Hey guys! Just wanna say thanks for reading and reviewing. This chapter is a bit of a long one, and the next one will be too. But I hope you enjoy them. The story will be comming to an end in a few chapters, I hope. I didn't want it to be as long as my other stories. )

Here it goes.


In thirty years from now, the only thing I'll really remember from that weekend was the rumble, and my first kiss from Two-Bit. I never knew why the rumble started, I didn't want to know after I had watched most of it… But I guess I'm getting ahead of myself.

Well, back to Friday night, I guess.

So, Two-Bit and me had finally made our way home. I was walking up the stairs on the front porch, when Two-Bit caught my hand, and pulled me back down.

"Hey, Gwen. Didn't think you were getting away without saying goodbye were you?"

I blinked at him, blushing terribly, "Oh…um…well, thank you for taking me out, and I had so much fun and maybe we can go out again…"

"That's not what I meant." He said, raising an eyebrow and smiling, before moving closer to me. I blushed even more, and shut my eyes, when I heard the door swing open.

"Gwendolyn! You're home! A few minutes late…" My mother eyed Two-Bit for a moment, "But you're home."

Luckily, she didn't say anything about how close me and Two-Bit were to kissing.

"Oh, yeah. I'm sorry mom." I said quietly.

"This must be the young man that took you out!" my mother said. "Why don't you come in for a moment?"

I had never seen Two-Bit look so uncomfortable, "Ehh, I dunno Missus James…"

"Nonsesnse, come in!" Her voice had a tone that she was rather demanding him to come in, then asking him politely to.

So I lead Two-Bit into the house, and my mom led us both into the sitting room where my father was sitting reading the paper.

My mom took a good long look at Two-Bit now, and I could see the distaste filling her eyes. Everything from his jacket, to his side-burns, to his boots, to the roots of his greasy hair.

I kind of cleared my throat, and my dad finally looked over at us. "Um… Mom, Dad I'd like you to meet Keith Matthews." I saw no need to use his nickname… that'd just make the situation worse, my mom would have even more of a dislike for him.

"Well, isn't it lovely to meet you Keith…" my mother said, "I'm Mildred, but please, Mrs James will do." She said sharply.

I could have cut the tension with a knife. My dad, who never said much, was looking at Two-Bit with even more distaste then my mother… and poor Two-Bit had to stand there, feeling rather dumb.

My mother gave him so many questions, and then finally let him go out the door, and I never got my kiss good night. I looked at my mom and she turned to me, "I don't want you going out with him again."

My jaw dropped a little, "Why not?" I had to admit, Two-Bit was very polite the whole time he was in the house.

"He's trash." My father said simply over his newspaper.

Tears filled my eye hotly, and I looked to my mom, "No, he's not, you don't know him."

"You don't either." My mother replied sharply, "One date with him."

"You've seen him for thirty seconds, and you think you know everything about him!" I yelled. I had never yelled at my mother before.

My mother looked at me, shocked, "Did you just yell at me?"

"Yes! Yes I did!" I yelled. Then my eye saw that Two-Bit had walked back to the house, he had heard the yelling.

"Well, if I have anything to do with it, you'll never see that boy again." My father said with a tone of finality in his voice.

"You're wrong!" I cried, I still had my shoes on, so I grabbed my coat and ran out the door. My father, actually stood up from his chair, and my mother screamed after me.

Two-Bit blinked at me, "Uh…to the Curtis'?"

"Yes!" I cried, and ran down the street.


We ended up going to Two-Bit's and picking up his car, then driving to the Curtis'. I ended up meeting Two-Bit's little sister, Marcy, and his mother Jessica, who had just come in from her shift at the dinner… But I don't remember much of that, because when we got to the Curtis' I had my first beer ever. Then my first secound beer ever. And so on…

But also, I'm getting ahead of myself again.

"Hey, Darrel Curtis! Guess who's here, and it's not the tooth fairy."

"Two-Bit?" Darry asked, walking towards the front door.

I stood behind Two-Bit a little, and waved at Darry quietly.

"Hello Gwen. What are you guys doing here?" Flower asked, she was leaning against Darry slightly.

"We're going to be staying the night. That okay, Darry?" Two-Bit asked.

"Yeah. Go ahead." Darry said, walking back to the living room, Flower flouncing after him.

Two-Bit walked to the kitchen and grabbed a beer from the fridge, cracking it open and taking a long gulp. He then looked at me, and grinned, "You drink, dolly?"

"Um, I don't know."

"Go on, put hair on your chest." He tossed me a bottle, and then after I informed him I didn't –want- hair on my chest, he laughed and opened the bottle for me.

"Go on."

I shrugged, and drank some. And that some led to another bottle. And that other bottle, led to another bottle, and by one in the morning, Two-Bit and I were drunker then… well, I really didn't know


If I remember one thing from that night it was kissing Two-Bit. We had been cuddled up in Darry's chair, he had long since gone to bed, as with everyone else in the house (yes, Ponyboy eventually came home) giggling.

That's when Two-Bit stopped and put a serious look on his face, "Gwen!" He said quietly. "I never got my goodbye before, 'cause you're crazy broad of a mom interrupted me…"

And before I could respond to him about just how crazy that woman was, he kissed me, and instantly I melted down into his arms


That morning I woke up to Steve running in the house. I had slept on the floor with Two-Bit stomach as a pillow. My head was pounding like crazy. Then I realized Steve was yelling about a rumble tonight.

"Jesus Christ…" Two-Bit mumbled, "My head feels like it did that one time Darry punched me…"

I sat up and Steve ran over, "Two-Bit…Two-Bit!"

"I can hear you, brainless…"

"There's gonna be a rumble!"

"A what?" I asked, my voice a little hoarse. I do think me and Two-Bit had been trying to sing Elvis. But I couldn't remember completely.

"A rumble, c'mon girl. Don't tell me you don't know what that is…!"

"I have no idea, Randel." I grunted at him.

"We're gonna kick the Socs asses tonight!"

Two-Bit seemed happy, if not in pain, and he stuck an arm around me, and mumbled something about going back to sleep.


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