She coolly walked over. They were talking and then she pulled something sharp out.

"hey Two-bit, looks like your blade is missing" Steve said.

"great! She took it again!" he said.

I was just staring at them, hadn't they noticed that she just pulled a blade on a girl? I ran over as fast as I could.

"fuck off bitch!" she was saying, shaking Two-bit's blade.

"hey! Hey! Hey!" I said, pulling her away," what's up with her?" I asked as we walked away.

"she said you were just a boy who goes out with every girl just for pity." she said.

"never you mind what she said; it just isn't true." I said.

"hey, can I PLEASE have my blade back?" Two-bit asked.

"yeah yeah yeah yeah.." She said, handing it over.

"I'm hungry," Azia said as we came closer to her spot," can you come with me to the stand for some popcorn?" she asked Trish.

"sure why not?" she said and they walked over to the stand. I watched her gulp down what she thought was her soda.

"ewww! Pepsi!" Two-bit said, holding up a pop bottle, Trish had drunk the rest of Two-bit's beer. It took a while for her to become drunk, I watched her stumble over back to us in 5 minutes.

"how could she have mistaken Two-bit's booze for her soda when it was on the other side of the row?" Darry asked.

Just then, Azia jammed her fists into her pockets," I switched it." She said.

"aw azia! Why in the world-" Darry began but was soon cut off by her," It was only because Steve dared me to!" everyone looked at Steve," what? I overdid it by a dare. She'll live." He said.

Everything calmed down over the next minute, all except Trish. She was sitting on the chair, in between me and Azia; crossing and uncrossing her legs, playing with the gravel, and rocking back and forth on her chair.

I watched her for a while until she rocked back too far. She grabbed onto my chair to try and keep straight but brought me down with her. We were rolling around, laughing away; everyone laughing too. Azia looked back, still sitting on her chair and fell down too.

"Dammit kids! Shut up already!" people were yelling.

"alright. Lets go home," Darry said, pulling me up by the arm.

We were walking home, behind the others by about a block. Trish's arms over my shoulder's and Azia's because she was too drunk to walk on her own. Tim and his outfit were hanging by the corner.

"hey, whats up with this one?" he asked, taking a long drag on his cigarette," was it David?"

"naw... it was Azia over here," I said, letting go for a second and then jerking a thumb towards Azia.

"hey, need a lift? I'll hotwire... that car for you." He said, nodding towards and old ford.

"no, its ok. just a block more." I said, it wasn't a nice night to have Darry dealing with a drunkee and a stolen car.

We walked while Azia staggered behind, slowing us down even more.

"tired?" Darry said as we walked inside, he took her weight off my shoulders and hauled her onto the sofa.

"wow! Your strong!" she said.

"what a surprise." Darry said sarcastically," I think she needs something to cool her down. Maybe a sleeping pill or anything."

"pssst!" Trish said" don't tell this to Soda, I may think that I kinda maybe.."