Okay, I haven't updated in an unusually long time for me, but school sucks and it's taking over my life! AGGHHH!
But anywho, thanx to my loyal and wonderful reviewers:
Banana4422: Glad ya like it!
Miss cheerful: LOL! Yes, only Two-Bit would buy drinks from Tim...sigh but we love him anyways!
SqUiDsLiLpYrO: lol–"Ol' Timmy"! I couldn't stop laughing at that line...Tim will be featured in this chapter too, which is already starting to cause me to giggle!
AngryPrincess13: Thanx! I'm glad you like it so far.
Ponyboys–girl3: Why, yes, 'tis quite a big bang to write about a character when they're drunk! There are so many ideas right now about how she will act and how Johnny will react.
Vincenza: Hmm...I don't think Natasha or Two-Bit knew that it was beer when Tim first gave it to them, but I think they figured it out after the first swallow, but then neither of them (especially Two-Bit) cared and decided to play a little trick on Angelina!
MysteriousMaidenOfDarkness: I'm glad that you're so eager to read this chappie, but uh...please, no chewing of the fingers. lol.
ponyisgoldxxx: Why, thank you for the compliment! I was so nervous about that, since nobody said anything about it in their reviews. I had been contemplating for so long how to fit that song in somewhere. I was going to use the song "You really got a hold on me" by Smokey Robinson and the Miracles just like in the book that inspired the idea, The Wanderers, but I wanted to be a little bit more original.
mrs.sodapopcurtis: Yay! I have entertained at least one person other than myself!--an accomplishment! Three cheers for Holden's wife! Oh yeah, and I choose this sentimental moment to say: you better update on "Love of my Life" or I'll pull a MysteriousMaidenOfDarkness move and bite my nails so long that I have to chew my fingers!
Chapter 11: Drunken Nights
I was desperate to find one of the gang to help me out or something; I couldn't possibly take care of both Natasha and Angelina, plus (God bless me) Two-Bit Matthews. I don't know what could have possibly possessed me enough to agree to taking Two-Bit along on the date.
If it had been Ponyboy or Soda or something we wouldn't be in all this damn mess.
Thankfully, Angelina wasn't nearly as drunk as the other two, but she was definitely "tipsy". She was turned halfway around in her seat with her left arm resting on the back of it to support her head. Her green eyes were burning into me, I could feel it--and let me tellyou, it wasn't all that comfortable.
"Johnny?"
The sound of her voice just about gave me a heart attack.
"Huh?"
She looked around my shoulder at Natasha and Two-Bit with her eyebrows raised. The two were evidently determined to kiss every inch of each other's face.
I was beginning to become even more uncomfortable, with them being right there beside me.
"How come we don't ever do that?"
She kept looking me up and down and grinning.
I was starting to panic, trying to think of a good answer that would hopefully make her drop the subject.
As my eyes darted around (from one sho to the other, that is), she suddenly burst into giggles, slapping her knee.
"I'm...jus--just kidding!" More laughter that was probably so loud that people thought it was a part of the movie.
She finally managed to compose herself enough to say, "It looks painful anyways."
For a second, I though she was going to explode into laughter again, but she merely chuckled at her own her humor.
"But, seriously Johnny...I wanted to talk to you about something else."
I turned back towards her slightly, bracing myself for whatever else she might say, "Wel...what'd you wanna talk about?"
"EH, JOHNNYCAKE!"
'Thank goodness,' I thought, almost jumping up and down with joy. I wasn't exactly in any mood for a real serious talk...what if she was actually being serious when she asked me why we never did what Two-Bit and Natasha were doing. She never seemed to mind before, but it wasn't like we hadn't been together for a while now... I mean, we hardly ever even spoke to each other in public. Whenever Sandy was around, Soda would always be telling her how much he loved her and all that, no matter who was around. Maybe that was it...maybe she wanted me to tell her that I loved her...
'But I don't even know if I do or not! I've only really known her for two weeks...I definitely like her, but love?'
I decided to think about something else...love's too frustrating.
I turned around to see Sodapop and Steve waving as they jogged over to us.
They both sat in the row behind us, Steve snorting in the direction of Two-Bit and his date, Soda ruffling my hair and putting his arm around Angelina's shoulder.
It was a little annoying with him there...and I kept thinking about how handsome everyone thought he was.
'I bet Angelina thinks he's handsome...probably even more than me...'
I shook the thought out of my head. I mean, c'mon. I knew she liked me or she wouldn't be going out with me and she was always kind of shy around me most of the time...she was never shy around Soda, so why would she like him?
'I'm just being paranoid.'
Sodapop's P.O.V.
I could smell the beer on Angelina pretty strongly. I had no idea why, but I didn't really think it was such a big deal, so I just didn't ask.
Johnny looked uncomfortable and he kept staring at me, then he'd look back at the ground.
"Hey, somethin' wrong, Johnny?" I guess Steve had noticed too.
Johnny shook his head, looked like he was thinking for a second, then changed his mind, "Well, actually, I was wonderin' if you guys could do me a favor?"
--about an hour later--
"Jesus Christ," I said, flopping down on the couch back at my house, "I never knew Two-Bit could ever be so committed to one broad."
Steve nodded and laughed at the memory of Two-Bit and his date.
"Yeah," he said reaching out his hand to a pretend girl, "'Natasha! Don't leave me!'"
We both fell over with uncontrollable laughter.
"Well, I wonder what ol' Loverman's doin' with Angelina..."
Johnny's P. O. V.
I could have done back flips when we reached Angelina's house, only to find that her mother was gone.
"C'mon, girl," I said, as if I was talking to a little baby, "You gotta go inside."
She had sat herself down on the porch, and was now refusing to budge.
I sighed and lifted her onto her feet by her arms.
"Where are your keys?" I asked as patiently as I could.
She just laughed and kissed me roughly, wrapping her arms around my neck. I sighed again and took advantage of her position by searching the pockets of her sweater for the keys.
"Johnny, we can't do that out here!" She was laughing again for the millionth time that night and swatted my hands away just as I pulled out her house keys.
I unlocked the door and pushed her in gently.
It was dark and I groped around the place to find the light switch, every once in a while hearing sounds that indicated that Angelina had ran into yet another object. Finally, I stumbled into a lamp and turned it on.
Angelina was (for some reason) sitting on the floor cross-legged about five feet away from me, beginning to doze off.
"Angie," she exclaimed as the light was turned on, "darling, don't be upset!"
"What?" I asked, her words momentarily distracting me from what I was doing.
"Angie hurt her poor, poor knee." Then, suddenly, she seemed to have an awakening, "Johnny, sweetie, can you kiss it?"
I blushed and shook my head, walking over to my girlfriend.
"I can't. You have to be asleep by the time your mom comes home."
"Why?"
"Because she'll be mad if she finds out you've been drinking."
"So why do I have to be asleep?"
"I don't know. It's the only thing I could think of to do."
"Why?"
"Because."
"Why?"
"Because I don't want you to get into trouble."
"Why?"
"Because I just don't!"
"Why are you yelling?"
"Because you keep asking questions when you're supposed to be asleep!"
"Why?"
"Stop asking me questions!"
"Why?"
"Because you're...because...I don't know!"
She smiled at me and cocked her head to the side. For a while we just stared at each other like that.
"If I go upstairs and go to sleep will you do something for me?"
I breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that her previous sentence had not consisted of the word 'why'.
"That depends on what you want me to do."
She thought for a while with her hand on her chin, her brow furrowed.
"I've got it! A hug."
I nodded eagerly, helping her up and leading her up the stairs before me.
Suddenly, she stopped on the stairs, gripping the rail and my shoulder for support.
"What is it?"
She seemed to be thinking for a while. "Can I have a kiss too?"
Once again, I blushed in spite of myself and the situation we were in, and nodded.
We started back on the way to her bedroom, me barely preventing her from tripping over her own feet numerous times.
I stood by her nightstand, looking around her room as she crawled under the covers.
It looked almost identical to mine, except for the pin-ups abover her head board and a book shelf in the corner, but the rest was practically the same.
"Johnny," she said in a sing-song voice, peering up at me from beneath the blankets. I couldn't help but smile at her. Her nose and mouth were covered and the only thing I could see were here bright green, oval-shaped eyes.
"My hug, please, kind sir."
I leaned down and hugged her.
"Goodnight," I said, reaching for the switch to turn out the lights.
"Hey! What about my kiss!"
I turned back to her. Her arms were crossed just under her chin and she was pouting just like a little kid.
I rolled my eyes in mock annoyance and lightly pressed my lips to hers. Just as I began to pull away, she placed a hand on my shoulder to keep me there.
Well, of course I didn't resist (how could I?), but after a few seconds, I broke the kiss and grinned down at her.
"You know, Johnny, before I met you, I always wondered if you tasted like caramel..."
I laughed quietly, feeling my ears grow hot.
"And ya know, you kind of do."
She turned on her side and blew me a kiss as I turned off the lights and headed back down stairs.
Well, well, I know it's kind of short, but I'm not quite in the mood to continue. Oh well, 'tis not quite so bad! It merely gives me a lingering moment to ponder what shall be featured in the next division of this fic! Buh-Bye! (and don't forget to review!)