Ponyboy went pale. Everyone knew how much he loved Two-Bit. He looked up to him a lot. But truth is truth. And Two-Bit's wise-cracking sense of humor, especially around the Socs and cops, made him hated well around town. Lots of people wanted to fight him, and when they do it's always ugly. Two-Bit's a strong guy, he's as big as Darry.
"No, That's not gonna happen, Two-Bit. If you have to go to court, we'll all testify about what they've been doing to terrorize our side of town. You won't get sent off to the cooler," Darry said surely. Ponyboy gulped. This would be his second encounter with the judge in less than a month. He was more scared than ever about being sent to a boys home, but Two-Bit just threw an arm around his shoulders in reassurance.
"Thanks, ya'll." A slow grin crossed his face. They all began to talk amongst themselves, the tension finally being gone.
"Hey, Ponyboy, let's go see a movie, man. You ain't been out of the house much," Dally observed. Ponyboy grinned at the idea, he and Dally had gotten much closer during the past couple of weeks. Dally saw it, too. He almost sensed Johnny smiling down on him.
They headed out about five minutes later, jumping fences and taking shortcuts. Being with Dally and all, he wasn't too concerned about getting jumped or trespassing. They stop at The Dingo to catch up with some old buddies, when Dally heard a familiar voice from behind him.
"Hello, Dallas." He turned to see Sylvia eyeing him coolly, checking him out. Dallas merely nodded at her and continued talking to Buck, his rodeo partner. But she came up to him and wrapped her arms tight around his waist. She was short for a seventeen year old girl, and that made it easier for her to cling to him.
"I'm sorry about what happened when you were in jail," she began. Dally cut her off.
"You should be, you dirty broad." His tone was so icy that Ponyboy nearly shivered at the sound of it.
The blond just kept going. "You and me were exclusive, once. It's different than just a fling. You know it is. I'm not just one of your many girls, Dallas. You can't deny that. I'm special to you. I was just trying to cope with you being gone, it was just a little innocent fun." She was talking in a voice that reminded Dallas of a two-year old, whining to get her way.
"You would of done the same thing."
Dallas about blew his roof at that comment. He pushed her off of him. "Maybe the old me would of! But I was changing. For the better. For YOU. I fucking trusted you, and you two-timed me. Do you know how much of a fool I made of myself? Bitch." He stormed off. From behind him, he heard her shout one last thing.
"I'm sorry for your loss! If you ever need someone to cheer you up, you know where to find me. And you know much I make you happy. I know what you like."
God, she sure could give a convincing speech. But I fell for it for the last time. This is what I get? I'm a stupid fool. I need a weed, I need a beer. Oh glory, what happened to the kid? Dally stopped in his tracks. He turned around and ran back to The Dingo. There he saw a very annoyed-looking Ponyboy trying to get away from Sylvia, but she had his arm in a firm grasp. Her long red fingernails digging into his skin. Then, she kissed him. She knew Dally would be watching as she smirked his way. Ponyboy turned snow white and rushed over to Dally, shocked at what had just happened.
"Dally! I'm sorry! I didn't -" Dallas put up a hand to stop him.
"I know, kid," he was debating whether or not to go over there and tell her off. "Let's just go see that movie."