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Chapter Eight…

A rich gold light shone brightly threw the church windows, mirroring its image across the hard rock like flooring. Shifting uneasily, Kristina opened her eyes slightly, Dally was gone but she heard talking. Deciding to stay still and act like she was still sleeping she strained her hearing to hear PonyBoy and Johnny talking.

"Do you think she really like him?" a voice that sounded mostly like Johnny's. "I dunno, I wonder if he likes her…" PonyBoy said. "I'm not sure I trust her just yet, she isn't one of us Pony." "Yea she is kinda iffy just yet. Maybe she'll turn out to be like one of us… you heard her story." "Yea I did, but stories could be made up quick Pony." Pony sighed deeply, "I think she likes him Johnny, I hope he doesn't go breaking her heart." "What'd ya mean? It's physically and mentally impossible for Dallas Winston to love somebody." Johnny said laughing. "Yea whatever, Greaser…" Pony replied, a few seconds later there where scuffling noises, the two where play fighting.

Kristina stared at the wall she was facing, wonderment took over her. Did she really like Dally? Or was she just using him for fun? Did he really like her? Or was he trying to use her for fun?

There was a whistle, and amazingly the scuffling stopped, the door creaked open and there was crackling of a paper bag or two. "Hiya Dally!" she heard Pony call cheerfully. "Watcha get?" Johnny asked. "Got you more food and some other things." Dally replied, she guessed dumping the goods on a table.

Yawning softly, Kristina sat up, "Morning Dally, Pony and Johnny." she said in greetings, before stretching. Dally turned to her, was it just her or did his face light up as he saw her? Standing up quickly, her body stiff from sleeping on the hard floor, she fixed her hair. "Have a nice sleep?" Dally asked, grinning. "Best one in years!" she said, before yawning again. Both Pony and Johnny where distracted, or acted like they where, by the food.

Dally had finished unloading the bags and kept them on the table for the boys to put them in when they where done looking at them. Casually Kristina slipped her arms around his waste, resting her head on his back. She could smell the heavy scent of cigarette smoke and grease, that was Dally's smell, and she loved it. "Did you get them blankets?" she asked standing on her toes to rest her head on his shoulder. "No…" he said turning his head around, kissing her on the lips. Johnny and Pony had a surprised look on their faces as they looked up and saw them kissing. Yup, boys your eyes are seeing the truth, I love this hoodlum. she thought to herself as she caught their expression. "What'd mean? They're gonna freeze to death." she said walking away to inspect what Dally had got. Smiling softly she turned to him, shaking her head. "Not even soap…" she added. Dally raised his eyes, like soap was a foreign word in his vocabulary. "Soap… you clean yourself with it… can keep you from getting sick…. it comes as bars and as liquid…" she said slower, giggling softly. "I know what soap is!" he said shoving her lightly.

Sighing heavily she stood up from the ground she was sitting on as she ate her peanut butter sandwich. "Where are you going?" Dally asked suddenly as she got up. "Going to get Johnny and Pony some blankets." she said matter-o-factly. Johnny and Pony casted each other uneasy looks as she said this. "I'm not going to sneak away and tell on you guys, I'm just getting you stuff, I have my own money in my pocket." she added, "You don't have to go, they'll be fine." Dally said. "Yea I know but they'll get sick and could die if they don't have blankets. If you're afraid I might run off one of you two come with me." she said nodding towards Johnny and Pony. "I'll go." Dally said standing up.

"No, they'll get suspicious seeing you again in the same day two hours apart."

"They'll also recognize Pony and Johnny."

"No they won't, they could where a hat or something and put dirt on their faces to make them darker." There was a brief moment of intense silence. Kristina and Dally starting each other down, hard. "I'll go." Johnny said suddenly. Both Kristina and Dally looked over to him. Dally's a look of upsetness, Kristina's a look of triumph.

Kristina and Johnny walked down the dirt road towards the town. Johnny had a hood up over covering his head and if somebody did get a good enough look at him his complexion would be way darker then it was, since they rubbed mud and dirt on to his face. "So how long have you known Dally, Pony and the rest?" Kristina asked, trying to start a conversation with him. "About my whole life I guess." he replied kicking a stone. "Oh that's cool, so you're just like a big family." "Yea pretty much." Another moment of quietness. "So what'd you wanna get?" she asked him. He shrugged his shoulders. "Well we know I'm getting both you and Pony a blanket, because you'll freeze to death in the clothes you two are wearing now. Want candy? A warmer jacket?" she was trying everything possible to make Johnny feel comfortable around her. "You don't have to buy us anything." Johnny said stubbornly. "I know I don't have to but I am. It's my money, I earned it, and I'll do what I choose with it."

"How'd you earn it?"

Sighing softly, at least they where making a start in talking. "Selling myself to Dally…" He looked at her quickly a surprised look on his face. "Sike, just kidding, I work at a barn and exercise this guys horses for him. I make a good amount." she said shrugging her shoulders. Johnny smiled; this was his way of laughing she supposed.

By the time they reached the small thrift store, they where having a heavy conversation about this and that. "Okay so let's look for some warm blankets…" Kristina said softly as they entered the store. Almost immediately Johnny found some. They where a warm fleece material and lucky for them where for sale, buy one get one free! "Well isn't it our lucky day." she said as she read the sign. "Pick out the color you want and one you think Pony would like. For himself he picked a dark blue and for Pony he picked out a dark green. Johnny followed her closely, "Let's look at jackets." she finally said, realizing Johnny wouldn't ask to look at anything.

Hanging on the back rack was a jacket almost identical to the one Dally had, jean lined with a warm sheep skin lining. "How bout that one?" she said pointing to it as they made their way towards it. "I really don't need one." he said, but his eyes told a different story. "Course you do, that one isn't as warm… plus it has stains and such…" she said looking at him. "I don't want another one though…" he reassured her. "M'kay." she said looking threw the sizes. Johnny would probably need a medium… and for PonyBoy…. a medium would do. He stared at her, "I don't want one Kristina." he repeated. "I heard I'm getting it as a gift for you and Pony." Johnny shifted his weight uneasily as she held up the jacket to him, seeing if it would fit. It would, might even be a little big.

It was an older man working the register. He looked over Kristina and then at Johnny who stood behind her staring outside. "You guys from the city?" the man asked as he rung up their supplies. "Yea…" Kristina said softly, watching the price change on the screen. "Gordonville?" the man questioned. "Excuse me?" she asked burrowing her eyebrows. "Are you from Gordonville or something?" "Oh…. or something…" she said smiling softly. The man ripped the recite and handed it to her, in exchange of the money. She was two dollars short but he didn't notice. "You have a good day now." he said as Johnny and Kristina got ready to leave. "You too!" she called exiting to store.

"He was nosey." Johnny said carrying one of the bags, Kristina carrying the other. "Nah, he's just old." she said laughing softly. He shrugged his shoulders, "Thanks." he said softly. "No problem, if you ever need anything just come by my house and I'll try and help you out the best I can." she said shifting the bag to her other side.

By the time they reached the hill, there was a bitter wind blowing, taking away all the warmth the sun could have blanketed the land with. "Told ya it would get colder, now you'll be warm!" Kristina said to Johnny before picking up a run towards the church. "I said thank you." Johnny called, he too picking up a run. "I know, I didn't say you didn't!"

Without thinking Kristina opened up the door, winded slightly by the run up the hill. PonyBoy and Dally stared at her surprisingly. "You didn't whistle…" Johnny grumbled coming up behind her. "Oh… sorry." she said holding a hand up to her lips. "Let's see what you got." Dally said a moment later, approaching her. "Wait, wait." she said playfully spinning around, holding the bag to her stomach. Dally watched her carefully before laughing, "Okay, lady." he said backing away.

Kristina sat cross legged on the flooring, looking threw both bags. Grabbing out four candy bars she tossed on to each of them. "Here Pony, try this on." she said pulling out the jean jacket and tossing it too him. "Here's yours Johnny." she said tossing his to him. "It's just like Dally's." Pony claimed as he put it on. "Yea, does it fit?" she asked, looking him over, yea she was right it was a little big but it would be fine. "Yea it's fine, I like it! Thanks." he said moving around in it. "And then Johnny picked out blankets for you." she said pulling out the dark green blanket. "Thanks a lot Kristina!" Pony said smiling happily.

Dally sighed softly, some how finding his way next to Kristina. "We're leaving tonight." he said suddenly. They all turned to look at him quickly. "Already?" Kristina was the first to oppose.

"Yea, dontcha think it's kinda fishy that two boys, disappear and then a guy and girl that hung around them disappear too?"

"No…. But…. what their just gonna stay here forever?"

"Not forever, but that's basically the plan." he said about to take a bite out of his chocolate bar. Suddenly just as he was going to close his teeth on the chocolate he turned to her. "What about that plan of yours?" he asked taking the bar away from his mouth. Kristina's eyes ran across his features, before running across the ceiling of the old church. "My plan… yes… I'll have to tell you it for it to work don't I." she said softly, as if she was in some kind of trance.


That's the end of Chappie 8! I think im gonna leave ya'll on a lil cliff hanger lol