I woke up to my mom yelling at me to get out of bed, which I slowly did. Johnny walked with me to school, after I darted out of the house when he was walking by. I think I scared him a bit, because he nearly jumped outta his skin.
"Chill Johnny, it's just me. You wanna walk with me to school?"
He nodded, and we made our way back to the great big doors, that I already decided to hate. Two-Bit wasn't much help in class, he mainly sat there, eyeing the teacher cracking jokes. By the end of class, I thought Mr. Strom was gonna pull his hair out, but I ended up laughing anyway. Two-Bit told me to meet him at the front of the school for lunch. I did just that, while Pony and Johnny walked up to me. Two-Bit came around a bit later with a boy who was taller then him, with red greasy hair.
"Steve, this is Lynn, the one I told you about. Lynn this is Steve, the last member of the gang for you to meet."
I shook his hand, "I'm hungry."
Two-Bit just smiled, and started cracking jokes, and walked us to the nearby gas station, where I saw Soda again. Soda and Steve seemed lost in their own world about cars and girls, so I just sat next to Johnny and talked with him and Pony. I saw a guy coming our way, he was tall and his hair was really greasy too.
Two-Bit hopped in front of us, "hey Curly, how's it goin'?"
"Good, who's the broad?" he asked pointing to me.
"Oh, that's Lynn, Johnny's girl." I wanted to protest, when Johnny looked like he was gonna burst with blush. I kinda chuckled to myself, and nudged him in the side.
"Is that so? You mean to tell me, shy ol' Johnny bagged a fly?" (A/N FLY WAS SLANG FOR PRETTY GIRL)
"Somehow, I tried to pick 'er up but, she said I wasn't her type, can you believe that?" he turned around a bit smiling at me.
"Oh shut up will ya, Two-Bit."
The words were out before I could clamp my hand over my mouth. I hope I didn't just mess up, 'sides I'm not Johnny's girl.
"Shuttin'. So, what's ya need Curly?"
Curly took him by the shoulder and they walked off to the side talking between themselves. Pony and I started talking about a book we both liked, and Johnny sat silently. I already knew by now, he was the gangs pet, everyone protected him. I was guessing it had to do with his home life, and they all knew. Our walk back to school seemed much like the one away, Two-Bit cracked jokes, everyone laughed, and I even heard Johnny laugh a few times. His laugh was rare, because everyone seemed to turn to him.
"Shit, I should become a comedian, I even made Johnnycake laugh."
No one gave much thought to this and we headed back in for the remainder of the day. I met up with the guys after school, and Johnny and I walked home together again. I slung my bag down, and I thought I heard someone in my mom's room. Deciding it was nothing, she was a work anyways, I turned on the t.v. to one channel: boring. I kept thinking I was hearing things so I made my way down the hall toward her room. I opened to reveal none other then the boy with dark red hair, greased back, with green eyes just like mine.
"What're you doing here, Russ?"
He got up and came across the room, and gave me a slight hug, which was odd, even from him to his baby sister.
"Mom asked me to come down for awhile, said maybe you'd have a better time adjustin' or somethin'."
"I'm adjustin' quite fine, seriously, what are you doing here?"
By now we were both back in the living room, and he sat in the chair across from the couch.
"Did you get in a murder rap again?"
He stayed silent, which usually meant yes.
"How'd it happen, and where?"
"New York, went and saw Felix. His broad Lisa left him while he was in the cooler. I was up there, and he went hay wire on me. He pulled out his knife, and I tried to get it away from him, but I accidentally stabbed him. I just beat it outta there as fast I could."
Felix was dead, and it was Russ's fault, how'd I know this was gonna happen one day? Russ was just like Dally from what I was told, he had a rap sheet a mile long, it'd probably be longer, if they caught him on everything. Russ was real good at never gettin' caught, he knew places to hide, and people to get a hold of.
"So, how long you gonna be around here?"
"A few weeks tops, then I'll go back to Dallas, although there really isn't much left there for me, huh?"
I noticed he kept jerkin on the necklace around his neck. I gave that to him a long time ago, I stole it off some broad I beat. It wasn't expensive, but I knew the score. Always get something from a fight you've won, just to prove to someone.
"Not really much here either," I was cut off by a knock at the door. I walked up to see Ponyboy and Johnny standing there. They came in when I opened the door.
"Guys, this is my older brother Russ. Russ this is Ponyboy, and Johnny," I said pointing to them each.
They shook hands and sat down; I sat between Pony and Johnny on the couch. It seemed to stay silent for about 10 minutes, if it woulda been dark outside, I'm sure you coulda heard a cricket or two.
"Lynn, I'm going to head down to the diner, you kids wanna come?"
I looked from Johnny to Pony, and they both nodded, so we walked with him to the diner and found a seat. I sat next to Russ, and stared over at Johnny for a bit. I never noticed how innocent he looked, but I knew he wasn't innocent. I knew all the things he went through at home, I had been there too.
"So, you from Dallas too, Russ?" Pony's voice seemed to avert my thoughts.
"Yeah, just got back from New York though. Listen kids, Ima head out, I need to find someone," he looked at me, and I knew he was gonna go lookin for Dal. He was outta the door not seconds later, and Johnny found time to slide into the booth next to me.
"Your brother seems like a nice guy," Pony said.
"Only when someone hasn't pissed him off. Ya know, from what I've heard, he reminds me a lot like Dally."
Johnny looked my way, and Pony kept his eyes on the table in front of us.
"How bout we go see a movie guys? Think Darry would let ya since it's Friday and all?"
"I don't see why not," he looked back up at me, and I never saw eyes so full of hurt before.
We made our way back to the boys' house, but no one was home. So we sat in the living room, talking about books and movies. I was a hard kid, but somehow I loved the feeling of being taken away from this world. I got that feeling from reading, or watching movies. I was always one to watch a movie or two in a row; I could sit still long enough.
The door opened and in walked Dally, he eyed me for a second, then sat down in between me and Johnny on the couch.
"Two-Bits tellin' me Johnnycake here has a girl," he looked over at me.
"Well, Two-Bits wrong, you know how he is," said Johnny.
I never really thought about it, I'd be Johnny's girl. I had no problem in even think about that.
"Well, I don't know when your finally gonna get one kid, but I hope it's soon."