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I can't believe myself.
Its just really been eating at me lately, and I feel almost…guilty. He didn't deserve that. And for me to just lead him on like that, that wasn't right of me. What would Cherry think if I gave him my real phone number? Glory, I have Randy! I can't go around giving other boys my number, let alone a greaser. He and I could never work. I wouldn't even be able to tell the girls his name without them laughing. Two-Bit. Gosh, he sure was funny. I wish Randy could make me laugh like that.
If I told you something, would you promise not to tell a living soul? The truth is, I'm not sure why I told Randy I wanted to go steady. It was Cherry who set us up. Once she became Bob's girl, she got so popular in school, getting invited to all kinds of parties, and driving around in Bob's nice car. She told me that Bob had a good friend and she thought that we'd hit it off just fine. So Bob and his friend, Randy, picked up Cherry and me and brought us to the Nightly Double, Randy even paid. I liked him okay. After every time we'd spend time together, Cherry would call me up on the phone and say things like "Isn't he a catch?" or "See? I told you you'd really like him!" It seemed like she wanted us to be together more than I did.
When Randy finally asked me to be his girl, I said yes. I said yes because I didn't want to disappoint Cherry, nor hurt Randy. Besides, Randy digs okay, even if he does kiss a little too rough. I started to really like it after some time. He takes me to all the dances, and he brings me home to have dinner with his parents. Randy even told me he loved me, I told him I did too. I thought everything was going real swell until last week.
Randy's buddy was having a big ole' party while his folks were out of town and Cherry and Bob were going. Randy picked me up in his Mustang. He was wearing too much cologne and I could tell he had already been drinking. I didn't ask if he was okay, I know it had something to do with his father and not being good enough. Last time I asked he got angry with me.
Cherry and Bob left the party early and that left me with no one to talk to really, on account of Randy always talking to his buddies. I went to go find Randy to ask him to take me home. He was blasted drunk, he could barely walk. That made me mad. I hate being around him when he's drunk, and he knows it. I told him that I could drive. When we got in his car he asked me if I loved him. And you know what I told him? "No. Right now Randy, I do not love you." And that's when he snapped.
He told me that he was only dating me to make his parents proud, and to keep Bob of his case. Bob didn't want to be seen with no one who didn't have a girl. The thing that hurt the most? Randy said he could have any girl in town and without him I never would've had no boyfriends. I drove him home, and then walked to my house. Cherry called the next day, I didn't answer. When Randy stopped me after school he told me he was sorry he said those things and that he'd make it up to me and that us and Cherry and Bob would all go to the Nightly Double, just like old times and they wouldn't do no drinking. But they did.
That's when Cherry and I left Bob's car and met Pony and that other greaser and Two-Bit. In that hour I knew him, Two-Bit made me forget about Randy and pleasing Cherry and being popular. It was just us, you know? But when he asked for my phone number, I remembered everything. I was Randy's girl, and it has to be this way. I could never date a greaser. Do you know what that would do to Cherry's reputation? Or Randy or Bob's? The girls would never understand, not even Cherry. I just feel so bad for hurting Two-Bit. I figured to save myself embarrassment instead of him, just like any of us would. Sometimes I wish I could be better than some stuck up, Soc girl. You dig?
Sincerely,
Marcia