Alrighty, chapter 12 here. I am so SORRY that it has taken so long for me to update. Please look at my profile for info about why i haven't updated for so long and why I might not update for a little while longer. I had something planned for this chapter on my actual computer but seeing as i can't use it right now, i couldn't get to it and i couldn't remember it so i just put this instead. I really hope you guys like it because i just wrote this because i needed to write and i really wanted to update. REad away =)

Chapter 12

Alright, so I basically figured out that I wanted to die. But I'm pretty sure I already made that clear, but still. Karen and I sat there talking practically the whole lunch. Granted my part was more crying, but Karen talked. Or more like ordered. She was telling me that things needed to be sorted out with Sodapop. This, let me tell you, will be a lot harder than it looks.

"Look, I told you, I can't talk to Soda! Bob would probably kill me…or Soda." I told Karen after she told me to tell Sodapop what was going on.

"Well, you need him to find out what's going on somehow. I mean, why can't you just talk to him in secret? He's in what, two of your classes?" Karen suggested.

"I just…I don't want him to get hurt."

"He's getting hurt either way." Karen told me.

That's when I knew that she was right. We're supposed to be friends and now I'm just ignoring him. What kind of a friend does that? He was obviously hurt this morning. But I just couldn't bring myself to tell him anything yet.

So I told Karen that it wasn't time yet. I told her that when Bob's whole 'OMG! No talking to greasers' thing I'd talk to Sodapop. Until then, it was going to be silent.

Yes, Soda was going to get mad at me. Yes, it might ruin our friendship, but isn't it better this way rather than me talking to him and possibly endangering his well-being?

Karen agreed that though this plan wasn't the greatest, it was probably the safest. But only for Soda that is. I was already in pain.

Anyways, after lunch I went to math, which I must say, bored me to tears. It gave me too much time to think because I wasn't exactly paying attention. Not that there was much going on anyways, I mean, come on, it was a work period. I began to worry about what was going to happen in science. Oh I hoped he wouldn't hate me.

The bell rang and we were dismissed from math. I went to science, but I kind of took my time. Anyways, I went to my seat when I finally got to class. Once I sat down the bell rang. I noticed that Soda wasn't there yet. What if he was so mad at me that he skipped? The thought alerted my brain. I went into panic mode.

No calm down! He's probably just late. Relax. I thought. But the thing was, I couldn't relax, because it was ten minutes into the class and still no Sodapop!

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Class ended and there was no sign of Sodapop's existence. I wanted to cry. I almost did to. Who was I to think that he would just understand after totally ignoring him? If it happened to me and the person tried to explain, I wouldn't want to listen.

To be honest, I really wanted to walk home. Not only would it get my mind off things (distractions are wonderful things) but I would also be away from Bob. But was I was beginning to walk down the street, Bob stopped me.

"Where are you going? The car is this way." Bob pointed out like I was stupid.

"Thank you, Genius." I stated sarcastically.

Bob looked at me rudely but I shrugged it off. The less time I had to look at that ugly face of his, the better.

I opened the door and found my spot was taken. I cocked an eyebrow at Randy.

"What?" He questioned.

"Are you gonna move?" I asked not caring how rude I was being.

"Who's gonna make me, your greasy friends?" Randy smirked.

I gasped. "It was you wasn't it?" I was getting really mad now.

"What that told Bob about you hangin' with greasers? No, but I saw it a coupla times. But why would you wanna hang out with that trash anyways?" Randy questioned.

I was just about to tell him that he was the trash and at least my friends weren't stupid and ugly and ape-like, but Bob came over and was all 'Laurie just sit in the back', so I told Bob to bite me instead.

When I was dropped off Bob got out of the car for some reason. Randy did as well. I stopped in front of the door and looked at them.

"Can I help you?" I asked really wanting them to leave.

"Didn't your mom tell you, Randy and I are coming for dinner because my parents are busy. So we'll be at your house for a while."

I glared at him. I whipped open the door and stormed up to my room. I slammed my door, threw myself onto my bed and screamed into my pillow. The next thing I knew I heard my mom running upstairs and opened my door.

"LAURIE?! ARE YOU OKAY?!" She asked out of breath.

"Yeah mom, I'm fine." I stated dully.

"What was with the screaming then?" She questioned me.

"Rough day."

"Well why don't you talk to Bob about it?"

"Mom, Bob is the last person I want to talk to."

"Oh sweetie, did you too have a fight?" My mom put her hand on my knee as if to comfort me.

"Sure mom." It was better if she didn't know anything.

"I'm sorry, I guess I should've told you that Bob was coming over then, huh honey?" My mom was being all sweet now, but I still really wanted her to leave.

"It's okay mom. I'll be fine." My mom just looked at me sadly then left.

I took out my homework and started working on it There was no way I was going downstairs.

When dinner came around I had to go downstairs. I was really quiet though. My dad was surprised, but I kept to myself. When I finished eating, I took my plate to the kitchen then went back to my room.

Since I finished my homework, like, right before my mom called for dinner, I grabbed a random book and started to read.

There was a soft knock at my door after I read a couple of chapters. I was tempted to say 'get lost' but I thought otherwise just incase it was my parents.

"Yeah?" I said.

Bob opened the door and poked his head in. I let out a frustrated sigh. "Ugh, get lost!" I warned.

"Would you quit it for a minute?" Bob looked kind of angry with me. "What was with you hangin' with those greasers again at lunch?"

"What's it to you?" I suddenly became very brave to stand up to him like that.

"I thought we had a little deal? You don't want your greasy boyfriend to get hurt do you?" He threatened.

"Look, I wasn't going to hang out with them. Since you love to be such a creeper, why don't you listen to my conversation next time? You would've heard me say I wasn't going to lunch with them." I told him snottily.

"Alright, well remember this. This is your last warning. If I see you with them again, there's gonna be trouble, got it?" He narrowed his eyes at me.

I couldn't make words come out of my mouth so I just nodded and Bob left. I was going to have to be more careful. I think Karen is right. I needed to let the guys know what was going on or there would be big trouble, and it'll be all my fault.

So that was chapter 12. Please review, and don't forget, check out my profile for my updating news. If i don't update for awhile please check my profile because i'll say why on that. I hope you liked the chapter! =) *reviews* =)