Chapter 3.
Im sorry if the last chapter was a bit dull. If anyone felt uncomfortable for it, I'm sorry, but making the characters what they are, is just how it came to be.
Disclaimer: I dont own the outsiders, All characters you've never seen before are mine.
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The three of us spent the next few hours talking. I found out that Dani was a soc. Not a very rich one, but had enough money to pass as a soc. She moved to Tulsa from California, due to her mother's job, which was a school nurse. And she was very polite. She used phrases like"golly gee whiz" and "gosh darn it" instead of swearing. She said she always prayed before bed, and before meals, and never ever touched alcohol.
She seemed like one of those perfect priest's daughters. Except that her dad was a bartender. She was one of those girls, that could easily get on my nerves. What I found odd, is that she didn't get on my nerves.
"Daddy," The girl said, putting on her sweetest smile, " Can my two new friends come over for dinner?"
The father looked at his daughter then smiled. " Of course sweet pea, just make sure they ask their parents."
I turned red. " I don't know if I'll be able to come."
"Why not?" She asked concerned.
"Cuz my brother doesn't usually allow me on to the south side of town, where you live."
"Then why not ask your parents?"
"My mom and Dad are dead." I saw her immediately look guilty for what she said.
"Gosh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offended you."
"I'm use to it."
" So why won't your brother let you come?"
"Cuz your a soc" I replied, getting embarrassed.
"What's a Soc?"
"A soc is like the rich kids. And I'm not aloud to that side of town, because a lot of socs like to jump us greasers."
"Greaser?" She questioned.
"Yea, we're like the lower class. Were basically hoods. Or JD's. We get our name because many of the guy's like to put a lot of hair grease in their hair. A lot of people are scared of us. We're not all bad, we just grew up in bad environments. Everyone usually thinks we're all like Dallas Winston."
"Dallas Winston?" I could see the look of fear grow in her eyes. " You know him?"
I nodded. " Why, you've heard of him?"
I could see her try to control her shaking. "He used to live down the street from my cousin in New York. I went to visit my cousin when I was about seven, and Dallas was there. He got really mad when my cousin told the cops what he did, causing him a night in jail. He always threatened if he met me or my cousin again, he'd do things. Awful things."
" I'm sure he wouldn't really hurt ya. He was probably just angry at ya. He can be a real nice guy sometimes." I knew not all of what I was saying was true. Dally probably would hurt some one, if they pissed him off enough. And he wasn't really nice to strangers. He was usually only nice to the guys in the gang. And me, since I was kind of part of the gang.
"Um Misty?" Justin said suddenly, " It's 5:30"
" yea so?" it's 5:30. and a Sunday night. Big deal.
"isn't it your night to do dinner since Ponyboy ain't here?"
"Shit. It is. Worst of all dinner's at 6:30." I got up from the stool, ignoring Dani's shocked face, of me swearing. " I'll see you tomorrow!"
I ran out the door and down the street. I could of taken the bus, but I knew running would be faster. When I got home I ran into the house, practically tripping over Two-Bit, and went straight to the kitchen.
I helped Soda make some sort of casserole, and as soon as Darry got home we ate, nd apparently, Two-Bit decided to join.
" So, did you hear that Pony and Johnny are goin ta Texas?"
"Texas?! Two-Bit where'd ya get an idea like that?"
"I heard Dal, talkin. I'm leavin in the mornin to find them."
"Glory, Two-Bit. What if they come back while your searching? And how will you get there? And what would you take?" I saw Two-Bit having to think about all the questions I asked.
"Kid, you take the fun out of everything."
I grinned. " Thats my job."
The next day at school was living hell. Everyone avoided me. Kids threw stuff at me, and teachers were scared of me. All anyone could talk about was Ponyboy and Johnny.
Suddenly people who never knew I existed, were trying to kill me, or something. Teachers were too afraid to fail me, afraid that they were the next ones that Pony or Johnny would kill. In gym, I wasn't aloud to even play soccer, because the teacher thought I was a "threat".
I was getting to be really glad, more than I ever have been, when last bell came. I really had to find some way to get out of school tomorrow. I didn't care what I had to do.
When the final bell rang, I ran out the door, faster than ever before. I made sure I was clear of socs, or anyone, when Justin came up.
"Mist? You might wanna make sure you get that gum out of your hair when ya get home."
At first I thought Justin was joking, and felt the back of my hair. He wasn't. Dammit, I thought. When I came into the house, I collapsed on to the sofa, crying. When Soda came in, I could see he was a tad upset at something, but I didn't ask. Instead he asked Justin what was wrong with me.
"Socs,gum." Was what Justin replied.
Soda seemed to understood. He knew about my random emotional attachments to things, or people. It never made any sense to anyone, not even me. Only Soda seemed to understand how me and Pony both, had an attachment to our hair. I guess it was because it was the only thing we felt we could be proud of.
I was beginning to feel really stupid and foolish, as I cried when Soda was cutting the gum out. It was a rather foolish thing to cry about, but I couldn't help it. I felt as I were four, and not fourteen, loosing something dear to me. Well, I was loosing something. But still, it didn't make any sense. But then again, nothing was making sense anymore.
I don't know how but I somehow convinced Soda into letting me miss school tomorrow. He said he'd talk to Darry about it. When Darry got home, Soda didn't even mention anything about my day. Instead he somehow convinced Darry, that it would be safer for me to stay home, rather than go to school. I was beginning to feel a tad better, until Darry asked how my day went.
I started to cry again, as Darry gave a confused look to Soda.
"Socs. They were treating her like shit. Not just socs either. Anyone at school was. They treated her like she was the one who murdered that guy,rather than Pony or Johnny. She described school as living hell. And thats why her hairs like that. A soc did it."
Somehow Darry knew about my emotional attachment to things, he just chose to ignore it.
"So Darry, can I please stay home tomorrow? Please?" I asked, practically, begging.
"is she faking anything Soda?"Soda shook his head.
" Alright. Promise me you'll catch up on your work then?"
"I promise."
"But don't make this a habit. It's just because it's not safe at school right now. Day after tomorrow you'll be back in school? Got it?"
I nodded.
Glory. What a week. And it's just started. Pony's gonna go insane after I tell him what's happened.
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I hope this chapter was more exciting than the last. Im open to any ideas if you guys have any, if you feel you want something to happen.
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-Comsie
