Title- The Return of Jess
Chapter Title- Work and a Date
Disclaimer- I do not own The Outsiders
Note- I'm so happy! I finally got my own copy of The Outsiders! I've had the library's copy out for so long now. Thanks for online renewing!
I opened the door and went into the back of The Dingo. I was handed an order pad and a pen. I was a waitress back in New York; I was pretty good at it. I just hoped the short hand was the same. I walked over to a table. There was an older lady, probably around 50, and two kids, a girl and a boy. Both kids looked a like with brown hair and eyes. I figured they were twins I figured to be about 3 years old. I forced out a smile. 'Great, my first table is an old lady and two snot-nosed, sticky-fingered brats,' I thought.
"My name is Jessica, and I'll be your waitress for today," I said with a fake cheerfulness in my voice and a way-too-big-to-be-real smile. I took their orders and came back. I was gone about a minute when I heard the old lady's voice.
"Jessica, could you come here?" she said and walked over to the table. The little girl's chocolate milk was all over the place. I walked back and got her new chocolate milk and rolled my eyes when I was sure I couldn't be seen. I just hoped everyday wouldn't be like this. Around 12, they finally left. I walked over to a table and put on my smile and used my cheerful voice.
"Oh cut the crap, Jess, we know who you are," I heard a voice say. I looked at the table and saw three boys. Two-Bit, Steve, and Ponyboy, I guess they came during their lunch hour. I smacked Two-Bit, the owner of the voice, with the order pad. He rubbed the side of his head.
"Okay, so what do you want?" I asked using my real voice and taking away the smile. It had started to hurt my face. I took their order and came back. I sat down with them for a little while. I was next to Ponyboy, Steve and Two-Bit were sitting next to each other. I sat just to talk, and got up quickly when the manager looked at me. I couldn't be fired. They left and I went to go waitress another table.
This table had a mom and another snot-nosed, sticky-fingered brat. It was a girl with a whiney voice. She had blonde hair that curled in ringlets to her shoulders. The mom looked like she hadn't slept in days and was barely awake. He elbow was rested on the table and her hand held her head. She kept saying 'uh-huh' to whatever the girl said. I gave my cheerful voice and fake smile and said my greeting.
When work was over, I got home and took a shower. I looked in the kitchen closet or some food; I wasn't going to the movies on an empty stomach. If I did, I might eat my popcorn, and then Soda would have the upper hand in the food fight. I found some potato chips; I was addicted to potato chips. I drank some Pepsi; I like coke better than Pepsi for some reason. Maybe it was too sweet.
Around 5:50, Soda knocked on the door. I answered it, told Steve I was going out with Soda and left.
We sat in the car mindlessly watching the movie. There was an awkward silence and I couldn't take it.
"Why is it so quiet?" I asked him.
"Dunno," he said and he looked at me for awhile. I stared back and soon we were just staring at each other instead of paying the slightest bit of attention to the movie. I did notice, however, when it was over and showered him with my coke. He returned it with his coke and I thought I was crazy for taking a shower before I left. I threw my popcorn at him in handfuls. He dodged it and launched his own at me. I started picking the popcorn out of my hair when we were done. We left the Nightly Double, which, as I haven't mentioned, is the drive-in we see our movies at.
Soda had the car parked on the street near our house.
"I had fun," I told him before I opened the car door. He looked at me and got out of the car before me. He opened the car door, helped me out and held my hand while walking me to the door. We stood on the stoop and he kissed me good-night, I kissed him good-night back, and soon, we were making out. It would've been perfect, except the door opened and somebody gasped.
"Steve!" Soda said a little shocked and pulled away from me. I turned around to Steve and I was bright red. It feels really weird when your half-brother catches you making out with his best friend. I had every right to kiss Soda though, I am his girlfriend. I wondered how it must be to him, his half-sister making out with his best friend. I'd be a little shocked. I guess he was because he turned red as well.
"Sorry," he said quickly and backed into the house while shutting the door. I pecked Soda on the cheek and went into the house.
"Do you know how weird it is to see your sister kiss your best friend?" Steve asked me as soon as I shut the door.
"No, I don't have a sister."