Sasha followed Soda's directions to Tim Shepard's house. She then realized
that Soda hadn't told her which house it was, she sighed, and walked up to
a light yellow house.
She knocked; the old man that had given her a ride to the DX answered the door. "Well, hello, there missy, what can I do for you?"
"Well, I was wondering if you knew where the Shepard's lived?"
"It's the white house." he leaned out the door a bit and pointed.
"Thank you!"
"Welcome."
She hopped off his porch as he closed the door. She went and knocked on the door, she heard shouting coming from inside, two voices fought over who had to answer the door. The door swung open and a boy greeted her with an annoyed look on his face, but as his eyes looked her up and down he grinned, "What can I do for you, sexy?"
"Are you Tim Shepard?"
He frowned "If I was would you go out with me."
"No"
"I'm Curly, his brother."
"Well, can I talk to Tim then?"
The boy nodded and turned "TIM ITS ONE OF YOUR SEXY BLONDES WANTING HER PAID FOR FUCKING Y-"
"Tell her to go away, I'm busy!" was the response
"Sorry, he's busy, but I am free an-"
"I am not one of his 'sexy blondes', we haven't met, I need to talk to him."
"Alright, follow me." He led her to a room and tried to enter, but it was locked. He pounded on the door "Open up Tim, she said she ain't a hooker."
"I'm busy! Screw off Curly!"
Sasha sighed and looked around, she noticed a hanger on the floor, she jammed between the door and the frame and easily unlocked the door. She stepped in and locked it behind her. She saw Tim sitting on the bed, surrounded by a bunch of fifty-dollar bills.
"What the fuck!" he grabbed up all the money. "Who are you?"
"Sasha."
"What do you want?"
"I lost a black bag with all my stuff in it and I want my stuff back."
Tim looked horrified "I found the money and you can't have it back! Get out of my room get out of my house."
No, I don't want the money, you can have it, if you just give me my other stuff back."
"You're giving it to me?"
"If you give me my other stuff back, then yes."
He handed her the bag, "Why don't you want your money back? There's a thousand dollars here!"
"I know, you can have it, I put something really important to me in this bag." She sat down on his bed and started through her bag, she couldn't find it, her amulet, her first foster father, Eric, had given it to her, she remembered putting it in there, it had to be here. It wasn't. She looked up, Tim had it, and he was tossing it up and then catching it.
"Don't drop it, it's made of glass!" he pretend to drop it then caught it again. "Please, give it back, its really important to me." She looked up at him pleadingly.
He inspected it closely. "What is it exactly?"
"Its my amulet, its supposed to be an eye, he made it for me because he thought my eyes were special. Please give it back"
"Sure." He handed it back.
"Thanks." She put it in the square box that she had made for it. Eric had helped her make it out, of his favorite wood, willow. She smiled when she looked at it, the color of the velvet inside the box and the color of the glass made it glow yellow, the same color of her eyes.
"Helllooo" Tim brought her out of her thoughts
"What?"
"I was just wonderin, are you new around here? I don't remember ever seeing you before, and I think I would have remembered seeing someone like you."
She cocked an eyebrow and Tim laughed, "You know you look like Two-bit Mathews when you do that."
"Is that a good thing?"
"Since he's a guy and you're a girl then, no not really, but your body makes up for it." He grinned
"Gee, thanks, your to kind."
"So, you new around here?"
"Yea, I got here a few days ago."
"Where you liven?"
"No where right now, I was staying at the Curtis house but, I don' think I'm going back."
"Why not, the Curtis's aren't that bad."
"I just don't think they want me back there."
"Are they crazy! Why wouldn't they?"
"They think I'm a Soc."
"Are you?"
"Just because I have money doesn't mean I'm a Soc."
"Are you rich then?"
"Yea, kinda, me and the people that I live with, but we earned it."
"Well, I agree with you, so.. you wanna stay here?"
"What?"
"Do you wanna stay here with me? You can sleep in my bed." She frowned "and of course, I'd sleep on the floor."
"You don't even know my name."
"What's your name?"
She smiled, "Sasha"
"Ok, well, are you gonna stay with me then?"
"Well...I guess"
"Great!! Will you go to a party with me tonight then?"
"Sure, why not."
"Glory! This is a great day." He threw his arms around her and hugged her.
She laughed, "I don't suppose I can get something to eat?"
"Sure, do you wanna go out or suffer the food that me have here?"
"I really don't want to go out right now."
"Ok, I'm dig that, lets go see what we can find in the kitchen then."
That night
Sasha climbed into Tim's car; she saw Tim grinning and shook her head slowly. Tim couldn't believe his luck, he knew she was going to the best looking babe at Buck's party and he was excited.
When they got there he put his arm around her, he knew there were a lot of creeps there, and he wanted to rub this in their face. Tim didn't even knock, he just walked in and grabbed two beers from the fridge, "You drink?"
"Today I do."
He grinned and cracked it open before handing it to her. She took a long drink and he grinned, "Can I ask you question, Sash?"
"Shoot."
"How many beers does it take for u to get drunk?"
"I guess we'll find out wont we?"
He grinned put his arm around her waist, and led her into the main room; the room was packed with people and smell of smoke and alcohol badly.
Sasha was now listening to just about the worst music that she had ever heard, she looked at Tim and cocked an eyebrow he laughed and gave her shoulders a squeeze.
"Hey Tim! Where'd you find the blond?"
They turned "Hey Buck, this is Sasha, she's new in town, I'm just showing her around."
"If you get tired of him, babe, you just come find me, I'll show you a good time." He grinned showing two missing front teeth.
"That's ok, I don't think Tim'll get boring." Buck frowned and walked away.
Tim and Sasha sat on a couch and Sasha was introduced to several hoods, she had drunk two beers, she didn't usually drink but she knew it took a lot to get her drunk. Tim lit a cigarette, Sasha smoked when she was stressed but she always got chewed out for it. She figured it had been about a month since she had smoked, one cigarette wouldn't hurt.
She reached over and took the cigarette out of Tim's mouth and put it in her own.
"You smoke, darlin?"
"Occasionally, got a problem with it?"
"Nope" he pulled out another and lit up.
"Since when do you get around with Socs, Shepard?" both of them looked up it was Dally.
"She's no Soc Winston."
"A lot you know, Shepard."
Tim was about to stand but Sasha beat him to it, "Winston, why don't you just screw off."
"You are damn lucky I don't hit girls, or you would be in shit load of trouble right now."
Sasha laughed, "Well, why don't u pretend I'm not a girl, u should be pretty good at it, you've been pretending that you're a real man, all your life."
A crowd was gathered around them now; Tim had stood and put an arm around her waist. At Sasha's comment there had been an 'ooo' from the crowd.
Dally hands were clenched into fists, "You...you are.in trouble."
"O yea? What are you gonna do?"
Dally raised a fist, "God damn you, Sasha! I can't hit a girl!" he lowered his fist.
"Well I can!" it was some huge hood; he burst out from the crowd and threw himself at Bree. Bree pushed Tim away from her and side stepped the on coming hood, he flew past her and slammed into the wall, he got up and tackled her.
Before Tim, Dally or anyone else could react Sasha had rolled out from under him and stood he stood also, she kicked him in the balls and yelled out in pain. He swung a fist at her but she kicked his arms and then landed a punch on his jaw that sent him sprawling, he got up and they fought some more, Sasha was obviously winning, she had told Dally and Tim not to interfere. Then fight ended the hood was on his knees in front of Sasha, she had a hold of his collar and had a fist drawn back and ready.
"No! Not again!" he covered his face.
"Your fucking pathetic" She releases him and he half limped half ran out the door. All was silent; someone had even turned off the music.
"What is every one staring at?"
Tim's eyes were wide as he answered her, "You just beat up JT Clines. He's a pretty damn good fighter.
She turned to Dally who looked dumbstruck, "What do ya say to that Winston?"
"You rigged that fight didn't you, you probably paid him or something."
"Shit, Winston, you know as well as I do that that was a real fight, Clines wouldn't get beat up by a girl for money, he ain't that thick. Besides she hasn't had time to pay him, I got all her money anyway." Tim said
"Didn't think a Soc could fight like that did ya?"
"So you admit you're a Soc."
"Fuck you Winston." She stalked out of the house and climbed into the drivers side of Tim's car, Tim followed and managed to climb in the passenger side before she sped off.
Tim gripped the dashboard as Sasha turned a corner, he didn't know his car could go this fast. "Slow down Sasha, this is the only car I got."
She ignored him.
"Awesome bike." Tim said as he saw a jet black motorcycle in the distance, beside it stood a Darry Curtis and a large man with racing leathers on.
Sasha looked towards them just as they sped by, "Holy Shit!" she swerved and did a one-eighty on two wheels, the car was now facing the other way, she slammed on the gas and she slid the car to a sideways stop beside the two men and the bike.
"Jesis Sasha, are you tryin to give me a heart attack!" Yelled Tim as his car skidded to a stop.
She squealed as she jumped out of the car, she threw herself at the man that was talking to Darry, if the man had been any smaller he might have fallen over at the unexpected weight but this man was huge, bigger then Darry, taller and more built.
The man pulled Sasha far enough away from him to see who she was then, "Sasha! Good Lord!" he hugged her to his chest then took her by her waist and spun her around and she laughed with delight.
Tim frowned and climbed out of the car, he went up to stand beside Darry who looked just as puzzled as he felt. Tim then noticed that the man's hair was black with blue stripes, odd.
The man set her down, "How goes it Sash? It's been long time."
"Almost two years." She grinned and noticed Tim and Darry standing there.
"Do you know these two Sash?" he gestured to the two other guys.
"Oh, yea, that's Darry Curtis and Tim Shepard, guys, this is Javier, Tim you remember the guy that I said made my amulet for me?"
"Yea, this him?"
"No, this is his son." "Oh ok."
Darry still looked kind of puzzled, "So, how do you guys know each other?"
Sasha opened her mouth to answer but Javier put his arm around Sasha's waist and pulled her close, "And how do you know Sasha?"
"Well, my gang found her and brought her back to out house, she stayed for a bit. Sash, why are you with Tim anyway?"
"I'm guessing that you haven't talked to any of the gang yet have you?"
"No, why?"
"Me a Dally got in an argument so I left, I'm staying with Tim now."
"Uhh, well, your welcome to stay here if you want, I won't let Dally stop you."
Tim starting cracking up laughing, "I don't think Dally's could stop her from doing anything even if he wanted, she just beat the crap out of J.T. Clines!"
"Who is this Clines guy, why were you fightin him?"
"He attacked her."
Javier frowned
"Don't worry about it Jav, I took care of it."
Javier laughed, "I'm sure you did, baby girl, I remember you beatin up all the guys back home."
"Don't you call my that, Javier Chandlen McLeod." She poked him in the stomach with each name.
He grinned mischievously and kissed her cheek.
She pushed away from him and went to Tim's side, she grinned mischievously also and kissed Tim's cheek.
Javier mocked a hurt, and she laughed.
Tim was grinning broadly, but his smile disappeared when Javier started stalking around them in circles, he was inspecting Tim.
"Where'd you pick this lost puppy Sash?"
Tim stiffened."What do you mean by that?"
"I think you know exactly what I mean, Tim Shepard."
Sasha rolled her eyes, "Lay off, Javier. Don't worry about him Tim, he's just a big baby." She grinned an added "A baby with black and blue hair." She laughed, "How'd you manage that anyway?"
"Going away present."
"From who?"
"My wife."
"You got married! Oh, I'm so proud of you!" she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him again.
He fought to loosen her grip on his neck, "I'm glad you approve Sash, but do you think I could get some circulation?"
She loosened her grip and leaned back a little. "Sash, you've been drinkin, and smoking."
"Just a little, and you better not start in on me, you used to be a chain smoker,"
"So, but you, little one, are like my little sister, so I can tell you what to do."
"Little sister my ass!"
"Really!!???" he grinned and flipped her around in his arms and started to lift her.
"No! Jav! Don't you DARE!" she squirmed out of his arms.
"Awww, you let me last time."
"I did not, you have a wife now, so you can't hit on me anymore."
"Fine"
Sasha saw a car stop on the road; Tim's car was still in the way, the horn honked loudly and Dallas Winston stepped out.
She knocked; the old man that had given her a ride to the DX answered the door. "Well, hello, there missy, what can I do for you?"
"Well, I was wondering if you knew where the Shepard's lived?"
"It's the white house." he leaned out the door a bit and pointed.
"Thank you!"
"Welcome."
She hopped off his porch as he closed the door. She went and knocked on the door, she heard shouting coming from inside, two voices fought over who had to answer the door. The door swung open and a boy greeted her with an annoyed look on his face, but as his eyes looked her up and down he grinned, "What can I do for you, sexy?"
"Are you Tim Shepard?"
He frowned "If I was would you go out with me."
"No"
"I'm Curly, his brother."
"Well, can I talk to Tim then?"
The boy nodded and turned "TIM ITS ONE OF YOUR SEXY BLONDES WANTING HER PAID FOR FUCKING Y-"
"Tell her to go away, I'm busy!" was the response
"Sorry, he's busy, but I am free an-"
"I am not one of his 'sexy blondes', we haven't met, I need to talk to him."
"Alright, follow me." He led her to a room and tried to enter, but it was locked. He pounded on the door "Open up Tim, she said she ain't a hooker."
"I'm busy! Screw off Curly!"
Sasha sighed and looked around, she noticed a hanger on the floor, she jammed between the door and the frame and easily unlocked the door. She stepped in and locked it behind her. She saw Tim sitting on the bed, surrounded by a bunch of fifty-dollar bills.
"What the fuck!" he grabbed up all the money. "Who are you?"
"Sasha."
"What do you want?"
"I lost a black bag with all my stuff in it and I want my stuff back."
Tim looked horrified "I found the money and you can't have it back! Get out of my room get out of my house."
No, I don't want the money, you can have it, if you just give me my other stuff back."
"You're giving it to me?"
"If you give me my other stuff back, then yes."
He handed her the bag, "Why don't you want your money back? There's a thousand dollars here!"
"I know, you can have it, I put something really important to me in this bag." She sat down on his bed and started through her bag, she couldn't find it, her amulet, her first foster father, Eric, had given it to her, she remembered putting it in there, it had to be here. It wasn't. She looked up, Tim had it, and he was tossing it up and then catching it.
"Don't drop it, it's made of glass!" he pretend to drop it then caught it again. "Please, give it back, its really important to me." She looked up at him pleadingly.
He inspected it closely. "What is it exactly?"
"Its my amulet, its supposed to be an eye, he made it for me because he thought my eyes were special. Please give it back"
"Sure." He handed it back.
"Thanks." She put it in the square box that she had made for it. Eric had helped her make it out, of his favorite wood, willow. She smiled when she looked at it, the color of the velvet inside the box and the color of the glass made it glow yellow, the same color of her eyes.
"Helllooo" Tim brought her out of her thoughts
"What?"
"I was just wonderin, are you new around here? I don't remember ever seeing you before, and I think I would have remembered seeing someone like you."
She cocked an eyebrow and Tim laughed, "You know you look like Two-bit Mathews when you do that."
"Is that a good thing?"
"Since he's a guy and you're a girl then, no not really, but your body makes up for it." He grinned
"Gee, thanks, your to kind."
"So, you new around here?"
"Yea, I got here a few days ago."
"Where you liven?"
"No where right now, I was staying at the Curtis house but, I don' think I'm going back."
"Why not, the Curtis's aren't that bad."
"I just don't think they want me back there."
"Are they crazy! Why wouldn't they?"
"They think I'm a Soc."
"Are you?"
"Just because I have money doesn't mean I'm a Soc."
"Are you rich then?"
"Yea, kinda, me and the people that I live with, but we earned it."
"Well, I agree with you, so.. you wanna stay here?"
"What?"
"Do you wanna stay here with me? You can sleep in my bed." She frowned "and of course, I'd sleep on the floor."
"You don't even know my name."
"What's your name?"
She smiled, "Sasha"
"Ok, well, are you gonna stay with me then?"
"Well...I guess"
"Great!! Will you go to a party with me tonight then?"
"Sure, why not."
"Glory! This is a great day." He threw his arms around her and hugged her.
She laughed, "I don't suppose I can get something to eat?"
"Sure, do you wanna go out or suffer the food that me have here?"
"I really don't want to go out right now."
"Ok, I'm dig that, lets go see what we can find in the kitchen then."
That night
Sasha climbed into Tim's car; she saw Tim grinning and shook her head slowly. Tim couldn't believe his luck, he knew she was going to the best looking babe at Buck's party and he was excited.
When they got there he put his arm around her, he knew there were a lot of creeps there, and he wanted to rub this in their face. Tim didn't even knock, he just walked in and grabbed two beers from the fridge, "You drink?"
"Today I do."
He grinned and cracked it open before handing it to her. She took a long drink and he grinned, "Can I ask you question, Sash?"
"Shoot."
"How many beers does it take for u to get drunk?"
"I guess we'll find out wont we?"
He grinned put his arm around her waist, and led her into the main room; the room was packed with people and smell of smoke and alcohol badly.
Sasha was now listening to just about the worst music that she had ever heard, she looked at Tim and cocked an eyebrow he laughed and gave her shoulders a squeeze.
"Hey Tim! Where'd you find the blond?"
They turned "Hey Buck, this is Sasha, she's new in town, I'm just showing her around."
"If you get tired of him, babe, you just come find me, I'll show you a good time." He grinned showing two missing front teeth.
"That's ok, I don't think Tim'll get boring." Buck frowned and walked away.
Tim and Sasha sat on a couch and Sasha was introduced to several hoods, she had drunk two beers, she didn't usually drink but she knew it took a lot to get her drunk. Tim lit a cigarette, Sasha smoked when she was stressed but she always got chewed out for it. She figured it had been about a month since she had smoked, one cigarette wouldn't hurt.
She reached over and took the cigarette out of Tim's mouth and put it in her own.
"You smoke, darlin?"
"Occasionally, got a problem with it?"
"Nope" he pulled out another and lit up.
"Since when do you get around with Socs, Shepard?" both of them looked up it was Dally.
"She's no Soc Winston."
"A lot you know, Shepard."
Tim was about to stand but Sasha beat him to it, "Winston, why don't you just screw off."
"You are damn lucky I don't hit girls, or you would be in shit load of trouble right now."
Sasha laughed, "Well, why don't u pretend I'm not a girl, u should be pretty good at it, you've been pretending that you're a real man, all your life."
A crowd was gathered around them now; Tim had stood and put an arm around her waist. At Sasha's comment there had been an 'ooo' from the crowd.
Dally hands were clenched into fists, "You...you are.in trouble."
"O yea? What are you gonna do?"
Dally raised a fist, "God damn you, Sasha! I can't hit a girl!" he lowered his fist.
"Well I can!" it was some huge hood; he burst out from the crowd and threw himself at Bree. Bree pushed Tim away from her and side stepped the on coming hood, he flew past her and slammed into the wall, he got up and tackled her.
Before Tim, Dally or anyone else could react Sasha had rolled out from under him and stood he stood also, she kicked him in the balls and yelled out in pain. He swung a fist at her but she kicked his arms and then landed a punch on his jaw that sent him sprawling, he got up and they fought some more, Sasha was obviously winning, she had told Dally and Tim not to interfere. Then fight ended the hood was on his knees in front of Sasha, she had a hold of his collar and had a fist drawn back and ready.
"No! Not again!" he covered his face.
"Your fucking pathetic" She releases him and he half limped half ran out the door. All was silent; someone had even turned off the music.
"What is every one staring at?"
Tim's eyes were wide as he answered her, "You just beat up JT Clines. He's a pretty damn good fighter.
She turned to Dally who looked dumbstruck, "What do ya say to that Winston?"
"You rigged that fight didn't you, you probably paid him or something."
"Shit, Winston, you know as well as I do that that was a real fight, Clines wouldn't get beat up by a girl for money, he ain't that thick. Besides she hasn't had time to pay him, I got all her money anyway." Tim said
"Didn't think a Soc could fight like that did ya?"
"So you admit you're a Soc."
"Fuck you Winston." She stalked out of the house and climbed into the drivers side of Tim's car, Tim followed and managed to climb in the passenger side before she sped off.
Tim gripped the dashboard as Sasha turned a corner, he didn't know his car could go this fast. "Slow down Sasha, this is the only car I got."
She ignored him.
"Awesome bike." Tim said as he saw a jet black motorcycle in the distance, beside it stood a Darry Curtis and a large man with racing leathers on.
Sasha looked towards them just as they sped by, "Holy Shit!" she swerved and did a one-eighty on two wheels, the car was now facing the other way, she slammed on the gas and she slid the car to a sideways stop beside the two men and the bike.
"Jesis Sasha, are you tryin to give me a heart attack!" Yelled Tim as his car skidded to a stop.
She squealed as she jumped out of the car, she threw herself at the man that was talking to Darry, if the man had been any smaller he might have fallen over at the unexpected weight but this man was huge, bigger then Darry, taller and more built.
The man pulled Sasha far enough away from him to see who she was then, "Sasha! Good Lord!" he hugged her to his chest then took her by her waist and spun her around and she laughed with delight.
Tim frowned and climbed out of the car, he went up to stand beside Darry who looked just as puzzled as he felt. Tim then noticed that the man's hair was black with blue stripes, odd.
The man set her down, "How goes it Sash? It's been long time."
"Almost two years." She grinned and noticed Tim and Darry standing there.
"Do you know these two Sash?" he gestured to the two other guys.
"Oh, yea, that's Darry Curtis and Tim Shepard, guys, this is Javier, Tim you remember the guy that I said made my amulet for me?"
"Yea, this him?"
"No, this is his son." "Oh ok."
Darry still looked kind of puzzled, "So, how do you guys know each other?"
Sasha opened her mouth to answer but Javier put his arm around Sasha's waist and pulled her close, "And how do you know Sasha?"
"Well, my gang found her and brought her back to out house, she stayed for a bit. Sash, why are you with Tim anyway?"
"I'm guessing that you haven't talked to any of the gang yet have you?"
"No, why?"
"Me a Dally got in an argument so I left, I'm staying with Tim now."
"Uhh, well, your welcome to stay here if you want, I won't let Dally stop you."
Tim starting cracking up laughing, "I don't think Dally's could stop her from doing anything even if he wanted, she just beat the crap out of J.T. Clines!"
"Who is this Clines guy, why were you fightin him?"
"He attacked her."
Javier frowned
"Don't worry about it Jav, I took care of it."
Javier laughed, "I'm sure you did, baby girl, I remember you beatin up all the guys back home."
"Don't you call my that, Javier Chandlen McLeod." She poked him in the stomach with each name.
He grinned mischievously and kissed her cheek.
She pushed away from him and went to Tim's side, she grinned mischievously also and kissed Tim's cheek.
Javier mocked a hurt, and she laughed.
Tim was grinning broadly, but his smile disappeared when Javier started stalking around them in circles, he was inspecting Tim.
"Where'd you pick this lost puppy Sash?"
Tim stiffened."What do you mean by that?"
"I think you know exactly what I mean, Tim Shepard."
Sasha rolled her eyes, "Lay off, Javier. Don't worry about him Tim, he's just a big baby." She grinned an added "A baby with black and blue hair." She laughed, "How'd you manage that anyway?"
"Going away present."
"From who?"
"My wife."
"You got married! Oh, I'm so proud of you!" she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him again.
He fought to loosen her grip on his neck, "I'm glad you approve Sash, but do you think I could get some circulation?"
She loosened her grip and leaned back a little. "Sash, you've been drinkin, and smoking."
"Just a little, and you better not start in on me, you used to be a chain smoker,"
"So, but you, little one, are like my little sister, so I can tell you what to do."
"Little sister my ass!"
"Really!!???" he grinned and flipped her around in his arms and started to lift her.
"No! Jav! Don't you DARE!" she squirmed out of his arms.
"Awww, you let me last time."
"I did not, you have a wife now, so you can't hit on me anymore."
"Fine"
Sasha saw a car stop on the road; Tim's car was still in the way, the horn honked loudly and Dallas Winston stepped out.