It was Chevy's first day at work; she had mixed feelings about it. Her and her Cori were actually very wealthy back home so there was no need for a job. But they weren't snobby about it. They were spoiled rotten but not brats; there's a fine line that they didn't cross. They didn't shove it in people's faces. They kept it on the down-low.
She missed her other brothers and sister (the triplets); Jaguar, Ford and Honda. Yes there were five Bridgetons', twins and triplets. Yes they all had been named after cars.
She knew that Cori would miss Honda the most while she missed Ford. Honda and Cori were the girly girls, while Chevy was a huge tomboy. Hence why her and Ford got along. Jag- well, Jag was the odd one. He didn't like his name, he was a lot like Ponyboy. He was sensitive; meaning he read and drew.
Either way she missed her siblings.
Chevy was bent over a car working on it when she heard a whistle. She snapped her head around to see a bunch of socs checking her out. Chevy rolled her eyes and continued to work, ignoring the cat calls.
What she didn't know was Steve was fuming. Despite, being a bad boy he didn't cat call a girl, he thought it was demeaning. He stopped cat calling once Evie explained it to him.
Yet, he knew Chevy was a big girl and could take care of herself, so he didn't say anything. He was not just saying that because she gave him a big old black eye when he accidently walked in on her changing. He knew she would snap soon and he didn't want to be in the way.
Eventually, one of the guys came up to her and pinched her butt. She turned around and smiled (which caused Steve and now, Soda to be utterly confused). She put her hands on his chest and they talked. After a minute or so she said, "have fun getting oil off your shirt."
The boy looked down to see smudges of car oil on his madras shirt. He stormed away from a smirking Chevy.
Steve and Soda walked up to the laughing girl, impressed. "Damn Chev' didn't know you had it in ya." Soda clapped her on the back.
"Actually I picked that up from Corvie who did it by accident." She shrugged, still smirking. "Me, Corvie and our older sister, Honda, get cat called a lot, so, yeah.' She flipped her blonde hair behind her shoulder. The boys walked away shaking, but she called them back. "Either of you know how to put hair up?"
Soda walked forward, "My mom taught us to braid to impress girls." She turned around and he began to braid.
Steve didn't know why he felt jealous of his best friend. For some odd reason he was. He actually really liked the green eyed girl. She was tough and loud like him, she was obsessed with cars. Plus, she was the only girl who saw Steve not Soda's best friend.
The guys and the girls were eating dinner. It was always loud when the 12 ate dinner together.
"Hey, Chev'," Soda wiped his mouth, "tell 'em what you did earlier."
"Alright," she looked at her sister, "remember the oil thing?" Before she could continue Cori threw her head back, laughing and clapped her hands. "So I was working on a car when I heard this whistle. I turned around when I see some socs checking me out. This isn't out of the ordinary, so I continue working. Then the ring leader comes up and pinches my butt. What do I do? I go along and put my hands on his chest. We flirt then I say, "have fun gettin' that car oil off you!" Everyone laughed (but not as hard as Cori).
"Yep," Heather started, "that sounds about right." She looked at her fellow blonde, shaking her head.
The next day Cori decided to break from cleaning the Curtis household and go visit her sister, Steve and ever so dreamy Sodapop.
Yes, Corvette had a huge crush on the blonde. She had since she read The Outsiders. And it wasn't because of Soda's movie-star good looks (which was just icing to the cake), it was because nobody noticed how broken he was like herself.
Soda was always taking on other people's problem and (no offense to him or herself) wasn't the brightest bulb ever. But they also weren't exactly the same, Cori had an accident to blame for her head trauma.
Either way she still liked him.
She walked into the DX to see him surrounded by girls. She felt so jealous until he eyed her and called her over. She was receiving glares as she walked up to the counter. She had her head down and her hands on her crossed arms.
"Who are you?" the prettiest girl of the bunch sneered. Cori wondered how she could compete with her. The girl had vibrant red hair, sea green eyes, and a slim yet curvy figure. Cori hated the way she had two-different eye colors, she was the 'mutant of Moorestown', back home. All people did was stare and laugh at her.
Soda smirked, "she's my girl" Cori looked up and slightly smiled. The girls were shooting death glares at the poor girl. "Could you leave us?" He asked the gaggle of girls. They all looked upset but followed his wishes and left the two.
"Thanks," she smiled at the ground. Soda wondered why she did that.
An awkward silence fell between the two. Soda looked at the counter and saw a bag of chips. He assumed that they were Steve's so he opened them. "Want some?" He asked the two eye-colored girl.
She finally looked up and smiled. They dug into the chips; not realizing they were six months old.
Everyone was at the Curtis house just chilling. Well, except Cori and Soda, they had huge stomachaches. They still didn't know about the chips.
You see, Steve and Chevy had read the expiration date and went to throw them out when a customer walked in. They got distracted and an unknowingly Soda and Cori ate them. Now, the two were in extreme pain.
Chevy spoke up, "jeez, Core I can feel your pain."
Heather rolled her eyes, "Chevy for the last time you do not have twin powers!"
"My stomach really hurts." Cori said rubbing her pained stomach.
"Mine to." Soda also rubbed his stomach.
Heather went into 'Mother Mode' as the girls called in."Well," Heather started "what did you eat today?"
"Well let's see," Cori put her finger to her cheek. "We both had eggs and bacon for breakfast, I didn't eat lunch."
"I had a sandwich." Soda chimed.
"Oh, and that bag of chips." At this Steve and Chevy looked at each other. "What?" Cori looked at her sister. "Why didn't you warn us or something!" Cori shot death glares at her twin.
"Um guys," Blossom held a finger up, "we don't have twin powers so could you explain what the hell is going on!?"
"We ate a bag of chips that was six months old that's what!" Cori huffed then her Soda grabbed their stomachs, while jumping up. "I call the toilet."
"I got the trashcan!" He yelled as he followed her into the bathroom.
"Dumbasses." Genki shook her head. She surprised everyone because she didn't talk much and hated cursing.
"Okay guys what are the rules again?" Heather asked for what seemed like the millionth time.
"Only throw up in the bathroom." Cori rolled her eyes.
"No sharing a bed." Soda sighed.
"And?" Heather crossed her arms.
"No baby making." They said at the same time.
Heather patted Cori's head, "good. And what's the emergency number?"
"911." They both rolled their eyes. Heather was once again in 'Mother Mode' over to sick teens. She trusted Cori but Soda? Not so much. Nobody could get off work at such short notice so they had to leave them, alone.
"Hither," Two-Bitt put an arm around Heather, "they'll be fine." She shrugged it off, making a jealous Darry smile.
So they other teens and adults left the two alone. Soda laid on the couch and Cori on Darry's chair. He sat up and patted the seat.
"I won't bite." He smiled but Cori just looked down. His smile never faltered but he was confused. He wondered why every time he talked to her she couldn't look him in the eye.
"Are you crazy? Heather will kill us!" She said slightly looking up then down again.
An idea popped in his head, "she said don't share a bed, not a couch."
Cori locked her blue and gray eyes with his chocolate brown eyes and smiled. Both wondering how the other's eyes could be so beautiful. "Sure" she shrugged and sat right next to him.
They talked for a while. And surely but slowly his arm snaked around her. They felt close and at peace with each other. They dug each other in more then one way. Soon they felt so close they seemed to know everything about each other.
As Cori rambled on about how much she loved theatre, Soda couldn't take it anymore and kissed her.
He kissed her and she kissed right back. She had never felt a pair of lips so perfect for her. She pulled away to breathe and he rested his forehead on hers.
"That was nice," she said and Soda laughed. She pulled away, "wait I'm sick."
"We're both sick."
"Oh, okay."
They kissed again and soon Johnny and Ponyboy walked in. The two quickly pulled away. Cori looked down at her lap and Soda rubbed the back of his head. Soda addressed his brother and Johnny, "don't tell Heather or Chevy."
Pony and Johnny shared a look and Pony sighed. "We won't tell but if were asked we won't lie."
Cori shrugged, "fair enough."
Pony and Johnny walked into the kitchen to get some cake while the couple huddled closer together. They watched some T.V and soon didn't realize that the gang walked in an hour later.
"What the hell?!" Heather half yelled making the two jump apart. She sure was pissed.
"Heather, calm down." Darry tried to reason.
"Before you lecture us," Cori began, "we didn't brake any rules. We were told not to share a bed. Last time I checked a couch isn't a bed."
Heather turned red, she couldn't argue with that logic. For once Cori had outsmarted her. She didn't expect this Cori; definitely Genki or maybe Chevy and Blossom. But not poor Cori.
Now, the brown eyed girl wasn't calling her friend dumb. She was simply not expecting what she got from the girl. Cori was not dumb, she was a smart girl, but lacked common sense and a good memory. She was street smart; something the other girls lacked. Although she seemed like an airhead. She was also a good singer; the girls joked that her and Heather could start a band. Heather would play and Cori would sing.
Heather stormed outside and Darry followed. Blossom (being the second oldest) would of followed but they hadn't gotten over the whole 'sex in the lot' thing. So Darry followed the girl.
Chevy went up and put a finger in Soda's face. "Break her heart and you die."
Soda looked at her crush and sighed, "I won't."
Oh, how wrong he was.