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:Pony's POV:
I groan as Twobit pulls into the parking lot and glancing at Johnny say "They're gonna swamp me with work." I almost expect Steve to make a smart remark about me being a super hero and that they don't give hero's homework, but I remember that I never helped to save those kids. "Ponyboy," Johnny says tugging on my shirt snapping me out of my daze and I ask "Yeah?" He smiles sending shivers down my spine and says "Thought I lost you again." I laugh softly gathering him close to me and kissing him gently as I brush his hair back. It's amazing how one small gesture such as a kiss can mean so much. Simple things in life are often the best part of living.
A car door slams shut next to us and a female's voice sarcasticly says "Gee, thanks for dropping me off at prision, I am ever so thatnkful." I raise an eyebrow when she steps out wearing a leather mini skirt, a baby pink tanktop that dips much lower than most girls wear theres and a black cardigan to match the skirt. "Take care sweatheart," a man I assume is her father calls and she rolls her eyes saying "Sure, I'll let you know if a flood really hits. People here have no fashion sense." Steve jumps out smirking and says "Hey Twobit, she's a blonde." She had been wearing a black scarf with pink stripes on it revealing her golden tresses. Of course Twobit decides that he just has to talk to her once we all got out of the truck. "Hey, God must be sobbing cause he's lost his most beautiful angel, you. So, new here?" I nearly begin laughing at his lame come on but she sarcasticly says "Gee, you must be real smart." Twobit grins and says "Yup, I'm the brains in the group. So, where are you from?" She begins walking away when Johnny pipes up "Will you at least tell us your name, please?" She flashes him a sweet smile, jealously is flaring and protectivly I wrap my arms around his waist leaning my head upon his shoulder, and she says "Calista, oh, and lamo over there, I'm from Cali." I sigh before gently nipping Johnny's earlobe then say "I'm Ponyboy, that's Steve, and this is Johnny." She grins and states "That's a cool name you got, Ponyboy." Johnny smiles saying "That's Twobit, he's really cool once you get to know him. I mean he can make anyone laugh despite the horrible situation they are in." Her smile never faulters eventhough her eyes spark wildly and she says "You're cool, too. Many people wont stick up for their friends."
"So, what do you guys do for fun around here," Calista asks as her deep blue eyes land on Steve but when he doesn't answear she says "Let me guess, play checkers and wait for floods." Steve rolls his eyes clearly not buying into her act and says "What do you do in L.A.?" She flashes that movie star grin and casually states "All in a days work I kick ass, torture, and kill people." Johnny trembles slighltly in my arms whispering in my ear "It sounds rehearsed, like she's said this a million times," and lovingly I kiss his cheek. "Sorry. I never killed anyone, it's not my style. I lie all the time though." She smiles softly studying us and says "You're the dominator and he's the submissive one. You two been dating long?" Johnny shakes his head as he fearfully searches the parking lot.
:Johnny's POV:
Twobit slips an arm over her shoulders smoothly and says "What type you dig, baby?" She remains calm and smiles as she says "Well, I like sweethearts and bad boys, just have to be blonde. I don't date guys like you." She lifts his arm off of her and Steve sarcaticly asks "Do you have an eye color, too?" She nods and says "Brown." I gasp as a picture of Soda dances across my mind and i hide my face against Pony's chest, effectivly hiding the guilt in my eyes from her. "We're greasers," I say without meaning to and Pony's concerned eyes find mine causing me to tremble as I pull myself closser to him. I love you, but once you know the truth you'll hate me. I fear losing you because of my weakness so I shall remain silent. Her eyes spark as anger contorts her features and she says "They are so stupid. I mean they don't know how it feels to work for what they get. My parents both work, my mother use to be a stripper when we lived in Los Angelos. There's no reason for them to judge someone based on what they lack. At least my parents care about me."
We enter the school and everyone begins to stare at Ponyboy he inctinctivly grabs my hand. I lower my head even more and slouch my shoulders, but I move closser to his side silently telling him that I love him. "Hey, look at the pansy and his nutcase for a boyfriend." I pale and fight the tears that begin forming in my eyes, normally I could let every insult they sling at me pass but this is something even I had doubts over. I can't help the fact that I'm gay, it's not my fault that people aren't accepting here. The redheaded cheerleader glances our way with disquist causing Pony's face to flare with shock and I ask "You know Sherry,or maybe it's Cherry, she's the high mighty princess that dates that guy with the rings?" He shakes his head then graces me with a grin.
Twobit gathers us around
him and says "That's the split from the hospital. She's been
there since she was seven since her mother hung herself in her room
and her father ran off. That man with her this morning was her
docter. Supposedly she's a cutter." I sigh shaking my head
saying "I told you that she gave me a bad vibe." Twobit
ruffles my hair and says "I know, should have listened." I
look up and she's a few paces ahead of us screaming bloody murder
then a snobbishness takes over her feautures as she yells "Hey
greasers, time to play." She pulls out a shiny object, a gun,
and the barrel glimmers in the light as an animalistic quality takes
over her eyes and mouth. A shot is fired and it's not until I see the
blood on my hands that I know I'm the one she shot. Ponyboy is
kneeling next to me and putting pressure on the wound as I say softly
"I'm sorry." I'm gonna die here on this floor.
:Pony's POV:
I stare at him in confusion but don't ask any questions as his breathing becomes labored. "What happened," Calista asks and I look up at her almost childlishly innocent face. She looks more like she's seven than sixteen. Her mother was Mischa Townstand, and Calista's a Soc. "Twobit, go get help. Steve get ahold of the others. Somebody call an ambulance," I order barely aware tath anouther shot has gone off until I watch Calista sink to the floor in a heap of blonde treses, bleak blues, and creamy shin clothed in black and pink. I return my attention back to Johnny whispering sweet indearments as I use my free hand to carress his face. "Baby, we all need you, even Dally."
I sit beside him in the ambulance holding his limp hand as we ride over the bumpy street. I don't care that they are driving her corpse to the morgue or the fact that Darry's speeding behind us with Soda and Dally. The docter ushers me into the waiting room as they push the gurney into a room. That ain't Johnny, that's somebody else dieing. My Johnny died a hero. "Pony, want a Pepsi?" I glance up at Soda and ask " That ain't Johnny so why am I here? I hate Johnny for leaving me." Soda sits down next to me and says "You can cry,hun." He's hugging me as Darry kneels infornt of me. "Johnny's dead and it's you fault. I hate you, I hope you die," I yell at Darry watching as he controlls his asnger and I begin pulling at my hair laughing hysterically. "I can't stand you, get away from me," I tell Dally when he steps up to me and his fist connects with my face sending pain straight through my body. "Dally," Darry growls and gently he tugs me to my feet. I try to scratch his eyes out eventhough Soda's almost sobbing next to Steve. "Johnny's doing quite well, she missed his vital organs. But he is asking for a Ponyboy and ..." Darry doesn't allow the docter to finish and drags me into Johnny's room where the boy laying there asks about his damn parents. "I can't go through this again,Darry." Darry's shaking his head pushing me towards the bed.
: Johnny's POV:
"Ponyboy, the docter says I can leave," I say softly noticing how indifferent he's behaving and I can't stop the tears from falling. "I guess I'll be better off dead," I say wishing Soda was here too so he could talk some sense into his brother. Pony's lips press against my own and I hear Twobit say "Not fair, Johnny's getting more action than any of us." Dally looks as unfazed as a plastic dummy and Darry only says "No extreme activities, understand?" I nod grumbleing "Can I walk or is that too extreme for my fragile state?" Darry refuses to say anything else but lifts me up into his arms and carries me to his truck. Pony crawls in first leaving enough room for Darry on the driver's side and Darry places me inbetween Soda and his youngest brother. I snuggle against Soda as Pony leans against my shoulder and I run my fingers through his redish hair.
Drowsily Ponyboy walks to the bedroom followed by the rest of us. Soda yawns plopping onto the bed and I'm placed once again between the two brothers. Soda pulls me against him before throwing his arm over both Ponyboy and myself and he whispers into my ear "Dream come true, huh?" I stiffle a moan as his tongue dances across my shoulder blade and once I know for sure that Ponyboy's asleep I turn over to face Soda and hungrily respond to his kisses. "You really love him, don't you," he asks slightly dissapointed as I trail my fingers from hies chest to his hair saying "I love you both. I want you both." Soda gently tugs my head up to greet anouther of his desperate kisses and says "Then have us both. We'll tell him about us."