Dealing—Part 5
Sodapop's Point of View
I don't make a habit of getting up early in the morning—just ask Darry, who sometimes literally has to throw me out the door to get me to work on time. Or you could ask the guys who have their shift at the DX before me. They almost always have to work a little overtime because I'm so late. But today was different. I got up and crawled out of the bed, trying not to wake Pony, who thankfully hadn't had a nightmare the night before. I guess I should've started getting ready for work (at least that's what Darry would have told me) but all I felt like doing was reading more of that theme. Which was sort of disturbing to me, since I never read books except when I was still in school and Mom and Dad forced me to do my homework. But this was different—it was true, every word of it (well, maybe I'm not quite as handsome as Pony makes it sound like) and I'd really gone through all of that. So I grabbed the theme and almost jumped onto the couch, but at the last minute I noticed Steve lying there asleep. I guess his dad kicked him out again. I actually had thoughts of dumping a pail of water on him or something like that, but changed my mind. Now where would I read? After some thought, I quietly opened the front door and slipped outside. It really was a nice morning outside, but I was only in jeans and a T-shirt. You might wonder why I don't wear shoes, and it's because I think they're too confining. I like my feet to be able to breathe! I've never met anybody else who thinks that, but I like to be an original every once in a while.
I don't remember actually deciding where to go, but it was like my feet were just moving without me telling them to. And that's how I ended up in the park.
As I perched on the fountain, I bit back a curse as I realized where I really was. This was where the Socs tried to drown my baby brother, this was where Johnny killed Bob Sheldon. This was where all our trouble started. I pulled out the theme and furiously began to read where I'd left off.
I wiped my eyes hurriedly. "Didya catch em?" "Nup, they got away this time, the dirty…" Two-Bit went on cheerfully, calling the Socs every name he could think of or make up.
I laughed unexpectedly. I had to hand it to Ponyboy, he really knew how to get the right spirit of his characters. That was totally something Two-Bit would say.
I don't know how long I was sitting there reading, but just as I got the end of the first chapter, a sudden movement attracted my attention. I looked up and across the park, and my heart did a double-take as I saw a teenage girl and her baby. It was Sandy.
Please review! Sorry this one was really short, I just wanted to end it there.