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~*~*~*~*~*~*~Chapter 17: Home Is Where The Heart Is~*~*~*~*~*~*~
^^Soda's POV
I heard Two-Bit's rumbling engine behind me. I knew it was Two-Bit because of his engine; he refused to bring it in to the DX because Steve and I wouldn't give him a discount. It wasn't my fault our boss watches us like hawks! I swear that dude wants Steve and I to beat it. Evil man!
Pete put his hand on my shoulder. "Well, well, isn't this turning into a happy reunion?"
I grinned widely and walked over to Two-Bit, Pony and Johnny. "Hey, y'all!" I shouted, "Everything's ok! Dally and Bleu made up! Hey, where's Steve and ol' Superman?"
"Work," Ponyboy answered, "So everyone's friends again?"
"Yup!" I nodded, "Hey, how did you guys know we were here?"
"Thanks to Johnny's eavesdropping skills," Two-Bit laughed, and Johnny blushed.
^^Bleu's POV
Dally and I stood up and he slung an arm around me. I still couldn't believe his little speech; I didn't know he was capable of such profound words!
Before I knew it the eight of us were inside the church, sitting on the pews. Two-Bit told us how Pony and Johnny figured out where we were, and Soda told everyone how he listened on the phone. He got a slap on the side of the head from Dally for that, but it was playful. No one wants to really hurt Sodapop.
"Well, I've been thinkin'," Tim said slowly, "I thinkin' it would be better if me and Pete just turned ourselves in."
"That is a good idea," Ponyboy suddenly said, "Cuz y'all did it on self defense. We can all testify on that."
Tim and Pete nodded. "Yeah," Pete said, "That's what we'll do. Besides," he grinned, "I'm kinda missing the feeling of a jail cell."
We all laughed. We talked some more before heading back to the Curtis'. I went with Dally, Pony and Johnny in Dally's car; Two-Bit, Tim, Soda and Pete went in Two-Bit's car.
As soon as we got home, Sodapop rushed out of Two-Bit's T-Bird and jumped into his own. He sped off towards the DX faster that you can say, "See you later!"
Tim and Pete also headed for Tim's house, leaving the five of us to the house. We got bored after about five minutes, so we decided to head over to the Dingo for a bite to eat.
Somehow the five of us squeezed into one booth, but I ended up shoulder to shoulder with Pony and Dally. I didn't mind; we were family.
Dally declared that he was buying, but told us not to buy the whole store. Two-Bit jokingly asked if he could order five meals for himself afterwards.
Just then a greaser girl with blonde hair strolled by and gave Two-Bit a wink. He slowly grinned, and shot me a look. I knew what that glance meant. In one little glance I was able to see what he was saying. The look said, Look, I care about you a lot but I know I don't stand a chance with you. You've got Dally now, and I've accepted that. So right now I'm going to go and make a fool out of myself with this attractive girl, but I hope we can still be friends.
So much can come from one little look.
Two-Bit cleared his throat. "Excuse me, lady and gentlemen," he said formally, "Please excuse me while I try and court this fine young woman at the neighboring table. Ciao!"
And with that he bolted for the blonde's table. The remaining four of us burst out laughing. Pony moved to sit next to Johnny, so it was two on each side. After we ordered some food, we stared up a conversation.
"Well, this day has been exciting." Dally sighed.
"What I can't believe is that I've only been here four days!" I exclaimed, "So much happens here in Tulsa in four days!"
Ponyboy nodded. "Yep, it sure does! You know what would be cool?" he asked, directing his question to me.
I leaned forward against the table. "What?"
"If we wrote a book about our lives. Like an autobiography almost, but it's about what happens to us. Us greasers. I mean, everything happens to us. Good and bad."
"A book," I repeated, lost in thought. A book would be exciting! And about our lives…we had so many things going on it would never get boring! A book…
Dally snapped his fingers in front of my face and I jerked. "Zoning out?" he asked me with a smirk on his face.
"No. Yeah. I was thinking about Pony's suggestion. I think writing a book would be excellent!"
Dally snorted. "Who the hell would wanna read about us? We're just low-life greasers."
"I disagree with you on that," a new voice added to the conversation. It was Johnny! I almost forgot he was there, he was so quiet. Dally seemed to have too, because he was surprised.
"Bleu's got a point. There's a lot happening in our lives and I think we should share it with people. Maybe if we wrote a story from our point of view on the world, then maybe people would understand us more."
Ok, that was deep. I really admired my cousin's feelings, and I told him so. To my astonishment, Pony and Dally agreed with me, making Johnny's ears redden.
"Ponyboy, I know it was your idea and everything…" I said softly, "Would it be ok if I wrote the story?"
"Yeah sure, no problem! But I think everyone of us should contribute to the story in some way. Deal?"
"Deal!" I exclaimed, grabbing Ponyboy's hand. He grinned.
We hastily ate our food in a hurry so we could get home and start the story.
Home. That's what I called the Curtis residence. Would that be my home from now on?
I smiled to myself. Anywhere I'm surrounded by my family, I'm home.
I remembered an old saying my grandparents told me. Home is where the heart is. Well, these greasers have my heart. And I believe they will keep it for a long time to come.
THE END!
Disclaimer: OMG this is like the first story I actually ended. Seriously my computer is full of unfinished stories, so I'm sorry if this ending sucked. Tell me what you think about it and if I should write a sequel! REVIEW PLEASE! THANKS!