Soda was bored. The DX had been slow all day. Steve and him had nothing to do right now. All the cars were finished for the day. He still felt tired from last night's nightmare so he closed his eyes for a few seconds.
There were four or five Socs and two Greasers, they were in the park. Just like before, he didn't recognize any of the guys but he caught a snippet of their conversation.
"You know what a greaser is? White trash and long greasy hair."
"You know what a Soc is?"
"What?"
"White trash with Mustangs and Madras."
"Get him guys."
The next thing he knew one of the boys was being shoved underwater in the fountain repeatedly. The other guy had been kicked a few times and left on the grass by the merry-go-round.
Soda had never felt so helpless, the one kid could be killed before his eyes and he couldn't do a thing to help. It angered him because greasers were supposed to help each other.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the other kid pull a switchblade out of his pocket and start toward the soc-bastards. He stabbed the lead one in the chest and the rest ran off. Then he pulled his friend out of the fountain and laid him on the sidewalk in front of the fountain.
Soda felt his shoulder being shaken so he opened his eyes, Steve was standing over him.
"What's up Stevie?"
"I was just wondering when you were going to join us again. You've been asleep for hours, it's after closing time Soda."
"I was asleep that long?"
"Yeah."
"Alright. Well we should probably go then."
"I
think so."
"I just remembered, today is my parent's
anniversary. They're going out for dinner and a movie."
Steve and Soda pulled in the Curtis driveway. The truck was already gone, indicating that the parents were gone. Darry was standing on the porch with his arms crossed. Soda rolled his eyes but got of the car and crossed the yard.
"The guys are here for pizza and TV. You better hurry if you want a slice." Darry said pointing with his head. Steve and Soda nodded and ran inside the house.
Ponyboy was sitting on the couch laughing at Two-bit. He was sprawled on the floor and Dally was sitting on him. Johnny had a small smile on his face as well. He was sitting at the kitchen table.
Soda grabbed a half-full glass and threw it at Two-bit, wetting him. Two-bit spluttered but was unable to do anything because of Dally. Soda laughed and dropped down on the couch beside his brother. A few seconds later, Darry was sitting on the other side of him.
Everyone froze when a knock on the door sounded. There was a policeman on the other side and he looked nervous.
