A/n: I just wanna say Thank You to all of y'all that have been reading this story, and leaving comments/reviews. Every time I see one, my heart warms up. Y'all are the ones who create this. I love all of you!
I'm sorry that I changed the time period (from the next day to a whole week,) but I felt as though Danny needed to learn more about the Greasers. Don't be mad!
DISCLAIMER: Sadly DON'T own any part of The Outsiders, except Danny and my semi-plot. Sob!
I've been here only one week, and yet I feel as though I've known them for my whole life. I knew their back-stories. Ponyboy, Soda, and Darry have all lost their parents this year, and while Pony was a A-student, Soda dropped out to work. Darry, boy was he smart, but he didn't have enough money to go to college. Steve, he worked at DX with Sodapop, and he didn't get along much with his Pa. Him and Soda were the best of friends since grade school, just like Two-Bit and I, only we were cousins. Dally, he's been arrested at the age of ten, which sadly bet my record at eleven, and has been wandering the streets of New York for three years. Ain't no wonder why he's so tough. New York can change you. It did to me. And Johnny. God bless Johnny. I thought my parents were bad, but at least they didn't beat me, or ignore me. Well, Dad never did. While talking to Ponyboy, I learned something else about Johnny.
"'Bout four months ago, Johnny was jumped by them Socs." Two-Bit has told me everything about the Greasers vs. Socs thing.
"What?" I asked. We were in the Curtis living room, drinking milk and eating chocolate cake, watching Mickey Mouse. Ponyboy nodded.
"We found him in a lot, nearly dead. I thought he was dead when I saw him. He told us that 5 Socs got him, and one with rings punched him real good. That's how he got that scar." Ponyboy answered. I thought about what happened to me last week, and got scared. That man who tried to pick up me had couple rings.
"Dally told me what happened to you. Look, I ain't gonna be mad, but Danny, you shouldn't walk by your lonesome. Especially if you're a girl. No offence to Two-Bit, but he should've tooken better care of you."
"What do you mean, "Especially if you're a girl?' I asked, kinda offended.
"Well, them Socs, they don't usually see such pretty girls, especially on our side, and they just. . . They think they'll get anything they want." Pony quickly said, blushing.
"Shoot, I ain't pretty. And those Socs can't get a hell of what they want. They didn't get me!" I sipped some milk, letting the only non-alcoholic drink, apart from water, I drink, seep down my throat. I bit into the cake at once, letting the two flavors combine.
"'Cause Dally helped you. At least that's what he said."
"Well, he's wrong. I would be fine without him. And when do y'all talk about me?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Dally brought it up. So, is this the first time you're going to Nightly Double?" Ponyboy questioned, changing the topic. I nodded.
"Pony, please don't Two-Bit."
"Tell Two-Bit what?" a voice popped in. I panicked, seeing it was Two-Bit, but being in the police station for so long, I've learned not to show what the truth was.
"That your pants don't match your shirt." I pointed out, looking at his Mickey Mouse shirt. He turned to Pony.
"That the truth there Pony?" Ponyboy nodded. I smiled, and showed him a debt of gratitude.
"Well, I'm gonna go get boozed up. I'll take you, but you've already got plans with Dallas, Johnnycake, and Pony. Just be safe, alright? And good!" he said. I smiled.
"You know me, I'm always good!" I joked around, and two-Bit laughed his amazing laugh.
"Sure." he said, extending the word. Saying bye to everyone, he left the house. Only Soda, Darry, and Johnnycake were left in the room. Soda stood up, and straightened his shirt. I could she what greasy girls saw in him. He was good-lookin', had the right shape, the right eyes, the right smile. I liked him, but I knew that I would never like him more as a friend, a brother. I couldn't.
"Well, I'm gonna go meet up with Steve for the game. Catch y'all later. Bye pretty!" he said, winking at me. I laughed.
"Bye doll!" That left Johnny, Darry, and Pony. I looked at the clock.
"Shall we be goin'?" I asked Pony and Johnny.
"Ya, 'bout time. See ya Darry." Pony coldly said. He's told me about his troubles with Darry, yet frankly, I didn't believe it. I could just tell that he loved Pony. He just had a hard time showing it.
"Bye Darry. Thanks for that cake!" I said, putting the dishes in the sink, and ran out, smiling at Darry. Johnny followed me, with his hands in his pockets.
We walked to a street corner where Dally was waiting.
"Hey Dal." Pony said, looking at him.
"Hey guys. Dans, grab MY lighter, and light the cigarette, will ya?" Dally looked at me, saying in more as a command that a question. I creased my eyebrows.
"Not unless you give me a cancerstick as well." I said. He stared at me, smiled slightly, than sighed. Dally held out his pack, and gave one to each of us.
"Thank you. I had my own, but you're so kind." I smirked. He looked at me with disbelief. I grabbed his lighter, and lit my cigarette, and than Dally's. Johnny lit his own, and Pony's.
"We're early. Lets go to the drugstore in the mall. Give that old man a scare." Dally proposed, and I nodded.
"I need some more packs. Runnin' low."
We crawled under a steel fence to the Nightly Double. As soon as I saw Dally, I knew he didn't like to do things legally, just like me, and him stealing a pack of Kools, and this, just proved it.
I looked at the screen, and golly, was it huge! You could fit couple buses in that.
"Come on honey." Dally said, pulling me on.
"I've never seen on so. . . Big!" I said, still lookin' at the screen. Dallas mumbled something, but I didn't catch it.
"What?" he just shock his head. I sat down in the middle of him and Pony, behind some rich-looking girls, one with long-red hair, and the other with black short hair. Sure, they looked nice and pretty, but I was never one to be with girls. But Dally sure thought differently.
"Hey Danny? Is that really how big a girls-" he looked in front of the red-head, making her angry, "-chest can be?" I started to choke on my gum I was chewing for the second time.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" I screamed. "I'm going to get some Coke. Excuse me for this boy's behavior." I said to the girl, and walked away to the concession stand, with Johnny following me.
"Shit! Johnny, how are you not embarrassed by Dallas's behavior? It's like asking a guy if his. . . Balls can stick out even more! Holy shit!" I said, running my hand through my hair. I grabbed some Coke, walking in line. Johnny followed me, keeping silent.
"Johnny?" I asked, more quieter. I never believed that could ever ask him such a question. He looked at me with big, brown eyes, ushering me to go on. I hesitated.
"Do you. . . Do you ever feel you. . . Don't have anyone to be with? That no one wants to with you? I mean, I know what happens at your. . . Your home, and it's the same at mine, but you have the Greasers. I don't." I blurted out, looking up to prevent from crying.
"Don't talk like that. You've got us. Do you know how much the boys love you? When your sleepin' or ain't there, they always ask you are. And when you wasn't here, Two-Bit would go on braggin' 'bout you. He loves you, and I know them all are beginning to, if they don't already. Boy, I've got a tough home, but I ain't never gonna turn my back on them. And don't you either. You've got the Greasers, 'cause, like it or not, you're one of us now." he said. I was shocked. Never have I heard so much from Johnny, and never have I heard that I belonged. All those rough years at home, and them two in New York, I never did.
"Thanks Johnnycake." I smiled softly, and couldn't resist, but pull him into a hug, spilling Coke onto the floor.
"Hey!" he cried, and the store manager looked at us.
"Are y'all gonna pay for that?" he asked. I nodded, putting out the amount needed to be paid, and we walked out.
Dally was gone. Johnny and I sat down, and I was sipping my Coke when Dally came back. He handed a Coke to Pony, was about to hand one to me when he changed his mind and gave it to the black-haired girl, smirking to me. Lastly, he handed one to the red-haired girl, and sat next to her.
"This might cool you off." he said, looking at the screen. She turned to look at him, and splashed the Coke onto her face. I burst out laughing, until I saw his face. He had that dangerous smile on his face, wiping off the Coke. The one I saw on those Socs.
"That might cool you off, greaser. After you wash your mouth, and learn to talk and act decent, I might cool off too." she snapped at him.
"Fiery, huh? Well, that's the way I like 'em." Dally started to put his hand around Cherry, remind me more of the Socs. She tried to resist him, and at the same time as Johnny. "Leave her alone, Dal." Dally looked at us.
"What'd you say?" he asked.
"You heard us. Leave her alone." Johnny answered to him, bravely. Dally had that look as if he would kill us, but he just scowled, and left, kicking the ground, and disturbing others. The girl turned to us. She was pretty, with a small face, and green eyes to match her red hair.
"Thanks. He had me scared to death." I nodded.
"You sure didn't show it. Nobody talks to dally like that." Johnny spoke up.
"From what I saw, you do." she said, looking at Johnny admirably. The other looked at us. She was an okay sight, sorta like the other, but much smaller.
"Y'all sit up here with us. You can protect us." she said. I rolled my eyes as the boys immediately said yes, and moved to the front. The red-haired girl started at us.
"You aren't coming?" she asked, patting a seat next to her. I hesitated, but finally went, smiling slightly.
"My name's Sherry, but my friends call me Cherry because of my hair. That's Marcia." Cherry said, while Marcia waved hello.
"I'm Danielle, but call me Danny." I said. Cherry raised an eyebrow, but didn't say anything.
"I've been raised with boys. Hard not to act sorta like 'em." I explained. She smiled.
"That's fine. We all need to have some childhood inside them." she said, and I laughed. Maybe she wasn't so bad.
"How come y'all ain't scared of us like you were Dally?" Johnny asked.
"You two are too sweet to scare anyone. First of all, you didn't join in Dallas's dirty talk, and you made him leave us alone. And when we asked you to sit up here with us, you didn't act like it was an invitation to make out for the night. Besides that, I've heard about Dallas Winston, and he looked as hard as nails and twice as tough. And you two don't look mean." Cherry explained to Pony and Johnny.
"Sure. We're young and innocent." Ponyboy said tiredly.
"No. . . Not innocent. You've seen too much to be innocent. Just not. . . Dirty." Cherry answered. I felt a need to stand up for Dally. What Two-Bit told me, was that you always need to stick up for your gang, and from what Johnny told me, I was part of it.
"Dally's okay. He's tough, but he's a cool guy." Johnny said defensively. I nodded.
"He is. He ain't much of a problem. Just tryin' to impress y'all with his dirty talk. Sure enough, he don't know that it ain't workin'. But you gotta cut some slack on him." I said.
"He'd leave you alone if you knew you. Like Danny. He ain't much of a problem to her 'cause she knows him." Ponyboy said. We all needed to stand up for it. I couldn't let them think he was all bad. Sometimes you couldn't help it.
"Well, I'm glad he doesn't know us." Marcia said. I was hurt by what she said, but I acted as if I didn't care.
'I kind of admire him." Cherry said softly, so only Ponyboy and I could here her. But when she said it, some weird pang of. . . I don't know. . . Crept up in my stomach.
We watched the movie in silence for a few minutes until I saw Two-Bit creeping up behind us. I sighed when he yelled out in a deep voice, "Okay, greasers, you've had it." scaring the living shit out of Johnny and Ponyboy. He should've know better, especially with Johnny. He was a frightened mess. All pale, and he looked as if he was havin' a heart attack or somethin'.
"Glory, Two-Bit, scare us to death!" Ponyboy yelled. He was scared also.
"Hey Two-Bit." Johnny said blankly.
"Sorry, kid. I forgot." Two-Bit exclaimed, messing with Johnny's hair. Johnny nodded. Two-Bit looked around, smiled to me, and turned to Cherry and Marcia.
"Who's this, your great-aunts?" he asked.
"Great-grandmothers, twice removed." Cherry said. I laughed. I couldn't tell if Two-Bit was drunk or not. He was this all the time.
"Hey, where is ol' Dally, anyways?"
"He went to hunt some action- booze or dames or a fight, I hope he don't get jailed again. He just go out." Johnny said.
"He'll probably find the find. That's why I came over. Mr. Timothy Shepard and Co. are looking for whoever so kindly slashed their car's tires, and since Mr. Curly Shepard spotted Dallas doing it. . . Well. . . Does Dally have a blade?" Two-Bit asked.
"Not that I know of, I think he's got a piece of pipe, but he busted his blade this morning." Ponyboy answered.
"Ah, ain't he stupid." I mumbled to myself, thinking about how angry I was with Dally while Two-Bit, Marcia, and Cherry talked. God, was I gonna kill him for embarrassing me! Wasn't Johnny and Pony embarrassed too? I supposed, seeing how red Johnny's ears were getting. He ain't ever like this to me, but than I guess I'm Two-Bit's cousin and all. That same pang crept up in my stomach when I heard Cherry say that she admired him. Of course she did. Even if he's a thief, and a. . . many thing, he's a saver. He saved me from losing something dear to me.
Two-Bit got me back to life. "Anyone want a weed?" Cherry and Marcia shook their heads, but Pony, Johnny, and I reached for them, saying thanks. I took out Dally's lighter, and lit it. Cherry and Marcia.
"Ya, I know. I ain't supposed to smoke an' all, but-" I took a long puff, "Growin' up with two-Bit, you kinda have to." I said. They nodded their heads, and Cherry gave me a small smile, as if she understood.
"Ponyboy, will you come with me to get some popcorn?" Cherry asked Ponyboy. Ponyboy jumped up, excited for the invitation, and said, "Y'all want some?" he asked.
"I do." Marcia asked. Ponyboy looked over a Two-Bit.
"Me too. Get Johnny some, too. I'm buyin." Two-Bit said. He was going to give Pony money for popcorn for all of us, when I stopped him.
"I don't want any, thanks. I think I'm gonna go." I said, yawning loudly. Two-Bit looked at me.
"What? Come on Dans! Stay!" he said. I shook my head, and stood up.
"It was nice meetin' y'all. Wish I could stay longer, but just don't feel so. . . Hot. Sorry." I said.
"Where you headin'?" Two-Bit asked, nearly standing up.
"Home. You don't need to come." I said, and with a small smile to Cherry and Marcia, I left.
To the park.
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