Undescribable

Disclaimer: S E Hinton owns the Outsiders. Brooklyn is owned by my friend go read her story Go Get 'Em the revised one. I only own Zoey. Mel is owned by my friend go read her story He's a Rebel.

Chapter 8: First Date

I walked Zoey back to Two-bit's house which was where she was staying.

I decided to walk her all the way to the front door. When we reached the door she pushed it open and let herself in. Before she shut the main door she turned back to me and said "Thanks again Ponyboy if you see Two-bit again let him know that I am home safe and sound. Do you mind if I come by tomorrow?"

"No you can come around anytime you want."

"Thanks Ponyboy" she said as she turned around and went inside the house shutting and locking the main door behind her.

I walked back to my house hoping that Darry wasn't home from work yet so I could do the rest of the dishes that I hadn't had a chance to do this morning.

I walked up my empty driveway to my house and let myself in. I went straight to the sink and started to finish up the dishes.

Right when I had finished up the last plate I heard Darry's truck pull into the driveway. I put the plates and cups away where they belonged and went and sat down on the couch.

"Hey Pony" Darry called as he pulled open the screen door.

"Hey Darry can I ask you a question?" I asked nervously.

"Yeah, sure Ponyboy."`

"How should I ask a girl out?"

He rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "Well Pony, uh, maybe you should ask Soda about this it seems like more of his subject."

"Okay Darry."

"Fix up dinner, will ya." he asked me

"Yeah course but I'm gonna wait for Sodapop to get home."

"Okay" he called as he trudged into the bathroom to take a shower after a long day of work.

I went and grabbed my book from mine and Sodapop's room and went and sat down on the couch. Not five minutes later I heard a screen door slam. I got up and went into the kitchen to get the food out for dinner.

Soda came running into the kitchen and stopped suddenly when he was next to the counter. "Hey Ponyboy you makin' dinner?" he asked me.

"What else would I be doin'" I said back to him playfully.

"I dunno."

"Hey Soda can I ask you a question?" I asked.

"Sure"

"How do you ask a girl out?"

"Why don't you go call Mel at collage." he suggested.

"'Kay is her number still next to the phone?"

"Yep"

"Thanks"

I walked over to the phone and picked up the receiver and dialed.

She picked up on the second ring. "Mel and Bonnie's dorm?" She told me in her signature cool tone.

"Hay Mel, It's Pony."

"Pony? Yeah, Bon, it's Pony, Soda's little brother. What's up? Is Sodapop okay? Did he get drafted!" cried Mel worriedly and I quickly soothed her worry.

"No, he's fine. I just needed so advice on girl..."

"Oh," I could imagine her lewd grin as she pressed the phone further against her ear, "Well...Soda and I-"

My eyes grew large and I grimaced. I think she misunderstood. Sodapop who had been leaning against the counter, shoving chocolate cake in his mouth, looked up and cocked an eyebrow. After a few seconds of grimacing I held out the phone to him

"I will never look at these counters the same."

He gave me a questioning look but took the phone and pressed it against his ear.

He listened for a minute before his eyes went wide.

"Mel! That's private!"

"..."

"Oh, Pone she just misunderstood you...," He offered covering the phone with his hand but I was still mortified, "Yeah...Love you, too. Okay. Bye."

Soda put the phone back in the receiver and looked at me sheepishly.

"Never talk about that...ever."

"Agreed."

A/N the part with Ponyboy on the phone belongs to my best friend Emily aka Incendium Flamma.