I left the room quickly and followed after Soda but he was moving really
fast. He walked down the hall and slammed the room door shut, locking it.
"Soda open up!" I shouted pounding on the door.
"I'm fine." I heard him mumble.
"Soda please, it's just me."
"What the hell was he thinking?" He opened the door and let me in then locked it. I took a look at Soda's face and was thankful that he wasn't crying but he looked pretty upset.
"I don't know, I don't think he was at all." I leaned against the door frame.
"I didn't have a clue what to do so I just walked out." He put his face in his hands. "And Sandy..."
"Soda! Don't sulk over that peice of trash, she ain't worth your time."
"I know but I just didn't expect to be seeing her any time soon and it took me back."
"I know Soda, I know." I shook my head, "not even ten Sandy's are worth the trouble she's caused you. You deserve someone special."
We heard someone knocking on the door but we ignored it. It died down soon and we heard the person's footsteps walk back down the hall to the living room and the screen door close.
"There ain't no girl I'd ever love again, Val, I think. " He sighed and sat down on his bed. "Why was I so stupid?"
"You weren't the one that was stupid! It was her that was stupid, Soda!" I assured him. I wanted to shake him, to convince him that he wasn't the one that caused this all, that she wasn't worth his time.
"No, I know that was her fault," he grinned, "but why was I so stupid, I should of known Evie had said she had a surprise guest, it's pretty obvious."
"Soda just promise me you won't go back into that heartbroken phase, I couldn't stand seeing you like that." I sat down by him and sighed.
"I don't think I will, I've had my eye on someone else for a while."
"Leah?"
He smiled again.
"Look when we go back out there you're going to tell Steve off and tell Sandy to get the hell out."
We heard footsteps coming down the hall to the room. Soda got up quickly to lock the door but by then Pony had already entered the room.
"Soda are you alright?" He asked him with his concerned voice.
"Yeah, Pony, I'm alright." He outstretched an arm so Pony could fit under it.
"You sure, Soda?" He was looking up at him.
"Yeah, now I am." Soda told him. "Is she still here?"
"No Darry told her to get the hell out and never come back, and that was to Evie too."
Soda looked shocked. "He didn't have to do that."
"Yes he did, she brought back the bitch from Florida and invited her over to the last place she should of came to." Darry's voice said from behind us.
We looked at him.
"I just don't like seeing my brothers hurt." He told us. "Steve don't think."
"I guess that makes all of us doesn't it, Darry?" I said sarcastically, I knew I shouldn't of though so I hurriedly changed the subject. "Is he still here?"
"No..." Ponyboy said slowly. "He left when you guys wouldn't answer, with Evie and Sandy, plus those other chicks."
Soda's face looked as serious as ever but I knew he was holding back betrayal.
"He's lucky he did, I think I would of pounded his face in." Soda was cracking his knuckles and before we knew what was happening he had punched the bedroom wall. "He's got some damn nerve."
Darry winced and then gestured us to leave the room, Pony and I looked at each other and nodded. Soda needed some alone time.
"You know where to find us if ya needa talk." Pony grinned sheepishly.
He returned the smile and then layed back on the bed, his hands on the back of his head.
"I can't believe Steve." I said to Pony after closing the bedroom door.
"I can't believe Sandy..." Pony trailed off.
We entered the living room.
"He okay?" Two-Bit said, I hadn't seen him that sober in a long time.
"Yeah, he'll live." Darry told him. "But Steve won't, not tomorrow anyway."
"Damn prick." Dally smothered his cigarette in an astray.
"Stupid idiot." I heard Johnny's soft voice mutter and saw Dally raise an eyebrow at him.
"They just had to ruin all of the fun didn't they?" Two-Bit threw a beer bottle on the rug and Darry gave him a warning look. Two-Bit scooped down and got it then stood up stretching. "Well, Superman, I'm out I wanna find some'in fun to do."
Darry shrugged then said, "I've got work tomorrow anyway." He looked as though he regretted ever drinking that one beer.
"It's alright if Johnny and I crash here?" Dally questioned him.
"You don't even have to ask." Darry picked up the empty beer bottles on the ground that Two-Bit had left. "'Night." He threw it away in the kitchen and went into his bedroom. "Get some sleep, Val, Pony!" He shouted at us and we rolled our eyes.
"Yeah, I better." I said dissapointedly. "Good night." They murmed their good-nights and I entered the all-too-familiar-hallway. I was half way down it when a rough hand rested on my shoulder. I jumped.
"Hey, Val." Johnny was saying quietly. "I don't want you thinkin' I'm mad at you or something." Johnny's eyes were read, he looked real sleeply.
"I don't." I said, wanting him to leave.
"'Cause I ain't, and about what you said, I think that's real cool." He continued.
I raised my eyebrows at him.
"And I like you a lot to." He was looking me in the eye as though he had wanted to say this all night.
"You do?" I was shocked, I don't know why, but I was. Maybe because I had expected him not to like me.
"Yeah, Valentine, I do." He laughed a little. "But I think Darry would kill me if he found out."
"Probably."
Then it happened, we kissed. It was an amazingly soft kiss, not like the dare we had to do back then.
That dare wasn't filled with liking eachother, it was out of not being called chickens and now we were kissing and we really liked each other.
"You've got to be the most beautiful girl I've ever laid eyes on."
I was so caught up in blushing that I didn't see someone watching us from the living room entrance.
"Soda open up!" I shouted pounding on the door.
"I'm fine." I heard him mumble.
"Soda please, it's just me."
"What the hell was he thinking?" He opened the door and let me in then locked it. I took a look at Soda's face and was thankful that he wasn't crying but he looked pretty upset.
"I don't know, I don't think he was at all." I leaned against the door frame.
"I didn't have a clue what to do so I just walked out." He put his face in his hands. "And Sandy..."
"Soda! Don't sulk over that peice of trash, she ain't worth your time."
"I know but I just didn't expect to be seeing her any time soon and it took me back."
"I know Soda, I know." I shook my head, "not even ten Sandy's are worth the trouble she's caused you. You deserve someone special."
We heard someone knocking on the door but we ignored it. It died down soon and we heard the person's footsteps walk back down the hall to the living room and the screen door close.
"There ain't no girl I'd ever love again, Val, I think. " He sighed and sat down on his bed. "Why was I so stupid?"
"You weren't the one that was stupid! It was her that was stupid, Soda!" I assured him. I wanted to shake him, to convince him that he wasn't the one that caused this all, that she wasn't worth his time.
"No, I know that was her fault," he grinned, "but why was I so stupid, I should of known Evie had said she had a surprise guest, it's pretty obvious."
"Soda just promise me you won't go back into that heartbroken phase, I couldn't stand seeing you like that." I sat down by him and sighed.
"I don't think I will, I've had my eye on someone else for a while."
"Leah?"
He smiled again.
"Look when we go back out there you're going to tell Steve off and tell Sandy to get the hell out."
We heard footsteps coming down the hall to the room. Soda got up quickly to lock the door but by then Pony had already entered the room.
"Soda are you alright?" He asked him with his concerned voice.
"Yeah, Pony, I'm alright." He outstretched an arm so Pony could fit under it.
"You sure, Soda?" He was looking up at him.
"Yeah, now I am." Soda told him. "Is she still here?"
"No Darry told her to get the hell out and never come back, and that was to Evie too."
Soda looked shocked. "He didn't have to do that."
"Yes he did, she brought back the bitch from Florida and invited her over to the last place she should of came to." Darry's voice said from behind us.
We looked at him.
"I just don't like seeing my brothers hurt." He told us. "Steve don't think."
"I guess that makes all of us doesn't it, Darry?" I said sarcastically, I knew I shouldn't of though so I hurriedly changed the subject. "Is he still here?"
"No..." Ponyboy said slowly. "He left when you guys wouldn't answer, with Evie and Sandy, plus those other chicks."
Soda's face looked as serious as ever but I knew he was holding back betrayal.
"He's lucky he did, I think I would of pounded his face in." Soda was cracking his knuckles and before we knew what was happening he had punched the bedroom wall. "He's got some damn nerve."
Darry winced and then gestured us to leave the room, Pony and I looked at each other and nodded. Soda needed some alone time.
"You know where to find us if ya needa talk." Pony grinned sheepishly.
He returned the smile and then layed back on the bed, his hands on the back of his head.
"I can't believe Steve." I said to Pony after closing the bedroom door.
"I can't believe Sandy..." Pony trailed off.
We entered the living room.
"He okay?" Two-Bit said, I hadn't seen him that sober in a long time.
"Yeah, he'll live." Darry told him. "But Steve won't, not tomorrow anyway."
"Damn prick." Dally smothered his cigarette in an astray.
"Stupid idiot." I heard Johnny's soft voice mutter and saw Dally raise an eyebrow at him.
"They just had to ruin all of the fun didn't they?" Two-Bit threw a beer bottle on the rug and Darry gave him a warning look. Two-Bit scooped down and got it then stood up stretching. "Well, Superman, I'm out I wanna find some'in fun to do."
Darry shrugged then said, "I've got work tomorrow anyway." He looked as though he regretted ever drinking that one beer.
"It's alright if Johnny and I crash here?" Dally questioned him.
"You don't even have to ask." Darry picked up the empty beer bottles on the ground that Two-Bit had left. "'Night." He threw it away in the kitchen and went into his bedroom. "Get some sleep, Val, Pony!" He shouted at us and we rolled our eyes.
"Yeah, I better." I said dissapointedly. "Good night." They murmed their good-nights and I entered the all-too-familiar-hallway. I was half way down it when a rough hand rested on my shoulder. I jumped.
"Hey, Val." Johnny was saying quietly. "I don't want you thinkin' I'm mad at you or something." Johnny's eyes were read, he looked real sleeply.
"I don't." I said, wanting him to leave.
"'Cause I ain't, and about what you said, I think that's real cool." He continued.
I raised my eyebrows at him.
"And I like you a lot to." He was looking me in the eye as though he had wanted to say this all night.
"You do?" I was shocked, I don't know why, but I was. Maybe because I had expected him not to like me.
"Yeah, Valentine, I do." He laughed a little. "But I think Darry would kill me if he found out."
"Probably."
Then it happened, we kissed. It was an amazingly soft kiss, not like the dare we had to do back then.
That dare wasn't filled with liking eachother, it was out of not being called chickens and now we were kissing and we really liked each other.
"You've got to be the most beautiful girl I've ever laid eyes on."
I was so caught up in blushing that I didn't see someone watching us from the living room entrance.