I only own Dani. PreppyKrissy owns Serena

Chapter 8

Dani's POV

I woke up the next morning with an excruciating headache. I felt as if I'd been hit by a truck. And I'm not talking about a pick up truck. I mean one of those damn eighteen wheelers.

I opened my eyes, and the brightness of the sun hurt them. I glanced at the clock, and it said eleven. I knew I had to get up. I slowly threw the blankets off of me and stood up. I walked out of the room and went straight to the bathroom, where I splashed my face with water and took some aspirin.

I walked into the kitchen and found Two-Bit eating chocolate cake and drinking beer. "Hey Dani," he said and I winced.

"Damn, do you have to be so loud?" I said, sitting in a chair across from him.

"Sorry. Hangover?"

"Yeah."

"Don't worry. It won't last forever. Believe me. I've had plenty."

"Oh, there's no doubt in my mind that you have."

Serena walked into the kitchen and said, "'Bout time you woke up."

"Sorry I ruined girls' night," I said. I was feeling a little guilty about getting that drunk and not getting to finish our plans for the night.

"It's okay. It wasn't a big deal. We were at Buck's longer than expected."

"Okay." I got up and went back to Serena's room to get my clothes, and headed to the bathroom to shower.

I stayed in there awhile, after I had washed, feeling the hot water on my back. Then I got out and dressed myself in shorts and a t-shirt.

I walked out of the bathroom and found Dallas, with none other than Tim Shepard, in the living room.

"Hey Dani," Tim and Dal said.

"Hey Dal," I replied, completely ignoring Tim, and went into Serena's room. I had a right to. The guy did blow me off just last night. Why did he have to be friends with Dallas?

There was a knock at the bedroom door, interrupting my thoughts. Dallas stuck his head in. "We're all goin' to the Dingo. You wanna come?"

"Yeah, I'll be down in a minute." He left, and I finished getting ready.

I walked downstairs and realized when he said 'all', he really only meant me, him, Two-Bit, Pony, Johnny, and, unfortunately, Tim. When they saw me, they walked out of the house. I sighed and followed.

When we got there, we grabbed a booth in the back. Three on each side. Two-Bit, Johnny, and Dallas on one side, and Pony, me, and Tim on the other. Ponyboy knew I hated this arrangement because, on the walk over here, I told him about what happened last night.

I could feel Tim's eyes on me, so I started up a conversation with Two-Bit about tomatoes. Yes, I know, very random, but I had to do something. But this is how the conversation went:

"How come people like spaghetti sauce and ketchup, but not tomatoes?" Two-Bit asked.

"I don't know. I guess they add stuff to it," I reply.

"Do you like tomatoes?"

"No way. Do you?"

"Nope."

Like I said before, random.

The food, we had ordered, finally came and we all ate. I was eating as fast as I could so I could get out of there. I was really uncomfortable sitting next to Tim.

Eventually, everyone finished their food and we left. I walked ahead of all of them and reached the Curtis house first. I went in and sat down on the couch. Soon, the rest came in and spread themselves out around the living room—Pony and Johnny on the floor, Dally in Darry's chair, Two-Bit in the other chair, and Tim next to me on the couch. Serena soon joined us, and I asked, "Anyone wanna go play soccer in the lot?"

"Sure," they all said. I got the soccer ball, and we headed for the lot. We set up goals on either end of the field.

"Okay, who's playin'?" I asked.

"I am," everyone except Tim said.

"I ain't. I'll watch," he said and sat down on a bench.

We split up into teams—me, Pony, and Dal against Johnny, Serena, and Two-Bit. I guess these teams weren't really fair since me and Dal played soccer when we were younger, but who cares. And we won, even though we did go easy on them.

Tim's POV

I sat down on the bench and watched the gang play soccer. I wasn't much of a soccer person, so I declined the offer to play. Dani really was pissed at me. She won't even look at me, never mind talk to me. I shouldn't have interrupted her and Troy's thing last night, then she'd have no reason to hate me.

"She mad at ya?" Curly said, sitting next to me. Where the hell did he come from?

"Yeah. She just needs a day to cool off," I said, and the ball came flying at my head. I looked up and saw that Dani was the one who kicked it. "Okay, maybe two." Curly nodded in agreement.

Curly and I watched the game, and Dani, Dal, and Pony's team won. They were celebrating their victory. They walked over to us, and Dani's eyes went from being warm and happy one minute, to cold and hard the next.

"I'm gonna go. I'll catch ya later, Winston."

"Yeah, bye Shepard," Dal replied.

I looked at Dani one last time before walking away, and she gave me a cold look. Her eyes reminded me of Dally's, and I didn't like it.

Serena's POV

Tim really messed up last night. Dani's pissed. I've never seen her eyes so cold, and I must admit, it kind of scares me. Her eyes aren't even like that when she's arguing with Dally, and those arguments get pretty heated. Dani's usually like Sodapop—happy all the time. Right now, she reminds me of Dal.

I walked over to her and asked, "Are you okay?"

She looked at me and her eyes softened. "Yeah, I'm fine," she said and walked in the direction of the house.

Dani's POV

"Where ya goin' dressed like that?" Darry asked me, looking up from the newspaper he was reading.

"Party at Buck's."

"Ooh, I wanna come," Two-Bit said.

"Fine, let's go."

He stood up and said, "See y'all later."

We walked down the street, with his arm around my shoulders. "Well, Dani, you sure are becomin' a party girl. Two parties in two nights."

"I guess I like the night life."

"I guess so. I don't mind. I like the wild girls."

I laughed. "I'm sure you do."

We reached Buck's and went inside. We grabbed beers, and when we finished them, I pulled Two-Bit onto the dance floor. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and he placed his hands on my hips. And I moved against him like I had the previous night with Troy and Tim. Two-Bit seemed to enjoy it just as much as they had.

I saw Tim walk in the door. Damn, is there anywhere I can go to get away from him?Tim saw me and just watched what I was doing.

If he didn't want me, I'd be with any guy that did, and right now, that guy is Two-Bit. I kissed him on the lips, and he kissed me back. I pulled away and led him over to the couch, where I lay down and pulled him on top of me. We started making out, and I could feel Tim's glare on me. I ignored it and continued kissing Two-Bit.

"Winston's gonna kill ya if he finds out you've been makin' out with his sister," a voice said from above us.

Two-Bit and I looked up. "Hey Tim, and ole Dally won't find out if ya don't tell him," Two-Bit said and grinned. I just gave Tim a cold stare.

"Dani, can I talk to you?" Tim asked.

"There's nothin' to talk about. You made your point last night."

"Should I leave you two alone?" Two-Bit asked, getting off of me.

"No," I said, and Tim said, "Yes," at the same time.

"I'll be at the bar," Two-Bit said and left.

"Shit," I said under my breath.

"Listen, Dani, I'm--," Tim started.

"No, we have nothing more to talk about. You made it quite clear last night that you don't want me."

"That's not it. I do want you, but we can't. Your brother would kill me if we got together."

"Then he just won't find out."

"And how do you expect us to keep that a secret?"

"We sneak around behind everyone's backs."

"That ain't gonna work. When I see you, I'm gonna wanna kiss you and hold you."

"Yeah, I will too, but just think how much more exciting and passionate it will be when we're alone."

"You are right," he said and leaned in for a kiss, which I happily returned.

"Well, I'm gonna grab Two-Bit and head back to the Curtis's. So I will see you tomorrow," I said and gave him another kiss.

"Yes you will. Bright and early," he said.

"Don't count on the early part," I said and with one last kiss, I left him on the couch.

"C'mon Two-Bit, I'm ready to go," I said when I found him at the bar.

"Are ya serious? I'm not even close to bein' drunk yet," he complained.

"That's not necessarily a bad thing. And yes I'm serious, unless you want me to walk by myself."

"No, I can't let you do that or we'd both get it from Dal. Let's go."