((Kristina's POV))
"Can I drive your car?" I asked sweetly.
"I thought you couldn't drive stick?" he asked.
"Well I can't technically…" I started.
"Well then technically.. no."
"Come on you can teach me how, it will be fun." I said.
"I don't know…" he said rubbing his head.
"I know that car is your pride and joy Stevie I'm not going to hurt it."
"Okay, but only to DX alright?"
"Deal." I said shaking his hand.
I was excited. Steve's car was pretty cool, since he was a mechanic; he had access to all new parts. He gave it a real nice paint job too.
We walked outside to his car and I caught him staring at it sadly.
"It'll be okay Steve, now give me the keys." I said.
"In a minute." He said caressing the hood of the car.
"Steve!" I said grabbing his hand.
"Alright here!" he yelled and threw the keys at me. I didn't mind though. I knew this was a big thing for Steve. So I skipped over to the other side of the car got in the drivers seat and revved up the engine.
"Okay now, put it into gear." Steve said. I think that's what he said anyway. I wasn't really listening. I just put the stick into whatever gear and rolled with it.
"Now just go smooth and when you get into this speed change it to gear 2. No! Gear 2!" he yelled at me.
I had no idea what he was talking about, but his yelling in my ear was making me kind of nervous, and I'm a pretty calm driver.
"Man Steve I don't know what you're talking about." I said speeding up. I love speeding.
"You're gonna stall!" he yelled frantically.
Oh well we were right at DX anyway all I had to do was turn. But I never really got to do that turn. Apparently Steve was right because his car stalled right in the middle of my turn in between 2 lanes.
((Ponyboy's POV))
"Eh Pony you know I don't like the movies too much." Soda said gassing up a car.
"I know I know." I said. Soda was never much of a movies person, never kept his attention.
"Is that Steve?" Soda said pointing to car speeding down the road.
I squinted and laughed at the speeding car.
"No that's Kristina, and that's Steve yelling." I informed him.
And he grinned and got the person's money for the gas and then his jaw dropped.
"What the hell is she doing.." he said and I looked up and they were at a dead stop in the middle of 2 lanes with traffic coming towards them.
"KRISTINA! GET THE HELL OUT OF THE STREET!" Soda yelled running towards them.
"Holy…" I mumbled to myself frozen.
Finally, with like a split second left, Kristina did what she does best. She sped that car into the parking lot so fast it would make your head spin.
And then got out of the car laughing hysterically. Typical Kristina. Soda soon started with her but Steve was still frozen in his seat.
"Hey Pony what's up? How was track?" she asked me tossing the keys to Steve who finally removed himself from his car.
I looked over at Steve who was just staring at her in amazement and finally answered, "it was okay."
Soda then just started whipping her with his greasy rag and they started running around chasing eachother and Steve started to work.
Steve was working on a mustang when a familiar looking red Ford pulled up.
"Soda can you get that?" Steve yelled.
"Yeah, got it." Soda said jogging up to the car.
"Hey, what'll it be?" Soda said to the man in the car.
"Why hello Sodapop!" the man said.
Oooh, it's a teacher from school, Mr. Lamb. He's actually my English teacher this year.
"Hey Mr. Lamb how are you doing?" Soda asked politely.
I always thought Mr. Lamb was a good guy, since he lived on our side of town, he didn't let the Soc's get away with everything and actually made them earn their grades.
"I'm good, I'll get a full tank Soda."
"You got it." Soda replied.
I heard Kristina singing "Respect" by Aretha Franklin with Steve in the garage. She actually was a pretty good singer; you wouldn't think a little blonde girl could hit that note.
"Hey Soda, who is that girl singing back there?" Mr. Lamb asked.
Soda looked back and laughed a little. "Oh, that's Kristina."
"Girlfriend?" Mr. Lamb asked smiling.
Soda looked down almost modestly but returned the grin, "How'd ya guess?"
Mr. Lamb laughed. "Well it's always someone. She's very pretty though."
"Thanks." Soda replied.
"Do me a favor, and call her over here?" Mr. Lamb asked.
"Sure. Hey Kristina! Come here!" Soda yelled and she came jogging over.
"What's up?" she asked.
"This is Mr. Lamb he works at school." Soda said.
"Oh yeah? You're my English teacher. Hi!" Kristina said shaking his hand.
"Really? Well how would you like to make an A in my class?" Mr. Lamb asked grinning.
She laughed. "Well I wouldn't mind it."
"Will you star in the school play?" Mr. Lamb asked.
She looked kind of taken back by that. "For real?"
"For real." He replied.
"Oh I don't know, I was never much of a play person…" she started.
"Well the play is "Grease" and I really think you would be perfect for the role of Sandy. Please I can't listen to another talent less Social girl get the lead in my play." Mr. Lamb begged.
"But.." Kristina said brushing the hair out of her eyes.
"I'll give you an A in my class right now if you do this for me, how can you pass that up?" Mr. Lamb was clearly bribing her.
"Come on Kris! Be a STAH!" Soda said dramatically and laughed at himself. He's so weird.
"Alright, alright, I'll do it." She said with a smile.
"You're my favorite student so far. We don't know who Danny is yet but usually guys at this school aren't too into the plays so it's basically first come first serve." Mr. Lamb said.
"Sounds good." Kristina replied.
"Alright well thanks again. See you tomorrow at school!" he said and drove away.
"What did I just get myself into?" Kristina asked outloud.
