Disclaimer: S.E. Hinton and I have entered negotiations, but I don't expect to own anything for quite some time, so I guess it's still hers.
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"Howdy boys" I greeted, grateful to no longer be alone in the dark street.
"Hey there" Dally returned from close where he was nursin' a bottle of Jack Daniels. I relieved him of it immediately, chugging, then wincing at the intense burning sensation it produced the second I stopped. After one last swig, I handed him back the bottle.
"Damn" he commented, and I shrugged. You can't expect me to live my life as Two-Bit's sister and not pick up his drinkin'. Like smoking, I only did it every once in awhile.
After a few minutes I was starting to feel the effects of the alcohol, and made my way over to the couch. "Hiya, Cade" I said putting my head in Johnny's lap and studying him upside-down.
"You're drunk" he grinned.
"Naw, I'm just buzzin', baby" I said and laughed.
"How've you been?"
"Pretty good since I saw ya last. Hey Johnny, if you could do anything ya wanted for the rest of your life, what would it be?" I asked suddenly.
"Drag race" he answered after a moment's thinking. "Why? What would you do?"
"I have no clue. I'm not sure I could pick one thing. Maybe five or six, but one's tough."
"That's tuff, I meant we don't ever have to pick, huh?"
"Nope. Good thing, too."
"Mm hmm"
"You seen Two-Bit? I'm not sure where he took off to this time. He didn't say."
"Nope. I'm sure he'll turn up 'round here, though."
"I suppose he will. Hey, let's play cards" I suggested sitting up too quickly and enjoying the room's spinning. I laughed out loud. I relished the dizzy feeling alcohol gives you when you drink just the right amount, not too much.
"Like hell you're not drunk" Johnny joined my laughter.
"Well I'm not too bad at least."
We joined the poker game that Pony, Steve, Dally, and Soda had already begun. Those boys sure kept me in stitches, but then they do that when I'm stone sober. "Hey, Two-Bit!" I yelled joyfully when he opened the front door.
"Well ain't you sweet missin' me so much" he eyed me suspiciously. "What'd y'all give her?"
"Just a little of my pal Jacky" Dally answered motioning to the now empty bottle.
"Good for you" Two-Bit approved. Kinda funny to have your older brother glad you're drunk, huh? That's god ol' Two-Bit.
"I wanna go dancin'" I announced suddenly.
"Dance Halls'll be closin'" Steve stated and I pouted.
"We got music, she can dance right here. Dance away, Am" Two-Bit suggested.
"Someone's gotta dance with me" I insisted grabbing Ponyboy who was closest to me. It wasn't too long though 'til I was too disoriented to do anything but fall which I did. I had this bauge thought that it should have hurt as I got up and reclaimed my seat. I hadn't felt anything. "That's enough of that" I decided.
"Don't wanna get too hurt" Johnny agreed.
"Glory, you're good lookin'" I thought only to realize I had said it out loud. I didn't care though. Modesty had gone with the drink. Johnny stared at me for a minute his cheeks tinted red tryin' to figure if I had been serious. He smiled softly for a brief second and I knew my eyes had given him his answer. They tend to do that.
"So," Dally said obviously uncomfortable, "another game o' poker, anyone?" Everyone declined. It was getting to be pretty late. I left the table for the couch.
"I guess I should be seein' the kid home" Two-Bit mused. "Try to go on without us." We left the house and Two-Bit cracked up at my expense. "Amie, you should get boozed up more often."
"Yeah, yeah."
"Glory you're good lookin'" he imitated but I barely paid attention. Walking seemed like a pretty big task right then.
That night I could sleep for anything. I never can after I drink. It puts some people right to sleep and man do I ever envy them. First I kept waking up thirsty, so I'd have to get water. Then I'd wake up and have to go to the bathroom. Maybe that's why I don't drink too much.