I must answer reviews of chapters 14-15.
Rais: Yesyes, the move. Ahaa there's more
to it. "Then their head comes down onto your shoulder,
giving
you 'more reaching space.' Whatever that means
;-)
babygurl33: Thank you! xD
Izziecakes: Thanks, and I'm quite insane myself, so go figure. Insane story, insane authors notes... insane author.
soda'sgirl: MM ALCOHOL. That gives me an idea. Haaa.
Samurai Angel: Ooh yes. Without Two-Bit, this story wouldn't be half as funny!
Soda'sgirl(Chap15): Yesyes, I
am the queen of suspense. There's tons of cliffys in here... but
you'll find out where
he is.
xD
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Chapter Sixteen
"ARGH!" I screamed, although I wasn't suprised by the sight I saw once I'd looked out the window.
Down the street were those stupid chicks, circled
around what appeared to be Johnny. Stupid stalkers... stupid, insane,
whores.
They were the greaser kind. You know, the ones that wore
too much makeup for their own good and hardly any clothes. Yeah,
those kind.
Without thinking I ran out the door, Steve and Soda looking after me with bewlidered expressions on their faces. However, I didn't care. Let them think I'm insane, right now, I have to kick some... err... I'm trying not to swear. Wait, I already said whores. Haha. Right, back to the story.
"We knew you'd be coming soon!" Exclaimed one of the girls, who just happened to be brunette. Then she giggled, and I glared at her. If I had that lighter... I'd set her hair on fire in a heartbeat. That'd show her... But anyway, they were in the process of... er... raping him, I suppose? They'd only gotten his jacket off, so there was still time.
"Fuck. You."
With that, I kicked each of the girls that were kneeling down in the face, and that got their attention away from Johnny. That was the good thing. The bad thing was that I'd probally just started a fight, and me against ten girls... well, I can already tell you who'd win that fight. Hell, I could hardly handle two people on my own. Oh, and there's also that fact that I don't know how to fight. Basically, I was screwed.
"No, fuck you," said the bleach blonde, who I'm now just going to call the leader, while nursing a bloody nose.
Apparently I'd kicked one in the eye, because her eye was watering. So what else was there to do? I laughed. What? Shouldn't you laugh if you think something's funny? Woah, I have a big mouth. It's a wonder I've never been beat up before.
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(Later)
After we'd arrived back at the Curtis', Darry'd announced that my mom called. Oh god, I hadn't been home in forever. But at least she knew where I was. But apparently she was demanding that I go home. Before I got going, I took a look in the mirror and man did I look... well... beat up. Fat lip, bloody lip... probally going to have a black eye, and there were various cuts on my face. Ooh, my mom wasn't going to be impressed.
"Johnny, come with me."
At the hesitant expression on his face, I quickly added;;
"Pleeeease."
It's not that I was afraid of my parents. The worst they'd ever done was yell at me, although that just got me angry and annoyed. (A/N: Ooh, it does.)
Soon we were heading down the sidewalk, a couple miles from my house. Johnny was looking kinda uneasy, and I started to regret making him come with me. No, he doesn't think that just because his parents are abusive that everyone else's are too. He just doesn't like meeting new people. Shy, that one.
"You know, I think it's time you met my parents. And be introduced as... well, my boyfriend."
I grinned at the shocked expression on his face.
"So you decided we are?"
"We're what?"
"...Dating."
"Yeah, I guess I did."
Soon, we arrived. One nervous, one... well... calm. I don't think he's ever been introduced as someone's boyfriend beofre, but whatever.
I reached out to knock on the door, but before I could... it swung open to reveal my mother, who looked shocked. Not shocked that I was with a boy, shocked that I was with a greaser boy. Or maybe both. We're not like the socs, we don't hate greasers, but my mom thinks they're dangerous because of the reputaion that's been pinned on them. So, she also looked afraid. But just a little.
"Mom, this is Johnny. My... boyfriend."
AAAAAAND CUT. Yes, another cliffy. Eeek,
please
don't kill me. PLEASE. Although this story does have
many
cliffys, I thought it'd be a good place to end it.
And suspense
just makes you want to read more. It's
weird but you just HAVE to
figure out what happens
next, right? I know.
SHORT CHAPTER OVERLOADDDD. Ahh.
