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"Hot chick, huh Pony?" Two-bit asked quietly. "Yeah," Pony muttered, thinking, "That's not what got me though." Two-Bit looked at him curiously, "Greaser or Soc?" Darry cut in, "She looked kind of in the middle, but since she actually interacted with us, she could be a greaser." "I don't care what she is! Let's just get out of this train station! People stare too much." Steve yelled and so the gang headed out. On the way out, everyone watched two Socs fight. Looked like they were fighting over a girl. "She bumped into me! It was for her, not you!" "As if hitting me isn't enough! You actually missed a girl? She ducked?! That can't be possible! Girls can't fight!" "This one could! Or she knew how to dodge!" Pony wasn't watching, however; he had his eye on the girl who was climbing into a red truck. She looked awful like the girl I helped up at the train, he thought. She turned her head and glared at the Socs. She then caught Pony's eye and grinned, then waved. The old woman looked at her and swatted her hand, giving her a lecture. She straightened up, looking nervous. Her head bobbed as the truck started up. Pony glanced at his feet as though they were made of gold until Darry yelled for him to jump in the truck so they could go home.
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I sat in the beat-up truck listening not to the loud chatter of the woman beside me as she explained the rules and regulations of the place I was to call home now, but to the low hum of engine. My mind drifted uncertainly to the meeting I had had with the cutie named Ponyboy. I have a wonderful memory, as I can remember every word said from a conversation that lasted five days ago. So, I strained my brain to recall exactly what happened. I had tripped over my own feet in my hurry to get off the train and had dropped all my stuff. My art work and supplies had flew out of the case and my paper flew away. I went back to my spilled stuff after I had ran after the paper and had found Ponyboy. Oh, he was so cute, I thought. My occupant glared at me sternly. Man, she reminds me of……. No, she couldn't be like her…….. I went back to my memory. Ponyboy had helped me get everything back together and then had went into a frenzy about someone named Johnny when he looked into my eyes. I gritted my teeth, trying to think of who Johnny could be? A friend? A celebrity? She frowned and sighed. "Your things are in the back, am I correct?" her escort asked her. She nodded, "Mmm hmm….." "There will be no rudeness when you're here! It's either 'Yes maam' or 'No maam'!!!! Is that clear?" Rolling my eyes so that she couldn't see, I clearly told her, "Yes maam!" Finally, after ten minutes of her squabbling at me, we arrived at where I would be staying. Knowing that she would bring my stuff up, I jumped out to take a little walk. Who could guess who I would see?
PONY'S POV
I backed up against the wall, terrified. Four or five Socs were smiled wickedly at me as they cracked their knuckles and spit. I gulped. I thought we had ended this at the rumble! What is the problem with taking a little walk once in a while? I had told Darry I was out for a walk, so my problem was? One of the guys got me up against the wall and the others held me as he asked, "You the one who's friend killed our pal?" I started to sweat and glanced at the ground. They all chuckled and the one that had spoken grinned. "You're dead meat, buddy!" As far as I could tell, they didn't have any knives or chains, but he cracked his knuckles once again, stretched his muscles, and aimed for a punch at me. I closed my eyes tight for the blow…… but it never came. "Hey guys!" I heard someone yell and I opened my eyes to see Melodie standing under one of the street lights. Her eyes were glowing with a silverfish touch. The Socs spun around to stare at her. "Hey, Andy! Uh, I think I saw you at the train station earlier today! How's Paul?" She enunciated all her words, grinning evilly. I could tell that she had hit a nerve of his. "You again!" he roared, "Stay out of this, you Greaser!" 'Uh oh,' I thought as I noticed her wincing at the disgust of his words. "Paul! Help me here!" the Soc, probably Andy, yelled to his friend. "This is the girl?" Paul asked, coming over to him, "This is the girl that got away from you?!' Then he broke into laughter, "Haha!!!!!! Scrawny little thing, don't you think?!" He regretted it right then. Melodie grabbed his wrist and swung him around. After that, she let him fly……. he landed on his stomach next to a brick wall. Knocked him out…… Andy blew up, "You little……" he yelled, grabbing her by the torso. "Oh, no you don't!" she cried, flipping him over her hip. A few other guys ran into the fight, however lost terribly as Andy went tumbling over into them. They all landed in a heap on the ground, moaning with dizziness. They wouldn't get up for quite some time. The guys holding me up dropped me, running over to her. One took a swing at her, but she ducked and swung her foot under his ankles. He tripped and the other guys helped him up and he ran. Two Socs tried to sneak up behind her, but she just jumped about a foot into the air and spun, her legs kicking them both in the stomach. One Soc was left standing. He stared at her as sweat poured down her forehead. Then, in an instant, he rushed at her. She ran straight toward the brick, and bounded back from it, flinging herself upon him. He skidded across the alley, holding his side, and then dropped…… into a faint. Silence. I stared with amazement at the one girl who had done this. One against what? Ten? Twenty? She was breathing heavily and sat down against the wall. After a minute or so of slow breathing, she looked over at me, "You okay? I hope they didn't scare you much. Dirty….." A few words were uttered and I shook my head, still shocked. She got up and turned, about to leave, but I caught her, "Thanks! You were great!" She grinned and suddenly, we heard bounding steps coming toward us. The gang. "Pony! You okay?" "Jerks!" "Pony! How you doing?" Skidding up to me, they looked at me, worriedly. I opened my arms, revealing the scene. All mouths dropped. I pointed at Melodie, who had swiftly and silently jumped upon a fence, walked steadily across it, and was heading back home. They stared openly at the small girl, who was whistling a small tune, not wanting to take credit. Darry grunted. Soda grinned. Steve gritted his teeth and Two-bit…. He broke into a howl, "Ooo eee!!!! Hot stuff!" Getting his voice back, Darry called, "Hey, girl!" Melodie stopped in her tracks, but didn't turn around. For a second there, it seemed to me as if she was a bit frightened, but the thought disappeared as she turned around, her strong eyes beaming down on us. Soda spoke up, "Uh, thanks for helping Pony….. would you like to stay for dinner?" She stood there, stunned. As if she'd never been asked to dinner before. "Um….. sure!" she called, blushing slightly. I smiled and waved at her stupidly and she smiled back. The guys were already leaving and I motioned for her to follow. She looked a bit hesitant for a second, standing there under the street light, but after another few seconds, she nodded and followed me. When we reached home, I could smell the rich scent of dinner, which told me Darry had already began to cook our meal. "Uh, you need to call your mom or dad or whatever to tell them you're here?" I asked. "I already said that I'd be home before curfew, which is…… uh, 12:00!" Everyone stared at her and she nodded, "Mmm hmm…….." Darry shook his head and went back to the stove. After several minutes of playing poker, which she joined in and won against SODA, Darry called us to the table. Placed before us was the usual…….eggs and ham, and I suddenly hoped she wouldn't mind. We then began to eat, however, before any of us could finish, we looked at Melodie's plate and noticed that all he food……. was gone……
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