okay, chapter 7 time...first, if you didn't go to chapter six....I changed
it to a little mini chapter....this chapter is inspired by Russ Tamblyn's
wonderful deliverance of the line "The Hawks, they try to take it, we knock
'em down da cellar.".....so, with that....let's get back to our story
*Dally's P.O.V.*
"Riff! Catch!" I yelled and threw the ball in his direction just before I was surrounded by Ice, Joyboy and Action. I missed playing basketball. No one really played down south, football was the 'it' sport down there. I didn't mind football, but sometimes you needed a change.
Riff passed to Tony the ball. He dribbled down the court and scored.
"That makes ten. Looks like we win buddy-boys," Riff said.
"Yeah, the tenth time this week," Snowboy said dejectedly.
"Don't worry, little man," Tony said throwing his arm over Snowboy's shoulder. "All you guys have got to do is stop sucking and maybe you'll win." Everyone laughed at this.
"Let's go to Doc's and get cokes," Soda said. I liked that the guys had become easily adjusted to New York.
We walked down the streets, goofing around, pretending to throw the ball at each other, pushing around. When we turned the corner we saw the Hawks outside....surrounding Nicola, Cecile and Sonya.
"Just let them go, they haven't done anything to you guys," I heard her say. The leader of the Hawks said something inaudible and the rest of them started laughing. Cecile looked up upset, Sonya looked on the verge of tears and Nicola just stood there. That was too much for me. I wasn't one for standing around and waiting for something to happen. I walked behind one of the Hawks, tapped him on the shoulder and punched him in the face. This started a free-for-all. Jets beating on Hawks, Hawks beating on Jets. I pushed one of them off me, grabbed Nicola by the arm and pushed her into Doc's store.
I ran around the corner, to the back of Doc's store where the cellar was. I saw Riff chasing one of the Hawks in the same direction. I quickly opened the cellar door and yelled "Riff!" Riff chased the guy right down the alley and pushed him down the cellar. We stepped back and let two more Hawks fall into the cellar themselves. We laughed and walked back around front. We laughed again as we saw Darry with the leader of the Hawks pinned against a wall. It looked like we had won.
"See," Riff said. "This is why we say no jazz before the rumble. No use calling a rumble if your just gonna get beaten ahead of time. Now, since technically your actions here counted as a forfeit, I'll give you and your guys about thirty seconds to get off our turf. One...two...twenty- seven..." The Hawks went running.
whew....done for the night....I'm going to bed...review
*Dally's P.O.V.*
"Riff! Catch!" I yelled and threw the ball in his direction just before I was surrounded by Ice, Joyboy and Action. I missed playing basketball. No one really played down south, football was the 'it' sport down there. I didn't mind football, but sometimes you needed a change.
Riff passed to Tony the ball. He dribbled down the court and scored.
"That makes ten. Looks like we win buddy-boys," Riff said.
"Yeah, the tenth time this week," Snowboy said dejectedly.
"Don't worry, little man," Tony said throwing his arm over Snowboy's shoulder. "All you guys have got to do is stop sucking and maybe you'll win." Everyone laughed at this.
"Let's go to Doc's and get cokes," Soda said. I liked that the guys had become easily adjusted to New York.
We walked down the streets, goofing around, pretending to throw the ball at each other, pushing around. When we turned the corner we saw the Hawks outside....surrounding Nicola, Cecile and Sonya.
"Just let them go, they haven't done anything to you guys," I heard her say. The leader of the Hawks said something inaudible and the rest of them started laughing. Cecile looked up upset, Sonya looked on the verge of tears and Nicola just stood there. That was too much for me. I wasn't one for standing around and waiting for something to happen. I walked behind one of the Hawks, tapped him on the shoulder and punched him in the face. This started a free-for-all. Jets beating on Hawks, Hawks beating on Jets. I pushed one of them off me, grabbed Nicola by the arm and pushed her into Doc's store.
I ran around the corner, to the back of Doc's store where the cellar was. I saw Riff chasing one of the Hawks in the same direction. I quickly opened the cellar door and yelled "Riff!" Riff chased the guy right down the alley and pushed him down the cellar. We stepped back and let two more Hawks fall into the cellar themselves. We laughed and walked back around front. We laughed again as we saw Darry with the leader of the Hawks pinned against a wall. It looked like we had won.
"See," Riff said. "This is why we say no jazz before the rumble. No use calling a rumble if your just gonna get beaten ahead of time. Now, since technically your actions here counted as a forfeit, I'll give you and your guys about thirty seconds to get off our turf. One...two...twenty- seven..." The Hawks went running.
whew....done for the night....I'm going to bed...review