Dally's POV
Meeting Samantha was kind of weird. I mean, what was I supposed to do? Leave her on the floor? Even I'm not that heartless. But it was . . . strange. She was pretty. I have to say that. She fit nicely in my arms, I couldn't help but notice. And she reminded me vaguely of someone. Hmm. Anyway, when Two Bit and Steve came barreling in, I was distracted for a few moments.
"Dally . . . " Steve singsonged. "Already picked up another broad?"
"You know, you don't usually go for this type," Two-Bit said, circling this Samantha girl. He eyed her blondish hair and I knew what he was thinking.
"Hey, she's not mine," I told them and Steve grinned.
"Then whose is she?" He asked. She looked at him indignantly.
"I don't belong to anyone!" She said, and he backed up, pretending to be scared.
"Ooh, feisty, are we?" He said, and her face relaxed into a smile.
"Yes, we are." She said, and stuck her hand out. "I'm Samantha."
"Steve Randle," He replied, and shook her hand gently. Then he pulled out a comb and began swirling his hair. He does that all the time! Lord. She just rolled her eyes.
"Two-Bit Matthews," he said and shook her hand too. She smiled, and I could tell she liked 'ole Two-Bit. Then again, I think everyone does. Soda came running down the stairs. He had already showered, and looked ready for work.
"Samantha, Dally, Two-Bit, Steve," He said seriously, nodding at us all in turn, with mock superiority. Then we all cracked up. Soda can make anyone laugh. Even me. He ran into the kitchen and came back with a cake. "And now for the main course!" He proclaimed and cut us all a huge piece. If there's one good thing about staying at the Curtis's, it's that you get enough chocolate to last you a lifetime.
Darry came downstairs and took a piece of cake. He looked around at us all. His eyes stopped on me. "You okay?" He mouthed and I gave him my best 'don't even ask' look. I hate it when people baby me. I'm a big boy and I can take care of myself. Pony came down next, looking groggy. He sat down at the table and Soda gave him some cake.
"How'd ya sleep, Pony?" He asked. I think he was a little worried about the kid. Pony'd been kinda sick lately.
"Okay. You kept pulling the blankets off me, though." Pony told Soda, grinning. "Anyone got a smoke?"
"Here," I said, and flipped him a whole pack. He smiled gratefully. I looked around at us all. For a moment, I forgot that Johnnycake was gone. Maybe it was the presence of the chick. She seemed to fill the empty place . . . No! I scolded my self. No one could ever take Johnny's place. Never.
"Alright, Sammy," Soda said. "I have to go to work, same with Darry and Steve, and Pony goes to school. But Two-Bit and Dally will be home to keep you company and maybe give you a quick tour of the town." Soda gave me an' Two-Bit one of his, 'do it or die' looks. Sometimes I think he's just too nice for his own good.
"Sure," Two-Bit said easily. He never minds doing stuff like that. Me, I just don't like to spoil my reputation. I am considered one of the rudest hoods toward girls in this area, anyway.
"Thank you again," She said and I noticed that her voice was soft. "I don't know what I would do without you." Steve and Soda jumped up at the same time.
"We have to get to work," Steve said, and put on his jacket. "Bye!"
"If you need anything, Sammy, we're at the repair shop, okay? You can't miss us." Soda said, and Sammy nodded. They ran out the door, and Darry looked at the clock.
"Okay, Pony and I have to leave. You heard Soda, boys." Darry said, and looked at me. "Be nice, stay out of trouble, and if anything goes wrong, give Soda a call." I just shook my head. He's so controlling. If I was feeling better, I might have considered slugging him.
Sammy's POV
I wondered what it would be like to spend the day with a couple of greasers. Dally seemed tough and hard, but I knew that he had a softer side; the side that loved Johnny and did everything he could to keep him alive. I wondered if I'd ever get to see it.
"All right, Lady Samantha. Shall I show you to the automobile?" Two-Bit said, and I giggled.
"Very well then, Sir Two-Bit. Bring me to my awaiting car," I replied, raising my head high, and lightly holding my arm out for him to hold. He turned and looked at Dally.
"Are you coming, Dally?" He asked, and Dally sighed. "I suppose I could," He said. "But its only 'cause I need somethin' to do."
"Then join us," Two-Bit told him, and we walked out the door.
When we got to the car, Two-Bit opened the shotgun door for me. He was about to get in the driver's seat, when Dally spoke up.
"Hey, I'm drivin', you dig?" He said and Two-Bit just bowed low.
"It's all yours, Brother," He said and Dally climbed in. I got a little flutter in my stomach when he turned and looked at me with his deep brown eyes.
"Hey, tuff earring," Dally said to me. I reached up and touched the small diamond in my cartilage. It was my pride and joy, and I was glad that he noticed.
"Thanks. I love it too, but it makes it mighty hard to sleep!" I said, laughingly. He just looked at the road ahead of him. "Don't you ever smile?"
"Not really," He snapped. "But if I had something to smile about, maybe I would."
"Uh huh." I fell silent and Dally picked up speed. Soon we were flying down the road.
Dally stopped at the Tasty Freeze. "Ỳall want somethin'?" He asked, and we nodded our heads. "Alright, lets go. Hey, any sign of a fight with the Socs, I want you in the car, Sammy." He added roughly.
"All right." I replied. This remark was a little strange, but I felt it better not to ask questions.
"Soda'll never forgive me if something happens to you, Sammy, alright?" Dally said, as an explanation, and I nodded. "Okay. Cokes?"
"Sure," we replied. Dally ran in to get them, and I sat down on the end of the car with Two-Bit.
"So what brought you down here?" Two Bit asked. I sighed.
"I was looking for my brother." I said sadly. He looked at me and I bit my lip. I had done enough crying.
"Did ya find him?" He asked. I looked at him and slowly shook my head.
"No." I said and could feel the tear running down my cheek. "He's dead."
"Oh, that's bad," Two-Bit said, but looked a little uncomfortable. "What was his name?"
"Johnny." I said, and watched Two-Bit's face pale. "Johnny Cade."
Dally's POV
When I came back with the Cokes, which I had to stand in line to get, by the way, Two-Bit was looking at Sammy as if she was a ghost. Maybe he just realized that she was partly blond, I thought, and almost laughed out loud. Two-Bit and Sammy. That's crazy. I could see Sammy with Soda or Steve, or even myself, but Two-Bit? I mean, really.
"Hey, what's shakin'?" I asked coolly and flipped a soda to both of them. Two-Bit was still staring at her. "If you take a picture, it'll last longer, Two-Bit."
Two-Bit snapped out of his trace. "Uh," He said brightly. "Um, Dal?"
"Yea?" I said and watched a cute girl as she walked by. "What?"
"Sammy is, uh," Two Bit began and stopped. "She's Johnny's twin sister."
I started choking on my last swallow of coke. 'This can't be happening' was the only thing on my mind. I mean, sure, she reminded me of someone, but Johnny's twin sister? I was numb. I was also freaking myself out. What happened to tough old Dally? Oh right. He died when Johnny died. All that was left was an empty shell.
I just looked at her, and she looked a little surprised at my reaction. I finally though of what to say.
"No way." I replied. Okay, so it wasn't the most intelligent remark, but I was in complete shock. "He never told us he had a twin!"
"I was given away at birth," she said. She looked a little uncomfortable. "We've been keeping in touch for a few years now."
"Oh," I replied. "An' ya came back here lookin' for 'im?"
"Yes, I did. All the way from Boston, Massachusetts. I never got to meet him," she told me. I felt a twinge of pain in my heart. I mean, this poor girl. I never thought I'd think those words, but Johnny was such a great kid. And this was his sister for cryin' out loud! How depressing is that? Really. I think I was becoming too soft.
"Wow." That was all I could say. This put a whole new outlook on this girl. She became somethin' different. Somethin' better. "I thought I had it bad."
"Well, I would give anything to know him like you knew him," she said, and I noticed she had been cryin'. "He loved you Dally. You were everything to him."
I thought about that for a moment. I never realized that I was everything to someone. I mean, the gang had the whole gang and obviously Sylvia didn't care that much about me. But Johnny had meant a lot to me. And it was nice to hear that I meant a lot to him.
"Wow," I said again. "Wow."
"Dally?" Two Bit asked hesitantly. I turned to look at him. "Maybe we should go see Soda and Steve. You don't look so hot."
"I always look hot, Two Bit Matthews, and don't you forget it!" I growled. I was really just mad that he thought I needed to go see the boys. I mean, I was fine. I was just shaking a bit. And wouldn't you be too? "I'm fine."
"Okay," he said and Sammy looked around uncomfortably. I realized that she was Johnny's sister for the first time. I mean, I knew it before, but now I really knew. It was more obvious when I looked at her. She had the same big eyes, even if they were deep blue, the same long hair, even if it was lighter, and the same awesome personality. For the first time, I thought that life might go on after Johnny's death. And all because of her.
Thanks again to my reviewers! You're my motivation. But Sam and Soda? I'm rooting for Soda too...(He's my favorite)... But my story has a mind of its own.Hey, if you want to read a Soda fic, i just started one. Its called Bring Back the Past. Just doing some adveritsing...