I Stay Wrecked and Jealous For this

Wendy

Forcing smiled and polite conversation I managed to tolerate Cherry Valance whom had started to hang around after they party. She never spoke to Pony boy in public if other people were around, but she snuck in time. She 'd even been to the house a few times with her friend Marcia who seemed to have developed a crush on Two-bit though I had no idea why. Marcia dug okay though, it was just Cherry who made me want to rip out her hair from the roots. She had this air about her that said she thought she was better than most people. The dislike seemed to be mutual, though I'd never done anything but be cordial.

Soda said it was cause I was just as pretty as she was, and girls' hated that sort of thing, but I didn't buy it. I'd taken to making my self-scarce first when she came around which meant my time with Pony Boy had been drastically reduced. Never one to dwell on things I had started hanging with Ang and Curly. Steve had left me alone since that night at the party, but I could see him giving Curly a dirty look from time to time when he picked me up. People seemed to think we were dating, but they couldn't be further form the truth. Sure maybe he had a little crush on me, but it was reciprocated in any way. I could never see him as anything more than my buddy.

"Did you hear me?" Pony asked laughing when I looked up at him completely confused.

"Day Dreaming Wendy Darling?" he teased as I shrugged bashfully.

We were laying together on the couch watching a Paul New man movie that had just gone on a commercial break. Leaning back against his warm body I sighed. It was Saturday afternoon and neither of us had plans so like usual we'd sought each other's company. He' d dragged me out of bed bright and early declaring it an "US" day, and I'd secretly loved every moment of it. Though I had whined when the sunlight first kissed my eyes.

" I sure have missed this," He said grinning as I looked up at him and winked.

It was reassuring to hear him say hear him say he'd missed me. With the way he carried on about Cherry sometimes it was hard to tell. Looking in to his laughing green eyes I felt my breath hitch. When had my best friend gotten so gorgeous? His long lashed frames his expressive eyes, and the smile tat graced his full lips was tempting. Biting my lip I turned back to the television pushing the shameful thoughts away. Here I was daydreaming about him when all he could talk about lately was Cherry. It didn't take a genesis to know whom he was crushing on. Beside relationships failed, friendships were forever. The odd moment we shared after the party had never mentioned. And it was obvious he hadn't thought of it since.

Pony

Enjoying the feel of Wendy's soft curves pressed against mine as we lay together for the first time in weeks I smiled. Who ever said distance made the heart grow fonder had known what they were talking about The only thing I'd been dreaming about since 14 was Cherry Valance; and now that I was spending time with Cherry I missed Wend like crazy, for all the sense that made. I would multi task and spend time with the both of them, but it was no secret that the girls could barley tolerate each other. Wendy respected me enough to keep her mouth shut, but Cherry had actually made me upset on more than one occasion with her catty attitude, and biting remarks.

I think she forgot that Wendy wasn't born a greaser; she'd been shoved in to it. She was just as much a lady as Cherry; she just lived on the wrong side of the tracks. I thought the Soc girls were supposed have class, but I'd been wondering if I'd been wrong lately. I mean Cherry was a looker, and she dug okay sometimes, but she wasn't the angel I had made her out to be in my mind. I guess that was the difference in actually knowing someone, and daydreaming about what you thought they were like. Smiling down at Wendy's dreamy expression I studied her features.

Here eyes were so expressive, huge and wide they dominated her delicate face, the green shade set off by her dark, dark hair. Watching the way she wrinkled her button nose at some thought I smiled. There wasn't a think I didn't' like about her, from the way she dig sunset and books, to the way she stood up for what she believed and mothered us all, even when we didn't want it. I'd seen her make Steve cool down before he blew, Soda cheer up when he was thinking about Sandy, and Two- bit stop drinking when he'd reached his limit.

I often wondered sometimes what things would have been like if she'd been her a little earlier. If she'd have wormed her way in to Dallas Winston's heart, and kept him from blowing. Holding her closer I inhaled the scent of roses I always associated with her. I had never dug girlsuntil I saw Cherry Valance, but I was beginning to think I had never really dug a girl until Wendy. Taking in her full rosy lips, I couldn't help but wonder if she's taste as sweet as she smelled. Remembering how Soda had said when the time was right it would hit me I knew. I was completely in love with my best friend. I hated the thought of her with Curly now because I wanted her for myself.

"You didn't hear a thing I said did you?" She asked as I realized she was waiting for me to say something before shaking her head and giggling as the movie came back on and I pulled her closer, glad when she didn't tense or find it odd. We'd always been pretty hands on and it wasn't abnormal to see us on the couch cuddled together or her in my lap in the chair while we read.

I had to figure out what I was going to do about this. Maybe I'd ask Soda tonight. He knew all about romance and he'd loved Sandy.