventually gonna talk him out of it by doing something weird and embarrassing the hell out of him, so why go on with the pointless acting. Or do you have a strong passion about that too?"
I was ready to wipe that grin right off his face right then, but instead I stood up, dusted myself off, and shot him a rather fierce bird.
"All right, people. Get up; I have to get ready for my cousin's party. I'm a girl, you know, gotta be groomed and shit," I said starting on another cigarette.
"Fine, but don't expect me to give you another piggy back ride. I think I nearly broke my neck," Pony said, rubbing his neck to emphasize his point.
"All right, asshole. I'm gonna remember that."
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(Later that evening)
I was going through my clothes trying to find something fit to wear after Pony and Johnny had dropped me off at my house. I wished I could've gone to Buck's party because he always had the wildest ones, but my mom would have killed me. And besides, I couldn't have hung out with Ponyboy. Darry'd wait until pigs flew before he'd let Pony step onto that house; if the fuzz showed up, they would've thrown him in a boy's home so fast it would've made his head spin.
I had found the perfect shirt, a black tube top that hugged my curves just enough, and a decent pair of jeans. I threw on a pair of black sneakers and made my way to the bathroom where the real fun got started.
On my way down stairs to find my jacket, I heard muffled voices coming from the kitchen. I was walking so fast towards the kitchen that, when I passed through the living room, I stumped my toe on chair.
"Ooooooh, SHIT!" I didn't even think about what I had said until I had said it. Then I managed a rather quieter, "Oh, shit," but it wasn't my toe that that curse was directed toward. Nope; it was the woman in the kitchen that had the power to lock me up in my room and completely isolate me from the world if she set her mind to it.
I walked slower into the kitchen and hesitantly looked up to meet the eyes of my mother, but what I saw first attracted my attention faster. Two- Bit was sitting at my kitchen table, beer in his hand, talking to my mother. Alone.
"Oh, shit."
Okay, peeps. I'm terribly sorry for the lack of updates, but please don't hate me. Schools's a bitch, and so is homework, so if you can take the time to forgive me, I would greatly appreciate it. Oh, and also, I worked out a system for all my reviewers. It's called 'If you review my story, I'll review yours.' Starting...now. Kay then, thanks to all of you who actually read these little thingies. I know I don't usually.
Till the next time I feel like it,
StillStayingGold