Hi guys! I hope you enjoyed the last chapter, I am sorry that it was so short! I don't have much to say, but please R&R. Thanks! :)
NOTE: The descriptions on everyone except for my OC are the movie descriptions! I don't know why I made them that way.. I just like the way how they look in the movie rather than the book... xD Okay, I will shut up now so you guys can read my horrible fanfic lol XD
Oh and I wanted to add something. The street that I mentioned the chapter before (1345 E. Independence St.) was the street where the park in the movie was set. When Pony gets drowned by the Socs. Also, on the previous chapter, 731 N St Louis Ave is the street where Ponyboys house is. Its still the same looking. Click on google maps to see it!
Heres my replies to the people that were so nice enough to review:
ms-erupt: First I would like to say thank you for having the time to write a review and another thank you for reading. Actually, I feel the same way. When I was writing this, I kinda forgot this whole civil rights movement thing going on back then. I mean I know whites and blacks were seperated back then but I didn't know and please don't think I am stupid but I didnt know that whites and blacks were in different neighborhoods. I thought they could be neighbors but I knew that they couldn't go to the same schools, busses, drink out of the same water fountain, etc. I knew this would be a hard fanfic to write. I wish I could change the year a little but I don't wanna piss people off so I am jjust going to leave everything as it is in the book. Thanks for reviewing! ^.^
xlivilightx: Thanks for reviewing and if you want to know what happens, just keep on reading my fic and you will find out. :D
I just added this when I was about to upload my chapter. This will be mature for racist slurs.
Disclaimer: I did not make these words up and I DID NOT write this to harm anyone.
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Chapter 2:
I sat the boxes in the living room and then I went outside to get more.
My house was okay looking. It was way different than I thought it would be. Instead it looked trashy like all the other houses were. It was a two story cream colored house with about five bedrooms in it.
All the sudden my grandma came in and said with a big smile, "Hi, darling."
My eyes opened wide and I said, "Grandma!" I sounded a little high pitched and loud but that didn't matter to me. All I wanted to see was Grandma being okay. "Oh Grandma, I missed you so much!"
She chuckled and said, "I bet you did."
"How are you?" I said again a little loud.
"Shhhhh. You are making Nanas ears hurt. I am doing fine. How are you my sweet little princess?"
"Oh sorry about that..." I said looking at the ground. I continued, "I am doing good. I like the house. It looks nice."
"Yes, yes, it's very nice. Did you introduce yourself to the neighbors? The ones right next to us on the left side are very sweet."
"I just met one boy outside. To what you are saying, it looks like he lives in that house. It was some tall young guy with blackish/brownish hair and he looked a little older than me. I havent met his family though." She continued, "How many people are living in that house?"
"About three kids." She said sadly.
"Kids? You mean adults right? Like a family?" I said with my mouth open.
"No dear, a young couple named James and Linda Curtis lived there. They have three kids. The oldest is named Darryl but I heard some people call him Darry. He's probably around his early twenties. The other is named Sodapop who I think thats the one you jus' met. I think theres a boy around your age who is named after a horse..."
"Why are you sounding so sad, grandma?" I asked.
"Well four months ago, their mom and dad died in a auto wreck and now their oldest brother, Darry has to take care of them. I feel so bad for him having to raise his two brothers but thats what he has to do unless he wants them to be separated in a boys home which nobody wants."
"Thats terrible!" I said. I can't believe that their parents died! It must be tough having to raise two brothers and trying to keep them away from going into a boys home. I didn't know that my new neighbors would have a life like that.
"I know. Hopefully, they won't be taken away." Grandma said.
"Yeah..." I said sadly.
My mom interrupted me by saying, "Come on, sweetie. Get your luggage and put it upstairs in your room!"
"Okay ma. I am coming!" I said.
I walked over near the stair case and got my luggage and went up the stairs. My suitcase kept on banging against my grandmas stair lifter. She uses that to get up the stairs and then someone has to bring her her wheelchair. This was a cheap house and whenever I walked up a step, it would make the creeching sound and it didn't sound nice. I was scared that somehow the stairs would break and I would fall right through them! My suitcase kept on banging against the wall while I was trying to get up the stairs. I held it more close to me and that solved the problem.I heard this weird buzzing sound it was my grandmas stair lifter.
"Wheres your wheelchair?" I asked still having the luggage in my hand.
"I have two of them. One is for upstairs and one for down." She said.
I mumbled an oh and I looked out in the hallway and I saw several rooms. I looked in the first room on the left hand corner. It was a decent room. It was big and had a queen sized bed with a dresser and a desks.
Grandma followed after me and said, "Sorry sweetie, but thats my room. The other six are available."
"Oh, sorry." I said
"Come follow me" she said while on her squeaky wheelchair. She continued, "The one right next to my room is a little smaller than my room." The room that she showed me was on the left side too. I looked around, and Grandma was right. It was a little smaller than her room but I thought it was a pretty decent size for a room. I do a lot of things in my room so I think I need a big room to do my studying and I have a lot of clothes so I need to have a bigger dresser so it could fit more because the one that I saw in the room, it wasnt big enough.
So she showed me the three other rooms. One was big like grandmas room but I assumed that my parents would probably get that one. It was basically the same in every room, a big dresser and a desk. The only thing that was different for each room was the curtain color or the bed color. The other three rooms were small. I figured that that room would be better for my little brother and my two sisters.
I turned around to face grandma and said, "I think I am going to take this room." I pointed to the room next to hers on the left side.
"The one on the left side?"
"Yes." I said with a smile on my face.
"Okay well get unpacking then. I will let the others choose their rooms." She said while going to get off her wheel chair and go on to the stair lift.
I walked in the room and like I said the room was normal looking. It has white walls, clean floors and medium sized windows. Grandma just bought this house a few months ago because of her disease and her ability to not walk no more so she wanted to move closer but we decided to move closer to her. It was a pretty good house compared to the Curtis's. Their house seemed small. I guess their house was only four bedrooms. And surprisingly, we had seven. Which is kind of weird in my opinion. I think its weird because it looks so small on the outside but then its huge on the inside.
I walked to my bed and got my luggage out. When I first opened my suitcase, the first thing that came up was a picture frame of me and my friends. In the picture we looked so happy. I just wished I never moved and that I was still in the same town. But we had to do it for grandmas sake. I smiled at the picture and I placed it on one of the night stands right next to the bed. I just hope that someday I would be able to see them again.
I looked out of the window and it was completely dark out. It was about seven. I was wondering why we didnt have any dinner yet until I was distracted by the doorbell ringing.
My mother yelled, "I will get it!" She opened the door and there again was the young boy that I met earlier. It was Sodapop Curtis.
"Why hello, is there anything I can help you need?"
"No ma'm. I was just wondering if you wanted to have dinner with us."
"Oh, definitely! Thank you so much!" My mother said with a big smile on her face.
"Well dinners almost ready so please take your time to come here, okay?" He smiled and waved bye while he was walking down the steps.
I walked down from the stairs and asked, "Who was that, mama?"
"It was our neighbor." She said and then continued, "We are going to have dinner at their house! Come on, everybody!"
We all walked out of the house and we walked towards the Curtis brothers house. And there I saw Soda.
He said, "Well come on! We are eating in the back!" He motioned us to go and we all smiled.
I walked into the gate and the house from the back didn't look so nice. There was about two cars in the drive way and there really wasnt much room to have dinner but I guess since it was so nice out, it was a perfect day to have a BBQ.
As I walked back, I saw at least six men sitting at the table all having cigarettes in their hands and saw one drinking a beer.
"Um hi." I said.
They all looked at me and one of the six guys at the table said, One of the guys started laughing. He had blonde hair with a cut off gray Mickey mouse t-shirt. "Well, look what we got here, some yard apes!"
The young man that had on a blue torn up jean jacket vest started laughing loudly.
One of the guys turned around and asked, "Who are you? What kind of person are you to walk on our property? You're not our kind, get lost."
My father stepped in and said in his stern voice, "Excuse me?"
"You heard me, you ain't our kind so go somewhere else. Before I do something to you Niggers that you don't want to see." He said putting a cigarette in his mouth and then putting up his legs on each other and then crossing them on the table.
"C'mon Dal. Knock it off." A tiny boy said looking pale as a ghost.
"What did you just say? C'mon, Johnny! You know better, these blacks are on our territory and those kind shouldn't be on here!" He faced Johnny and when he spoke his voice was a little high then it was before.
"Dal, com-" Johnny couldn't finish the sentence until Darry came out. With a shocked expression on him, his mouth was wide open agape. He nearly dropped one of his patty's that he grilled and brought in. He put down the plate full of patties and walked down the steps.
He went up close to me and said, "What are you negroes doing here? You aren't supposed to be in this city or no where else."
Deborah was crying because she was scared and he said, "Shut that kids trap!"
My mother was pulling her to the side and telling her to be quiet the best way she can.
The lean built man took a step forward and asked, "You didn't answer my question." His voice got more rough, "What are you doing here? You fucking piece of black trash!"
My father said wearily, "We were invited to have dinner with you guys. I-I-I-I'm sorry!" He started shaking.
"No one invited you! Now get lost!" His southern accent was surely noticeable in every word that came out of his mouth.
Someone stepped in front of the man. The man backed off. There was an innocent and light voice, "Darry, I invited them over. They are our new neighbors!"
"They're what?" He said looking at me in the eye.
"Yes, Dar. They are."
"He turned around facing Soda and said, "And why did you do that?"
"Because... They are our new neighbors and I wanted them to feel welcome here." He said softly.
"No blacks are welcome here. Are you nuts? What's wrong with you?"
"Dar, they are just like us! Just because they are a different ski-" He was cut off by Darry.
Darry turned around and said fierce tone, "There is ABSOLUTELY no way you guys are eating here. Get lost!" When he said get lost, he yelled at them.
I backed up and I banged into my dad and I said, "S-s-sorry d-d-d-d-dad."
"It's ok-okay honey." He grabbed me by the shoulders and we all walked home.
Darry's P.O.V.:
I let out a sigh and Dally smirked at me still with a cigarette in his mouth. He let it out blowing a couple smoke rings and said, "You did good there, Darry." He let the cigarette so it could soothe him up and he relaxed a little. He continued, "I think you showed those tree-singers a lesson." He had to grin at his last comment.
"Yeah well the next time I ever see them again on our property, they are gonna get it!" He frowned and walked up the steps to get the pattys. So he changed the subject by asking, "So who wants what?" He paused there for a minute then said, "Never mind. Get what you want."
Two-Bit said happily, "Well I want some chocolate cake! Ya got any, Dar?"
"Yeah I do. Soda made it this time for you."
Two-Bit started giggling and he went inside to the kitchen to get himself a chocolate cake and a can of beer and then he sat outside with the rest of us sat the beer on the table and shoved the chocolate cake in his mouth and said with mouth full, "Well, I don't think they will ever come here again from what you said to them."
Johnny said in a low voice, "You guys didn't have to do that..." He shoved his hands in his pocket in his jean jacket.
"Johnny..." He was cutt off by Johnny.
"No, you don't have to have to hate them just because you are a different skin color than them." He said with his head down low.
"I don't know I just..." He was cutt off again.
"Why don't you just accept them?" He took a deep shaky breath and said, "We are all the same. No matter what skin color we are."
Darry was speechless. He never heard Johnny stick up for others like that. When there was something going on like that, he would just keep his mouth shut. I wonder why he spoke out this time...
Johnny faced the gang and said, "I'm going to go now..."
Dally and Pony got out of their seats to walk with Johnny to wherever they were going.
"Hey Johnny wait up. We'll go with you." Pony said. I guess they would ask Johnny when they are walking.
They walked fast and we could hear them walking on the gravel because they were walking on the back road.
"So, does anyone want some patty's?" I asked. He looked at the only three guys that were at the table who were Soda, Steve and Two-Bit.
Nancy's P.O.V.:
I have never been yelled by a white man before. It was so scary. I can't believe that they would want us out of our neighborhood! Just because we are a different skin color then them, doesn't mean we have to move out of our neighborhood. Jeez!
"Those bastards!" My dad yelled. They were all sitting on the couch except me.
My mom put her hands on his shoulders and said, "Calm down, honey."
"Why should I be calm?" He asked looking at her with blazing eyes.
"Because your going to wake up the kids! Its past their bed time." She continued, "I am offended too but can we all just discuss this later?"
I went out of the living room and I just went upstairs ignoring the discussion. I kept on wondering why would Soda tell me to come by if his brother was telling us to get out? Was this planned?
I got upstairs and I went in my room to go to bed. I plopped on the bed and I pulled the covers over me. I smelled the aroma of vanilla from the candles in the hallway which made me slowly drift to sleep.
-Whew! That was a lot of work, LOL! I hope you liked the story! I sure did! Nancys P.O.V. sucked but this is my third story so I am trying to get better at it.