Cherry snuggled closer to Bob. "Bob, tell me again, why are you fake-dating Sandy?"
Bob was just excited that he had gotten her to kiss him. He hadn't gotten her to kiss him since they went out drunk with her.
"I am trying to make Sodapop hurt," Bob said, imagining his hurt face of misery when he figured it out. Bob had actually started to like Sandy. She was funny, sexy, and really, really fun to be around. That's why this past two weeks, they had been together.
"As long as you don't fall for her," Cherry poked his nose. "'Cause you're mine,"
"She's a greaser. Unless, I fall madly in love with her, it won't happen." Bob had actually thought about it. He was beginning to suggest it as an obsession. She was really taking him over. Maybe it was okay to fall for a greaser.
Ponyboy playfully hit Sodapop, trying to cheer him up. "C'mon, Soda, you're normally wild at this time," It was afternoon. He was right. At this time, he's usually running all over Greaser territory of the town.
"I don't know what's wrong with me. I'm really serious about Suzy," Sodapop kept walking, looking down.
"I know. I know, Sodapop. You're real serious about it, but why?" Ponyboy didn't understand Sodapop's obsession with girls in particular. Pony had never found a girl he would really want.
"She's in love with me, Ponyboy! Someone's in love with me!"
"Sandy was in love with you too,"
"But, Suzy is different. I feel like I'm tuned into everything she does. I am," He shook his head. "And getting this rejection from Dallas, I think she feels like she needs someone to lean on. I think that it might pass,"
"That's a good thing, right?" Ponyboy was confused with the whole I-love-you thing. It was real confusing. No wonder why he didn't love anyone.
"No. I..I really like her. I like her more than Sandy. She understands me. I think I'm in love with her." Sodapop turned around and walked the other way.
Sandy and Bob settled down in the two seats in back. "I know that this is supposed to be a fake-out, but I think I really like you," Sandy started. She looked right into Bob's eyes. They were a light green. She wanted to kiss him. God, just a week ago, she was in love with Sodapop. Now, she was in love with Bob.
"I think I love you." Bob said, before pressing his lips to hers, gently.
Dallas, who was right behind them, stood up, outraged. "Why is everybody falling in love?! What the hell is wrong with you people?! Everybody is now magically in love?!" He stomped out of the drive-in, ready to plot his plan.