So, there I was. Sitting in the drive-in with the man of my dreams, Keith Two-Bit Matthews. And I was a nervous wreck.
Nervously I sipped my Coke and looked over at Two-Bit. He seemed to be enjoying the movie. But I was still nervous. What if he wanted to walk me home? What if we wanted to stay out later? What…what if we kissed?
Then my mind itched… what was Flower doing tonight? Two-Bit must have noticed me fidgeting in my seat, and looking at him, and not the movie screen. He blinked, than grinned at me. "Hey, I know I'm gorgeous, but ya don't have to stare, dolly. I'm not lookin' at you all night." He winked at me again.
I blushed, but took the opportunity to talk to him, "Oh, so you automatically assume it's you I'm starring at, Mr. Matthews?"
"Why, who else would you be lookin' at, dolly?" his arm's sliding slyly over my shoulders.
"Me."
I heard the voice, and instantly assumed the worse. Was it Dallas again? Then I looked up to see a big, bulky oaf standing in front of me.
Jonathan… I mentally groaned. "Get lost, Rogers." I mumbled.
"C'mon Gwen, what you doin' with this trash?" he grunted at me. He had blonde hair shaved close to his head, and a huge football player's body.
"Trash?" Two-Bit now interrupted, standing up, no where near meeting Jonathan's height, but he still stood intimidating and proud.
"Yeah, you heard me."
"Well you see, I had trouble realizing it was you talking. I didn't know gorillas could talk. Especially such a fine example of a primate yourself."
I giggled a little, that was my Two-Bit. Oops, did I say –my- Two-Bit? Could I do that yet? Probably not.
"You want another bruise to match that one, Joker?" the oaf stepped towards Two-Bit with his fists raised.
"Well, you do gotta co-ordinate, don't cha'?" Two-Bit grinned, not flinching a bit. "But I was thinkin' your nose didn't look great where it was. Want me to break it for ya?"
"Bring it on, Grease."
I really didn't want to see them fight. As much as Jonathan was an idiot, he was bigger then Two-Bit, and I didn't want Two-Bit to get hurt. But that's when I got an idea.
"Hey John." I said, taking on a sensual tone to my voice, walking forward a little, and smiling.
"Huh?"
And with that I dumped my Coke on his forehead, the sticky drink soaking his face and the collar of his shirt. Two-Bit laughed, "I knew you digged okay, Gwenny-girl!"
"I'm gonna kill the both of you!" Johnathan cried, and took a swing at Two-Bit, and he ducked.
"Hey, look over there, you oaf!" Two-Bit cried pointing over Johnathan's shoulder.
"Wha?"
"Run!" I cried, interrupting most of the other kid's viewing pleasure, Two-Bit grabbing my hand, and we ran out of the drive-in laughing our heads off.
"Darrel…?"
"Yeah, Kim?"
Kimmy had just walked into the Curtis' home, and saw Darry sitting in his chair. She smiled and flounced over.
"What'cha doing here?" He asked, blinking up at me, he had been reading the paper.
"I don't know. Gwendolyn's gone out with Two-Bit for the evenin'. I had already watered my plants and if I listen to that record one more time—"
"Ssh, come sit. I'm tired from work." Darry patted the arm of his chair, and Flower tried to sit down on the chair, but her grace worked against her, and she slipped down onto his lap.
"Oh!" she cried, blinking up into Darry's eyes, and he smiled down at her.
"Don't worry about it. You're such a klutz." He laughed a little, and she pouted.
"I'm just moving with the—"
"Movement of the Earth, yeah." Darry said, scratching his head and looking at the hippy that seemed to have come from nowhere.
Then a silence seemed to fall over them, and Flower just looked at Darry, and he looked back down at her. They seemed to have an understanding between them, that the silence was okay. Then Kimmy shut her eyes, and leaned up a little…
Darry put a finger to her lips and smiled down at her, and she pouted again.
"You're no fun."
"We need to talk."
"Don't worry—"
"Soda and them will be—"
"Darry—"
And then he kissed her, and it was quiet again in the Curtis household. For a while, anyways.
"That was hilarious!"
"I'll say it again, you dig okay."
Okay, so running three blocks from the drive-in was our idea of fun. Got a problem with that? Ha-ha.
"Where ya wanna go, doll?" Two-Bit asked, looking at me. We were both a little out of breath and red, but now we were more awake then anything.
I'll go anywhere you'll take me, Keith Matthews! "Oh, um… I don't know. I'm up for anything, I guess."
"Anythin', eh?" He grinned at me and winked.
"Mr. Matthews, I do believe this is the first date."
"Right, right. Third date, rules, right."
I smiled at him and laughed, and somehow our hands met and our finger's intertwined. It was a beautiful feeling to be with him like this. My mind was free of all distractions, until a car drove past, and I was reminded I had to be home soon.
"It is kind of late. Maybe I should get home."
"I'll walk ya home, just in case, ya know."
"Oh…" Oh is right. Not good, not good.
So we started the long walk towards my neighborhood. I thought the evening had gone rather well… and we hadn't run into a certain Mr. Dallas. Yet…
