Chapter 2: Finding Out- Jenny's POV
Pony and I have been goin together for about two months, sure we've had our ups and downs, for instance when all my so called "friends" found out about us.
Lets just say that I haven't talked to any of them since. They gave me the cold shoulder, but it was fine, at least I had Pony. And let me tell you, he is definitely worth it.
I know that it sounds crazy, but I think that we are both in love. I just get that butterfly feeling when I see him, and it feels great.
Another thing I'll bet your wondering about it what my sister Cherry though about all of this. Before me and Ponyboy were together Cherry was just about the only soc who would talk to Pony. She was awful nice to him back when the whole big mess with Johnny and everything went on, and I just wish that I could have met Pony sooner so that I could have been there for him. But it just didn't turn out that way.
Anyways, Cherry loves Pony as much as I do, but of course, in a different brotherly kind of way. She sure is proud of me for sticking up for what I think is right and being with Pony even though I knew I would lose everything. But the only thing I only lost was my "soc" name, no body calls me a soc anymore. Only old friends, but when they try to talk to me I just shrug them off. Like I said, I will never talk to them again.
I don't like to call myself a soc anymore. I prefer to be called nothing. I dress like the middle class now so people won't think I am a soc and bug me and Pony about it.
Pony will always be considered a greaser as long as he is here in Tulsa, but it doesn't bug me any. The only thing I hate about it is when people will criticize Pony about being with me saying stuff to us like " You're to good for that piece of trash," and " Get away from her you Greaser! She doesn't really like you, she's just going out with you for kicks." someone once said to Pony. I knew that that had hurt Pony really bad. It wasn't true, and I had to explain just how untrue it was. So we try to avoid the socs as much as we can.
Another thing is the gang, yes, I consider Darry, Soda, Two-bit, and (well I guess) Steve apart of my family. They have accepted me and I am so grateful for it. We all get along real well, except me and Pony don't get along real well with Steve. Steve has never liked Pony, even before he met me. Therefore, he never really liked me either. Mostly because he thinks we're just stupid little tag-along kids. Personally I don't like him either though, mostly because of the things he does to Pony.
Another bad thing is that the gang is always ragging on Pony and me for goin out, just because we're the youngest. They say lots of stuff that I know embarrasses Pony and myself too.
One time, Pony and I were in his room studying, and of course we just had to fall asleep on the bed. And when Darry and Soda got home, Steve being the jerk that he is, told Darry that we... well you know... you get the picture. Darry was not happy about that one. He came in there yelling and screaming his head off! Pony got grounded for a week and I couldn't see him the whole week which almost killed me, I missed him so much. To this very day I doubt that Darry believes us. I don't think we are old enough for that kind of relationship just yet.
Sure we hold hands, and kiss... well ...a lot, but we manage to keep everything under control, at least until we're older. And I don't think that the gang will ever stop making fun of us every time we hug or kiss, but it's okay, at least we're together, and that's all that matters.
Pony and I are going to the movies tonight, and I am at home curling my long strawberry blond hair. I picked out a nice skirt and a decent looking blue top. But not to nice looking, I wouldn't want people thinking I was a soc. I already know what Pony will wear. Jean pants with a plain t-shirt that probably used to belong to Soda.
Cherry helped me get ready, she put some light make-up on me and curled my hair. I look a lot like Cherry except that I am not as tall and a bit smaller.
I walked up Pony's front steps, the ones that I had walked up hundreds of times and opened the front door, which I always did.
I quickly realized that was a mistake. I looked up and saw Pony in the bathroom with a towel around his waist.
" I'm sorry..." I said shyly when I saw him. He wasn't ready yet. And I felt like a complete idiot for just walking in like that. It was a house full of boys and they never bothered to close the door when they took showers.
" Don't worry about it." Pony said as we both slightly blushed. He quickly went into his and Soda's room and shut the door.
I looked around and saw only Soda sitting on the couch.
" You're lucky Darry aint here!" Soda said laughing. Then he winked which made me feel much better. I smiled. Soda could make anyone smile no matter what, I swear it.
" I'm sorry... I really should have knocked before just barging in here." I said slowly.
" Hey don't even worry about it you can come in and out as you please it's not a problem." Soda said.
" Thanks." I answered him. Then Ponyboy walked into the room wearing just as I suspected, but still looking as handsome as ever. His hair was put back with gel, the way that it always was. He still had lots of blond in his hair, but the roots were black. I knew that he was happy that it was growing back to his natural color, but I didn't mind it how it was. He looked great either way. I looked at his face, and I could tell he was still embarrassed. I smiled a smile that said not to be embarrassed anymore.
" Hey." he said.
" Hi." I said back. Even though we had been going together for about two months I still got butterflies in my stomach every time I saw him. Call it whatever you want, but I think it's what they call love.
We are both shy, and often don't need to say anything to each other. Sometimes we just sit with each other in silence, and it doesn't bug me. I enjoy it actually. I knew what he was thinking and he knew what I was thinking and that was our way of talking to each other.
Soda finally broke the silence. " So where are you guys going?" he asked.
" We're gunna go to the movies or just hang out there if the movie aint good." Pony said. And I nodded in agreement.
" Does Darry know?" Soda asked.
" Yes, he knows. You think I'd risk gettin' in trouble by not tellin' him?" Pony asked.
" No, I was just making sure Pon, be back by 12 okay? You know what, make that 11:30, I don't want Darry yellin' at me for you bein' out to late you hear me?" he asked.
" I know. I know!" Pony said.
" Bye Soda." I said.
" Bye Pony, bye Jenny." he yelled back as we were walking out the door.
I really hoped that tonight would be a good night. I smiled to myself as we walked down the street to the movies hand in hand.
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Ok, well that's it for right now.. I hope that it explains a little bit more. And I think that you will like the next chapter..
Paris: Thank-you for your review, I am sorry that it was short. I will try to keep them longer. I hope you liked this chapter! Thanks!
Naria4: Thank-you! I really do hope that you enjoyed this chapter.
Pony and I have been goin together for about two months, sure we've had our ups and downs, for instance when all my so called "friends" found out about us.
Lets just say that I haven't talked to any of them since. They gave me the cold shoulder, but it was fine, at least I had Pony. And let me tell you, he is definitely worth it.
I know that it sounds crazy, but I think that we are both in love. I just get that butterfly feeling when I see him, and it feels great.
Another thing I'll bet your wondering about it what my sister Cherry though about all of this. Before me and Ponyboy were together Cherry was just about the only soc who would talk to Pony. She was awful nice to him back when the whole big mess with Johnny and everything went on, and I just wish that I could have met Pony sooner so that I could have been there for him. But it just didn't turn out that way.
Anyways, Cherry loves Pony as much as I do, but of course, in a different brotherly kind of way. She sure is proud of me for sticking up for what I think is right and being with Pony even though I knew I would lose everything. But the only thing I only lost was my "soc" name, no body calls me a soc anymore. Only old friends, but when they try to talk to me I just shrug them off. Like I said, I will never talk to them again.
I don't like to call myself a soc anymore. I prefer to be called nothing. I dress like the middle class now so people won't think I am a soc and bug me and Pony about it.
Pony will always be considered a greaser as long as he is here in Tulsa, but it doesn't bug me any. The only thing I hate about it is when people will criticize Pony about being with me saying stuff to us like " You're to good for that piece of trash," and " Get away from her you Greaser! She doesn't really like you, she's just going out with you for kicks." someone once said to Pony. I knew that that had hurt Pony really bad. It wasn't true, and I had to explain just how untrue it was. So we try to avoid the socs as much as we can.
Another thing is the gang, yes, I consider Darry, Soda, Two-bit, and (well I guess) Steve apart of my family. They have accepted me and I am so grateful for it. We all get along real well, except me and Pony don't get along real well with Steve. Steve has never liked Pony, even before he met me. Therefore, he never really liked me either. Mostly because he thinks we're just stupid little tag-along kids. Personally I don't like him either though, mostly because of the things he does to Pony.
Another bad thing is that the gang is always ragging on Pony and me for goin out, just because we're the youngest. They say lots of stuff that I know embarrasses Pony and myself too.
One time, Pony and I were in his room studying, and of course we just had to fall asleep on the bed. And when Darry and Soda got home, Steve being the jerk that he is, told Darry that we... well you know... you get the picture. Darry was not happy about that one. He came in there yelling and screaming his head off! Pony got grounded for a week and I couldn't see him the whole week which almost killed me, I missed him so much. To this very day I doubt that Darry believes us. I don't think we are old enough for that kind of relationship just yet.
Sure we hold hands, and kiss... well ...a lot, but we manage to keep everything under control, at least until we're older. And I don't think that the gang will ever stop making fun of us every time we hug or kiss, but it's okay, at least we're together, and that's all that matters.
Pony and I are going to the movies tonight, and I am at home curling my long strawberry blond hair. I picked out a nice skirt and a decent looking blue top. But not to nice looking, I wouldn't want people thinking I was a soc. I already know what Pony will wear. Jean pants with a plain t-shirt that probably used to belong to Soda.
Cherry helped me get ready, she put some light make-up on me and curled my hair. I look a lot like Cherry except that I am not as tall and a bit smaller.
I walked up Pony's front steps, the ones that I had walked up hundreds of times and opened the front door, which I always did.
I quickly realized that was a mistake. I looked up and saw Pony in the bathroom with a towel around his waist.
" I'm sorry..." I said shyly when I saw him. He wasn't ready yet. And I felt like a complete idiot for just walking in like that. It was a house full of boys and they never bothered to close the door when they took showers.
" Don't worry about it." Pony said as we both slightly blushed. He quickly went into his and Soda's room and shut the door.
I looked around and saw only Soda sitting on the couch.
" You're lucky Darry aint here!" Soda said laughing. Then he winked which made me feel much better. I smiled. Soda could make anyone smile no matter what, I swear it.
" I'm sorry... I really should have knocked before just barging in here." I said slowly.
" Hey don't even worry about it you can come in and out as you please it's not a problem." Soda said.
" Thanks." I answered him. Then Ponyboy walked into the room wearing just as I suspected, but still looking as handsome as ever. His hair was put back with gel, the way that it always was. He still had lots of blond in his hair, but the roots were black. I knew that he was happy that it was growing back to his natural color, but I didn't mind it how it was. He looked great either way. I looked at his face, and I could tell he was still embarrassed. I smiled a smile that said not to be embarrassed anymore.
" Hey." he said.
" Hi." I said back. Even though we had been going together for about two months I still got butterflies in my stomach every time I saw him. Call it whatever you want, but I think it's what they call love.
We are both shy, and often don't need to say anything to each other. Sometimes we just sit with each other in silence, and it doesn't bug me. I enjoy it actually. I knew what he was thinking and he knew what I was thinking and that was our way of talking to each other.
Soda finally broke the silence. " So where are you guys going?" he asked.
" We're gunna go to the movies or just hang out there if the movie aint good." Pony said. And I nodded in agreement.
" Does Darry know?" Soda asked.
" Yes, he knows. You think I'd risk gettin' in trouble by not tellin' him?" Pony asked.
" No, I was just making sure Pon, be back by 12 okay? You know what, make that 11:30, I don't want Darry yellin' at me for you bein' out to late you hear me?" he asked.
" I know. I know!" Pony said.
" Bye Soda." I said.
" Bye Pony, bye Jenny." he yelled back as we were walking out the door.
I really hoped that tonight would be a good night. I smiled to myself as we walked down the street to the movies hand in hand.
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Ok, well that's it for right now.. I hope that it explains a little bit more. And I think that you will like the next chapter..
Paris: Thank-you for your review, I am sorry that it was short. I will try to keep them longer. I hope you liked this chapter! Thanks!
Naria4: Thank-you! I really do hope that you enjoyed this chapter.
