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Chapter 5
Tim saw me coming and put her down. Everybody knew I had come with her and let me in through the crowd with no problem. Tim bent down and leaned her back against the car. I knelt down beside Tim and Shelby. "Shelby?" I half mumbled half sobbed. "Ponyboy, she passed out. I think she hit her head but she didn't get many war wounds besides a bloody lip." Tim said. Suddenly Shelby stirred and opened up her eyes. She smiled at me. "Hi Pony," she said quiet, but cheerfully. Too cheerfully for how she looked. "Shelbycakes.you ok?" I asked, feeling all eyes on me. "I'm fine Pony, I swear it. I just want to go home now." She moaned.
I felt real bad for her. I lifted her up so her stomach was on my shoulder and muttered a 'thanks' to Tim as I turned to walk away. I saw Curly slouched over, with his thumbs hooked into his jeans. He was leaning against the side of the house. I suddenly thought to myself that, knowing the socs, she could've been a lot worse.
"Hey Curly," I said and he nodded moving closer to me "thanks." He looked at me as if I was off my rocker. "For what?" He asked slightly raising an eyebrow. "Shelby, she coulda been worse than this I know it. Ya helped her out right?" He smiled a smirk that reminded me of Angela's. "Yeah, but she didn't need much help." he said, and then I could tell he was wondering whether or not to say what he was thinking. "Uh.Ponyboy.I think I should walk with you and Shelby. You've both bin drinking a lot and I aint been. Two-Bit left with a blonde, you shouldn't be walking around now." He said kind of sheepishly as if he was embarrassed that he cared about anyone else but himself. I thought this trough my head. He was right; two drunken kids looking for a payphone in the middle of the night didn't seem like such a good idea. At least one of us used his head. We started to walk down the street. I thought to myself Shelby must have fallen asleep. She wasn't talking or even moving. I could hear her soft breathing over the sound of leafs scraping on the pavement.
We finally got to a corner store and we stepped inside. The store clerk looked at us. "Do you boys have any money? If you don't I suggest you leave so I don't have to call the cops." The Clerk practically yelled. Curly lit up a cigarette. "No pal, we are here to use the phone. Is that all right with you, are greasers allowed to use the phone too?" Curly said bitterly. "Yes.I suppose so." He said obviously still suspicious. I sat Shelby down and leaned her up against the wall and Curly sat beside her. Curly was talking to her slowly and Shelby was giggling. I picked up the phone and dialled the number slowly, aware that the clerk was still looking at us. No wonder. Look at us. You could probably tell we were hoods; the three of us were all pretty racked up looking. Shelby looked as if she was going to be sick. Curly had a puffy, bloody lip and you could probably tell I was drunk just by looking at me.
"Hello?" I heard Sodapop's voice from the other end of the line. "Hey Soda it's me Pony.I need you to come and pick me up at the corner store. Two-Bit left us at the Sheppard's. The Shelby got jumped by some Socs.she passed out but it's probably because she's drunk. I think I might be too. Don't tell Darry. Will you come pick me up? I'm at the corner store." I said quickly Sodapop let out a loud, heavy sigh. "I'll be right there, do go nowhere." He said "Thanks," I hung up the phone. Come on you guys I said. Breaking up their conversation I couldn't hear. Sodapop came almost instantly. He walked over to Shelby and sighed, "Oh, Shelby sugarcane..." he scooped her up. Curly waved to us as he walked away, slouched over in his hoodish way. "Hehe," Shelby giggled loudly "Bye Curly." We went home silently; I was stroking Shelby's soft light brown hair while she slept. When we got home Soda had to carry Shelby in because she was still sleeping. I slept on the couch with her. We curled up and I fell asleep instantly. It wasn't really comfortable with Shelby lying on me but I was so tired I would have slept on the floor.
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Chapter 5
Tim saw me coming and put her down. Everybody knew I had come with her and let me in through the crowd with no problem. Tim bent down and leaned her back against the car. I knelt down beside Tim and Shelby. "Shelby?" I half mumbled half sobbed. "Ponyboy, she passed out. I think she hit her head but she didn't get many war wounds besides a bloody lip." Tim said. Suddenly Shelby stirred and opened up her eyes. She smiled at me. "Hi Pony," she said quiet, but cheerfully. Too cheerfully for how she looked. "Shelbycakes.you ok?" I asked, feeling all eyes on me. "I'm fine Pony, I swear it. I just want to go home now." She moaned.
I felt real bad for her. I lifted her up so her stomach was on my shoulder and muttered a 'thanks' to Tim as I turned to walk away. I saw Curly slouched over, with his thumbs hooked into his jeans. He was leaning against the side of the house. I suddenly thought to myself that, knowing the socs, she could've been a lot worse.
"Hey Curly," I said and he nodded moving closer to me "thanks." He looked at me as if I was off my rocker. "For what?" He asked slightly raising an eyebrow. "Shelby, she coulda been worse than this I know it. Ya helped her out right?" He smiled a smirk that reminded me of Angela's. "Yeah, but she didn't need much help." he said, and then I could tell he was wondering whether or not to say what he was thinking. "Uh.Ponyboy.I think I should walk with you and Shelby. You've both bin drinking a lot and I aint been. Two-Bit left with a blonde, you shouldn't be walking around now." He said kind of sheepishly as if he was embarrassed that he cared about anyone else but himself. I thought this trough my head. He was right; two drunken kids looking for a payphone in the middle of the night didn't seem like such a good idea. At least one of us used his head. We started to walk down the street. I thought to myself Shelby must have fallen asleep. She wasn't talking or even moving. I could hear her soft breathing over the sound of leafs scraping on the pavement.
We finally got to a corner store and we stepped inside. The store clerk looked at us. "Do you boys have any money? If you don't I suggest you leave so I don't have to call the cops." The Clerk practically yelled. Curly lit up a cigarette. "No pal, we are here to use the phone. Is that all right with you, are greasers allowed to use the phone too?" Curly said bitterly. "Yes.I suppose so." He said obviously still suspicious. I sat Shelby down and leaned her up against the wall and Curly sat beside her. Curly was talking to her slowly and Shelby was giggling. I picked up the phone and dialled the number slowly, aware that the clerk was still looking at us. No wonder. Look at us. You could probably tell we were hoods; the three of us were all pretty racked up looking. Shelby looked as if she was going to be sick. Curly had a puffy, bloody lip and you could probably tell I was drunk just by looking at me.
"Hello?" I heard Sodapop's voice from the other end of the line. "Hey Soda it's me Pony.I need you to come and pick me up at the corner store. Two-Bit left us at the Sheppard's. The Shelby got jumped by some Socs.she passed out but it's probably because she's drunk. I think I might be too. Don't tell Darry. Will you come pick me up? I'm at the corner store." I said quickly Sodapop let out a loud, heavy sigh. "I'll be right there, do go nowhere." He said "Thanks," I hung up the phone. Come on you guys I said. Breaking up their conversation I couldn't hear. Sodapop came almost instantly. He walked over to Shelby and sighed, "Oh, Shelby sugarcane..." he scooped her up. Curly waved to us as he walked away, slouched over in his hoodish way. "Hehe," Shelby giggled loudly "Bye Curly." We went home silently; I was stroking Shelby's soft light brown hair while she slept. When we got home Soda had to carry Shelby in because she was still sleeping. I slept on the couch with her. We curled up and I fell asleep instantly. It wasn't really comfortable with Shelby lying on me but I was so tired I would have slept on the floor.
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