Chapter 2
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Five hours later, and 50 math problems done, I finished. It was only 11:30, and Pony still wasn't back. I knew the movie was over, and that he most likely didn't go out afterwards. I also knew that curfew wasn't until 12, and Pony usually was home barely by enough time.
20 minutes later, Soda came back from walking Sandy home.
"Where's Pony?" He asked looking around the room. Pony was usually home before 11:55.
"Misty, go to bed." Darry ordered sitting on the old recliner chair.
"But I'm not.." I looked at Darry. He was in no good mood at all. I quietly picked up my things, and went down the hall, to get ready for bed. I sat in the dark silence, waiting to hear the door open, waiting for Pony to come home.
A hour and a half later, I woke up hearing the front door slam shut. I quietly got out of bed and went down the hall and saw Darry glaring at Ponyboy,with fire in his eyes.
"WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN? DO YOU REALISE WHAT TIME IT IS?"
I saw a look in Pony's eye's I've never seen before. " I was.. asleep. Me and Johnny fell asleep in the lot."
I could of guessed, it was something as logical as that. Pony gets preoccupied with the stars, and the still of the night, that he usually would fall asleep staring at the stars. He would get so silent, and start to dream, or make up a story, or something, just by staring at the clouds.
Darry however, found that to be no excuse.
"It's two Am kiddo, and I can't even call the cops, with the risk of you all bein put in a home."
I hated the fighting. It just drove me insane, but I couldn't tell them. Especially with the fact that it's at the highest part of the fight. Then it happened. Darry hit Ponyboy. The next thing you heard was the slam of the front door.
"DARRY!" I shrieked. " WHAT'D YA DO THAT FOR?" I wanted to run after him, but knew better not to. That night, the three of us went to bed silently.
The next morning was one of the quietest mornings we've had since our parents died. We ate in silence, not even making a remark about how normal our breakfast looked, even though Sodapop cooked it.
I hated the silence. I turned my attention to the newspaper. Maybe there's some topic starer in here. Looking through the paper, my eyes stopped on a picture of Ponyboy, and Johnny. What the hell?
Scanning the article, my expression went from annoyed, to shocked.
"Darry, you might uhm, want to read this."
He snatched the paper from my hands, and read the article. Darry tried to speak but couldn't seem to form words.
"Wha?" Sodapop questioned, half tired,half awake.
"It's Pony, and Johnny, they murdered a soc."
"Seriously, what happened?"
Darry handed Soda the article to read.
"I don't believe it. Johnny of all people."
"Funny, Dally's still going to get tied up in this, anyhow." I said, cracking a smile.
Moment's later I heard the door slam. I quickly jumped to my feet, thinking it was Ponyboy. I frowned slightly, seeing Two-Bit, and Justin come in the door.
"For once am I not welcomed?" Two-Bit questioned, staring at all the seriousness in the room. Justin motioned for me to come over towards him.
"Can I talk to you?" he asked, looking around, making sure no one could hear him.
"Sure, when?"
"Now, if thats okay." I nodded as the two of us went into my room closing the door.
"So, you said you wanted to tell me something. What's it about?"
" It's my dad."
I waited. "And what did he do?" I stared at Justin.
"My dad set me up on a blind date, with some lady from work's daughter."
" Your point exactly?" I didn't seem to understand. It was just a date. Soda did them all the time, before he met Sandy.
"My point is," He leaned in closer so no one could hear. " I don't want to go on a blind date with her."
"Then tell your dad."
"What I'm saying is I don't like her, because she's a well, a girl."
"We don't have cooties, Justin. You hang out with me all the time, and if you haven't noticed, I'm a girl too."
"I know that. It's just that I'm well, you know."
Suddenly I understood. "it's okay Justin, really. I don't mind. So who's the guy?"
He blushed. "You know him. He's really pretty. He's slightly older."
"My God, Justin, Sodapop?" He nodded as I sat there. How could anyone ever see my brother's in that way? But then again, they don't see them when they're at their worst, like I do.
I smiled to Justin, letting him know I was okay with him liking Sodapop. I knew he wasn't going to get Sodapop, and I'm sure he knew it too. I just let his mind go where it pleased him.
"Wanna get a drink Justy?" I asked, using his nickname, that he barely liked.
He nodded. " Oh and Mist, don't call me Justy. I'm not five."
The two of us headed out the door, and down to the diner Justin's dad owned. It was usually visited by out of town people who were tired of fast food. Walking down the streets we started to tell random jokes and stories.
"So, when I was seven, me, mom,Pony, and Sodapop went grocery shopping. And like, him and Steve had this bet. It was that Sodapop couldn't walk on his hands for the entire day. So for some odd reason, we let Sodapop try to push the cart with his feet. Eventually,his hands grew tired, and he collapsed into a giant pile of canned beans. Mom got really pissed, and made Soda have to clean it ll up. Using his feet. And.." I then felt myself walk right into a person.
"Watch were you're going Fu..." I stopped as the girl I ran into bent down to pick up here things.
" I'm terribly sorry. I was in such a hurry. And I don't get it" She said smiling embarassed.
"Get what?" I gave her a confused look.
"How can a drink pick up beans?"
I smiled, then laughed. " Oh, that. See, Sodapop's my brother."
"Your brother's a drink?" She looked more confused.
"No, his name is Sodapop. See, I have 3 brothers. And my dad, he was a unique person. My oldest' brother is named Darrel. But we call him Darry. My second oldest brother is named Sodapop. And my twin brother is named Ponyboy. And I'm Misty."
She smiled " I guess your name isn't as unique then."
I smiled back. " Yea, guess not. But I don't mind. Where ya headin?"
"To my daddy's place where he works. Some diner. I had to give him a bottle of ginger ale."
I grinned. " So are we. Justin's dad owns the place. We usually go and get cokes."
" Oh, well I was goin to drop it off then go home, but I guess I can stay. I'm Diana, Diana Cross, but you can call me Dani." She stuck out her hand, to be shaken, but I didn't shake it. I was too busy staring at her. She had dark brown wavy hair that came to her elbows, and were neatly falling around her light blue eyes. She had on a dark green dress, and some fancy lookin shoes.
Oh God, I can't be. Can I?
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There's chapter 2. Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!
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