Weeee! Here we go again.

Disclaimer:

Same as before, don't own, don't sue, don't flame and there will be some manly affections.

Steve yawned as he pumped gas for the blonde in the Mustang. She was Socs, but she smiled at him anyway. And it wasn't no tame smile neither. He looked around for Soda, hoping to distract her.

"Hey, your name's Steve, right?" She asked.

"Yup, that's what the nametag says." Steve said. Her smile alone was making him flush.

"I went to school with you. Graduated last year. I remember your friend Sodapop too. They always said he was the handsome one, but I love a man who can fix a car." She leaned slightly and Steve noticed that she was, ahem, well endowed.

"I'm sure Soda can fix a car too-" He fumbled for words and she laughed. She was all the sudden a lot closer.

"Maybe sometime you could pop my hood."

Steve would've laughed at how ridiculous that sounded if he had control of his vocal chords. Why was it that that particular line never worked for guys, but when a girl said it, it was the hottest thing he'd ever heard?

"Oh, I dunno about that-"

"I heard that you broke up with your girl too. I knew her. Evie, right? God, she was such a clingy slut. I was very happy to hear that you two were through. I've been at college for a while, and no one cares about Socs and Greasers there, you know. We could have a lot of fun and no one would ever have to know."

Holy shit, this woman would eat him alive if he so much as nodded.

"Oh, I can't, I've got a girl-"

"A new one? Already? Wow, you must be good." She said. "Tell you what, she doesn't need to kn-"

Her girlfriend appeared and hollered at her for money for cigarettes. Steve could've kissed her because he loved Pony, but damn, he was still just a man. A semi straight man who hadn't been laid in a long time. She frowned but reached for her purse.

"I'll be right back."

Steve wouldn't be.

He hid in the back room for an hour, Soda peering at him.

"I heard you and that girl talking. She really wanted to go out with you." Soda said.

"Yeah, and not bad to look at either." Steve said. Good God, he'd turned down a blonde goddess, for Pony. He must be in love.

"Do you really have a new girl?" Soda asked.

"Yeah, why else would I turn her down?" Steve said, real fast.

"That's good. Is she nice?"

"Yeah, nothing like Evie." Steve said.

"Good. What's she look like?" Soda asked. Steve swallowed.

"Uh, dark brown hair, a little on the red side, greenish eyes, kinda gray and real pretty. Digs books and sensitive crap." He said. He wondered if it was as obvious to Soda as it was to him that he'd just described Pony's female twin.

"Steve, are you feeling all right?" Soda asked.

"Yeah, never better. Why?" Steve said.

"You're sweating up a storm and you described your girl without mentioning two very vital statistics." Soda said, rolling his eyes and motioning at his chest.

"Oh. Uh," Shit. "she's, uh, kinda small up there." Steve said, fumbling with his hat.

"Really? That doesn't sound at all like you." Soda said.

"Well, look at Evie. I figured I couldn't go wrong trying out a classy dame."

"Yeah, classy is one thing, but it sounds like you described Pony with a rack." Soda said, arching one eyebrow.

"Sodapop, listen to that language. Damn, I outta tell Superman on you." Steve said.

"You're blushing. How old is she?" Soda asked.

"Never mind." Steve said.

"Come on Stevey. If she's younger than you, maybe she won't be real small up there for long." Soda joked. Steve was surprised, Soda usually didn't go much for the dirty stuff. But he was baiting Steve.

"She is younger." Steve said.

"How much younger?" Soda prodded.

"She's fifteen." Steve said.

"Wow. Why so young? You're gonna catch crap for that if you ever have to meet her old man." Soda said. Steve rubbed his forehead. Darry would crack his skull. So yeah, he'd catch some crap.

"It's not a physical thing, she just, she's, something that I've always wanted but never been able to figure out." Steve said.

"Okay. Sounds like you're serious. Has she gone all the way with you?" He asked.

"Yeah, because I'm involved with a fifteen year old for sex." Steve muttered, edging his voice with sarcasm. That much was true.

"Wow, sounds like she's turning you into a gentleman, romancing her without getting any."

"Hey, I never got much from Evie, you know." Steve said.

"All right, all right. I'm sorry I harassed you so much." Soda said, rubbing his shoulder.

"It's no big deal. You're just damn nosy, must get it from Darry."

"Maybe." Soda grinned at him. "So Steve, does she have an older sister for me?"

I am exhausted and I have to get up early tomorrow, so that it's for tonight. Hope you enjoy. I'm trying to work out a confrontation for Soda and Steve and all, but I'm having trouble gauging how they'd all react.

Btw, if Soda ends up with a romantic interest, would you all prefer a girl or a guy? Because if Steve and Pony get each other, it's only fair to give someone to Soda for some lovin', right? It just seems so mean and heartless otherwise.

And that's assuming Darry doesn't flip shit eventually.

Heh, I'm just trying to keep you guessing.

Gimme some sugah (aka reviews) and tell me whatcha you think about a romantic interest for Sodapop. It's gonna be a semi short fic, btw, so I wont drag it out for ever and ever, amen. Lol.

God, I am too tired to be on the compy. I'ma go.

Shadows