A/N: Long delay I know, I'm sorry. But I'm going to try and make this chapter good but I don't have any good ideas at the moment but maybe they'll come to me as I write or maybe I shouldn't be admitting this….OH WELL.. and thank you so much to all my reviewers, and The Masked Marauder, the events w/ Dally and Johnny dying and Bob and all that didn't happen yet, so no it wasn't a stupid question… okay on with the story!
((Ponyboy's POV))
First day of school wasn't as bad as expected. I just basically hung out with Kristina all day. She surprisingly didn't ditch me for the Soc guys. Well not really surprisingly I never thought she really would, it was just nice she didn't. Though trust me, they tried to make that happen.
"Heyyyy." Scott Anderson said and came and sat next to Kristina and me in English. He gave Kristina a big cheesy smile and gave me a glare.
"Hey Scott." Kristina said.
"Um, so do you know Ponyboy?" she asked gesturing towards me. Oh I was looking forward to this.
"Yeah man what's up?" Scott said with a fake grin. I just wanted to punch him right then and there mostly because Kristina was buying it.
"Nothing." I replied coldly, and Kristina smiled awkwardly. Then thankfully Mr. Lamb came in.
"Hello everyone and welcome to English 3." He said and explained the rules of the class and stuff like that.
"Oh yes before I forget, I will be running the school play this year, it will happen in November and the play is "Grease"." Mr. Lamb stated.
"How appropriate, greaser." Scott whispered glaring at me. I now sit next to Scott since we were put in alphabetical order. So of course Kristina doesn't hear any of this.
"And, Miss Ross over there will be playing Sandy but since I know all you men are so anxious for the role of Danny we will not be going through the audition process. So, well can any of you sing and feel like doing it?" Mr. Lamb asked sighing.
I saw Scott give Randy his infamous grin and raise his hand.
"I'll do it, Mr. Lamb." Scott said. No… no way. Scott and Kristina playing lovers. This cannot be happening, okay Soda was bad enough and I love Soda. I despise Scott Anderson.
"Really? Oh okay, well thank you Mr. Anderson." Mr. Lamb said.
"Wait no Mr. Lamb I want to do it!" I exclaimed raising my hand.
"Put your hand down greaser!" Scott harshly whispered at me.
"I'm sorry Ponyboy but Scott asked for it first.." Mr. Lamb said.
"But.." I started.
"You can play Kinicki (sp?) if you want." Mr. Lamb said. Well at least I'd be at all the play practices to keep an eye on him. I thought.
"Yeah, alright." I said agreeing.
"Okay so anyone else?" a couple of Soc girls raised their hands to be the pink ladies and whoever else is in it.
"Nice try greaser. I don't blame ya, I'm not going to mind the love scenes in this play." Scott said and high-fived his friend Frank.
I just glared at him and turned around and started to listen to whatever Mr. Lamb was saying.
Later that day((Kristina's POV))
"Look at my sexy little mechanic." I said walking up to Soda who was under the hood of a car.
"There's my hot little school girl!" he said getting up and wiping the grease off his hands and on to his jeans.
"How was school?" he said with a quick kiss. I wondered how someone could still smell good working in a gas station.
"Pretty good actually, I found my leading man." I said.
"Really? Who is he?" he asked.
"Scott Anderson." And I got back the reaction I was half expecting since I got the same one from Ponyboy.
"What? No I don't want you kissing Scott Anderson. I hate that guy." He said scrunching his face up in frustration which made him look really cute and it was actually pretty hard to take him seriously when he looked like that.
"It's just acting, trust me I wish I could be kissing you all the time." I said giving him a peck on the cheek.
He smiled and looked down then back up at me.
"Just acting huh?" he asked almost vulnerably.
"Just acting." I assured him.
"Besides you got Ponyboy to keep an eye on me, he's playing Scott's best friend in the play." I said.
"Ponyboy?? In a play? No way." Soda said.
"I swear he wanted to be in it real bad too." I said.
Almost on cue Ponyboy came strolling in.
"Pony.. what's this I hear bout' you and a play?" Soda asked with a big goofy grin.
"Oh well um, I don't know it seemed kind of fun at the time." He said shrugging.
"Best friends with Scott freakin' Anderson. Yeah real fun, but hey at least you can keep an eye on my girl for me." He said putting is arm around me.
Ponyboy just smirked.
"I mean since already half the guys in Tulsa or at least Tim Shepherd are just taking off their clothes for her." He went on sarcastically.
"Yeah I guess I better keep my options open huh?" I said sticking my tongue out at him.
"Oh yeah?" he asked resentfully.
"Yeah." I said tip-toeing to be his height.
"Yeah? Well how you like this?" he asked and threw me over his shoulders and started running insanely around the station.
"How you like that? Huh??" I heard him yelling as we flew past his boss who was yelling something along the lines of "Curtis! You put that girl down right now!"
"This is kind of fun Soda!" I said spreading my arms like a bird.
He put me down. "Okay it wasn't supposed to be fun for you it was supposed to be me proving a point!" he said.
"Oh..well um, point taken?" I said unsurely.
"I need to talk to you." I heard a rough voice say behind me.
I turned around and saw Dally standing there looking pissed off.
"Yeah good luck." Soda said and patted my back.
"Don't hurt my girlfriend Winston!" Soda yelled walking away and Dally smirked.
"What's up Dally?" I asked.
"What's this I hear about you kissing Scott Anderson?" he asked crossing his arms.
"I'm just doing a play with him." I said shrugging.
"Okay no you can't do that."
"Why not?" I asked now crossing my arms.
"Because that guy is a complete and utter asshole!" he said angrily.
"Dally.." I started.
"No, do you remember that time I told you you would soon learn the ropes around here. You're not learning very well." He stated.
"Dally trust me, I'm not retarded I know why you all don't like Scott, but I don't think it's fair to dislike him just because his parents have some money." I said.
"Oh yeah? Why don't you go tell that to him and his friends then? Don't give me that Kristina. If anyone made it this way it was him and his rich friends." He said.
I sighed. "I'm sorry Dally, but I have to do this but I don't want you to be mad at me."
He uncrossed his arms and put them in his pockets and looked away. "Look, I aint mad at you alright? I'm just worried that's all. I know what kind of guy he is and I just don't want you getting messed up in all that ya know?"
I smiled at him. "Thanks, Dal. I promise if he gives me any crap I'll come to you. Deal?" I asked.
"Yeah whatever, deal." Dally said cracking a smile.
