This chapter is really short but I'm going to put up another one really soon. I'm writing it now so show me some love and leave me NICE reviews…Pwetty pwease?
Oh well, it was worth a try..On with the story!
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Joey's POV
I woke up the next day and I felt like I was on a cloud, floating about above the world. I never really liked boys before yesterday but that all changed…and it felt good.
Sodapop Curtis was beautiful. The way he walked over with those other boys and took part in helping me. He was one of my saviors and I already knew he was perfect.
He sort of glided when he walked…and you could just tell he was sensitive, funny, shy, loving, smart, loyal, gorgeous…beautiful. He had to be with a name like Sodapop. It was so original and soft it just rolled off your tongue.
I was a little girl in love. I felt like taking him flowers or cookies but I didn't want him to think I liked him. Or did I? Could I possibly have a chance with a boy like that? Why not? What did any other girl have that I didn't?
I had made up my mind about Sodapop. I was going to be his girlfriend.
I smiled at the thought of us walking hand-in-hand down the halls as all the pretty girls stared in awe. He was going to be mine and I would show him off to everyone.
I wondered when I would see him again. The boy called Steve told me that I would know how to find them sometime. When? It had only been a day and I was already missing him.
I hope Steve is right. If I don't see Sodapop soon I might explode!
I ran around my room and picked out my prettiest outfit. I found a shinny pink skirt that stopped right below my knees and my best white sweater.
I wanted to be pretty when Sodapop saw me. I would wear this outfit until I met with him and his friends again. I didn't care if I was stuck in it for days.
I put a ribbon in my hair and picked up my most expensive shoes.
'oh no' I saw smudges of mud on the sides. How could this be happening NOW?
I hurriedly ran out of my room and down the hall to the living area.
"Oh mother! My shoes are dirty and I have to clean them. I met this boy-"
"You stay away from boys! Especially ones in this neighbor hood. They're all trouble 'round these parts. Don't trust non of 'em good for nothin' sons a-" Her mother went on to call them every name I had ever heard. She was obviously drunk and looked like she was going to throw something.
My eyes began to sting and I ran into the bathroom. I cried as I pulled a towel from the closet and put it under the faucet, wetting it with warm water.
I began frantically scrubbing my shoe and set my mind to proving my mother wrong. They were good people. Especially Sodapop! He was my hero and she was calling him all those mean names.
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This will probably be the most uneventful chapter in the whole story.
This chapter was just to let you see how much Joey likes Sodapop (obviously), to give you a glimpse into her home-life, and to make sure everyone knows how young she is at this point. (Eleven just in case you don't remember.)