A/N: To; TheAngryPrincess13-- I just started grade 11..."Rachels' Challenge"? Never heard of it....lol
Chapter 5
There were six of them in the Curtis gang. All with slick, greasy hair and wearing jackets made out of leather or jean and pants they had grown out of. By their expressions, I knew I wasn't welcome. I turned to leave, hoping they wouldn't follow me and ruff me up for being on their turf, but was stopped by meeting the icy cool eyes of Dallas Winston.
He grinned; "Just couldn't stay away could ya?" I glared up at him, since he was almost a foot taller than I was. "I was just leaving Dally, if you'd just step out of my way..."I said through gritted teeth. I clenched my fists, angry for letting myself get cought up in conflict with this infamous hood again. I felt arms comming around my waist and hoisted me over to the fence that lined the Curtis's yard. Two-Bit shoved me against it as I hit him hard in the face. Another greaser held both my wrists in his hands as Two-Bit pressed me up against the fence.
"Naw, there's no need for you to leave yet, since you walked all this way out here." Dally said. Suddenly, it was his body pressed against mine. He was closer and more intimate than Two-Bit had been. I gasped in shock, and my face burned with embarrassment.
"Get off me, Greaser."I growled. This just seemed to amuse him further. "Wouldn't you think you'd be smarter not doing something like this in broad daylight." I pointed out, seething. Two-Bit laughed. "No ones goin' to call the fuzz cause hell, the neighbours ain't no better." He said.
"I have to get back to school." I said, my eyes ablaze with anger. He smirked and steered me towards Denika's house. "You can always re-take a class, but you can never re-live a party, dollface. Ain't that right, Two-Bit?" He said, as he pulled me up the front steps and the rest of the gang followed. "Damn straight. Can't wait for saterday night! I gotta hot date with that blonde we met up with at the drive-in last week." Two-Bit said, helping himself to a beer from Ponyboys fridge and settling down on the floor in front of the T.V.
Dally sat me down in one of the kitchen chairs. I looked around and the hoods were all watching me silently until Darry hissed at Dally; "You should've let her leave." "But that ain't no fun." Dally responded throwing himself in the seat beside me. 'He's doing all this for kicks.' I thought. 'Oh, why me?' Her mind screamed as Dally leaned towards her as he reached for the deck of cards on the countertop.
"Wanna play strip poker?" He asked me suggestivly. I glared at hood beside me and spit out; "I'd rather die." He laughed at me...and the blush that was creeping its way onto my face. "Dally!" Darry said loudly, and nodded his head towards Denika. "Shut your mouth." He demanded. I guess he wasn't going to let anyone talk dirty around his little sister....I brightened. Maybe if he cared for his little sister...He'll demand for Dally to let me go home so someone elses little sister will be safe from the dangers of the insane people who wander the streets looking for someone to terrorize (i.e. Dally).
"Sodapop, Steve, wanna play poker?" He asked. "...Just plain old poker." He added smirking at me. To my dismay, the two sat down and we began what soon became to be a series of swindling. Dally scattered his cards all over the table if he'd lost and would slam his fist down on it if he'd won.
Darry was leaning up againt the counter with his arms crossed and a frown maring his features. 'Just tell Dally to let me out' My eyes begged him, but my voice could not. My damned pride and stupidity kept me from doing the only thing that might've gotten me out of there.
After I had won three poker games in a row, Two-Bit finially stood up and said; "I'm gonna go get smashed." And he left with Johnny and Steve in tow. Before he had left, Steve called over his shoulder; "Don't bring that socy girl in here no more, Dally." "I agree!" I exclaimed. I glanced at my watch it was 12:56pm...I had four minutes to make it back to school. Assuming they let me go...
As if reading my mind, Dally stood up and put his leather jacket on. "We're gonna jet, see ya's." He said as he walked out the door, knowing I would gladly follow. Before I reached the door, I looked back at Darry. He glared at me, like I wanted to be there, like I had asked Dally to terroize me...WELL I HADN'T, so I glared right back.
I got in Dallys car and he drove off like a manic just freed from an asylum. It was fun in a weird kinda way..no, not fun, more like exhilariating. He drove up to the school and killed the engine causing us to immeditly plunge into an uncomfortable silence. As I went to open the door, Dallys hand flew over mine on the handle.
"Stay away fom me, Dallas Winston." I said.
He smirked and said; "Well, that's just too hard to do, dollface."