Wow. So much had happened in the last 24 hours, I didn't know whether to smile or cry, so I did both. I had met a hot Soc, became her boyfriend, made enemies with some old guy, lost my virginity, actually yelled at someone, made a fool outta myself in front of the whole gang…well, you get the point. So anyway, Brittany didn't want to go home, but by now the cops must be out lookin' for her… in this neighborhood. Deep shit? That would be an understatement. My own folks wouldn't care if I came home or not, but I kinda like that independence. Hearin' them fight all the time kinda (ok, really) gets on my nerves. I can't help it the way I am, with my hands constantly in my pockets and my eyes on the ground. Then look at Brittany. She's such a long way from home, but she's rich! She seems like she don't have a care in the world, and that just added to her beauty.

"Brittany?"

"Yeah, Johnny"

"I was thinkin' suppose…suppose the cops find ya here, and…"

"Johnny, my mom dosen't care about me! Since she found me at the park with you, it's been hell at my house!"

"Yeah…it's the same at mine, too. My mom an' dad would get a divorce, but we just can't afford to do that! They've been dragging me through this mess for a long time…I wish it were different."

"Johnny, you know 'bout last night?"

Man, not that again! Why can't I get away from last night?

"I didn't tell you…but I was a virgin too."

"Ya serious, Brittany?"

"Yeah, I'm serious."

Quite frankly, I didn't believe it. She was just so incredibly hot…for her not to have had a boyfriend or sex ? Then again, she was a Soc, not some greaser tramp.

"Johnnycake…you know that old man we saw?

No! Not him! My life is a mess right now!

"I…I think…hey, is that him, Johnny?"

Wha..? My head spun around down the alley, nervous an' shakin'.

All I saw was a stupid stick with some toy dentures next to it.

"Brittany, that wasn't funny!"

"Yes it was!"

"No it wasn't!"

"Yes it was!"

"You're scared of dentures?"

"No…I'm…I'm just…"

She started singin' this song she made up.

There was aaaaaaaaa little lost puppy who was scared of dentures

An' his name was Johnnycaaake

The ol' man with a cane

Johnny runnin' down the lane

Lookin' back, full of shame

Tryin' to save his little liiiiiiiife…

He met a big doggy, her name was Brittany

She ran up to Johnny, said "Howdy kitty!"

An' Johnny ran on an' ooooon

I can't keep up with this soooooooooong…

Murderous beavers love Johnny.

An' so…………..do……….IIII!

Well, now was as good a time as ever to practice that tongue trick Brittany had shown me. She looked both surprised and overjoyed when I kissed her. I try to kiss softly, gently, but boy howdy…Brittany is totally different. Seems she couldn't keep her tongue away from mine for one second, even though she still tried to sing that song. It came out somethin' like this"

Thrrr wuzz aawitllewosotsommffgghhrrrrrpupyywhommmm

You get the idea.

Anyways we stood like that for at least a couple minutes, and (pardon me) Brittany kissed me like a little lost puppy.

It felt good…real good.

Just then I thought I saw and old man with his cane up in the air, but I ignored it.

Nothin' was gonna come between us now.