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I stuffed my hands into my pockets and made my way down the corner of Pickett and Sutton and felt a chill go up my spine. It was the exact same place Dallas had agreed to meet Johnny and me about seven months ago. I looked up at the shopping center and it looked just about the same. It reminded me of the horrible scenes that took place after we left it; Dallas grinning when those policemen shot him and Johnny when he looked so pale and weak in that hospital bed and the soc Bob when he lay on the cemented floor, bleeding. I remembered what Johnny had said that night. "I killed him" He said slowly, "I killed that boy."
Something about that voice had made me want to wonder why; why Johnny, innocent, lost Johnny had the nerve to kill someone like that. Surely he'd think about the consequences, like how he'd have to deal with the fuzz and everything. Oh glory, Johnny, why didn't you use your head? I wanted to scream, but Johnny was dead. I shook with the realization and bit my lip until it nearly bled.
I went down to the store in the shopping center. Lately, Two-Bit's been teaching me a lot on how you mug stuff out of a store, although Darry would crack Two-Bit's ribs if he ever found out. I bought a Pepsi and walked out with whatever I had swiped from the shelf on the left. Once I was about twenty yards away from the store I fingered my pocket to find I had stolen a candy bar. Sighing, I unwrapped the chocolate, lingering around the shopping center for a while longer before heading towards the DX. As usual, it was crowded with girls. I saw a girl batting her eyelashes at Soda and nearly spewed right there and then. I reminded myself that that was exactly the reason I don't take an interest in girls. Well, not yet, anyway.
Sodapop saw me and started running towards me. He snatched my Pepsi from me and took a huge sip and then thrust the bottle back into my hands. "Whatcha doing, kid?"
I scowled at him, "I ain't a kid no more," I said, digging my thumbs back into my pockets, trying to look a little tougher and older. I was already fifteen, after all. "You sure got a lot of business today, Soda."
Soda nodded. "It's a Saturday, remember?"
Right. How could I forget?
I nodded and asked," Where's Steve?"
"In the garage. But I reckon he's doing much more than fixing cars, if you know what I mean..." He gave me a double wink and I shook my head. I swear, we're all becoming more like Two-Bit nowadays.
Suddenly, a cheerful voice appeared out of nowhere. "Hey Pony! Soda!"
Only one person could be so cheery around so many blondes on a Saturday afternoon. Two-Bit Mathews.
Sodapop grinned and I had to smile too. Because whenever Soda smiles, you smile too.
"So, how's business, Soda?"
"Not too bad. Although, we could always use the Two-Bit charm and scare off some of the ladies because I do think our little ole Steve is getting a little bit distracted in the garage..." He said, with another wink to Two- Bit.
Two-Bit laughed and I joined in. There was something contagious about his laughter that I had never noticed until now.
"Eh Soda... I'll be going to catch a movie now. Two-Bit, you wanna......" I stopped in mid-sentence as my eyes settled on something disturbing. I spotted a familiar, red headed girl who was absolutely stunning. It was Cherry.
I stuffed my hands into my pockets and made my way down the corner of Pickett and Sutton and felt a chill go up my spine. It was the exact same place Dallas had agreed to meet Johnny and me about seven months ago. I looked up at the shopping center and it looked just about the same. It reminded me of the horrible scenes that took place after we left it; Dallas grinning when those policemen shot him and Johnny when he looked so pale and weak in that hospital bed and the soc Bob when he lay on the cemented floor, bleeding. I remembered what Johnny had said that night. "I killed him" He said slowly, "I killed that boy."
Something about that voice had made me want to wonder why; why Johnny, innocent, lost Johnny had the nerve to kill someone like that. Surely he'd think about the consequences, like how he'd have to deal with the fuzz and everything. Oh glory, Johnny, why didn't you use your head? I wanted to scream, but Johnny was dead. I shook with the realization and bit my lip until it nearly bled.
I went down to the store in the shopping center. Lately, Two-Bit's been teaching me a lot on how you mug stuff out of a store, although Darry would crack Two-Bit's ribs if he ever found out. I bought a Pepsi and walked out with whatever I had swiped from the shelf on the left. Once I was about twenty yards away from the store I fingered my pocket to find I had stolen a candy bar. Sighing, I unwrapped the chocolate, lingering around the shopping center for a while longer before heading towards the DX. As usual, it was crowded with girls. I saw a girl batting her eyelashes at Soda and nearly spewed right there and then. I reminded myself that that was exactly the reason I don't take an interest in girls. Well, not yet, anyway.
Sodapop saw me and started running towards me. He snatched my Pepsi from me and took a huge sip and then thrust the bottle back into my hands. "Whatcha doing, kid?"
I scowled at him, "I ain't a kid no more," I said, digging my thumbs back into my pockets, trying to look a little tougher and older. I was already fifteen, after all. "You sure got a lot of business today, Soda."
Soda nodded. "It's a Saturday, remember?"
Right. How could I forget?
I nodded and asked," Where's Steve?"
"In the garage. But I reckon he's doing much more than fixing cars, if you know what I mean..." He gave me a double wink and I shook my head. I swear, we're all becoming more like Two-Bit nowadays.
Suddenly, a cheerful voice appeared out of nowhere. "Hey Pony! Soda!"
Only one person could be so cheery around so many blondes on a Saturday afternoon. Two-Bit Mathews.
Sodapop grinned and I had to smile too. Because whenever Soda smiles, you smile too.
"So, how's business, Soda?"
"Not too bad. Although, we could always use the Two-Bit charm and scare off some of the ladies because I do think our little ole Steve is getting a little bit distracted in the garage..." He said, with another wink to Two- Bit.
Two-Bit laughed and I joined in. There was something contagious about his laughter that I had never noticed until now.
"Eh Soda... I'll be going to catch a movie now. Two-Bit, you wanna......" I stopped in mid-sentence as my eyes settled on something disturbing. I spotted a familiar, red headed girl who was absolutely stunning. It was Cherry.