I rubbed my hands to keep then warm, and flipped the collar of my brown leather jacket
Where the hell is she?
I popped a light in my mouth and took a couple of puffs. It lowered my agitation a little bit. After my fourth puff, I heard the sound of heels scrapping against concrete. Joni came tearing around the corner, running full speed down the dark ally in between the concession stand and the box office.
"What the…" She slapped her hand over my mouth and pulled me deeper into the shadows.
"Joni! Don't run from me!" I instantly recognized the voice of Two-Bit Mathews. I felt really stupid at that moment; I completely forgot that Mathews had a sister; Joni. "Shit! Ma's going to kill me!"
"Cool it, man. She'll show by the end of the double." Steve Randal was also chasing after her? Man, how much trouble was this chick?
"She better, or else I'll kick her ass." Joni was surprisingly still when all of this was going on. I knew Angela would be squirming all over the place, but the rusty haired chick kept her body still and her mouth shut.
"Screw it. Let's get back so Edie and Cathy won't miss us." The loud footsteps became more distant with every second. When the two guys where gone; Joni dropped her hand and sighed, collapsing on me. She shot right back up and stood, rubbing the dirt off her butt and offering me a hand.
"Man, sorry about that. I swear, never running away from your brother never gets old!" I pushed my self up and ignored the hand. She jerked it down and whipped it across her tight shirt.
"Will they come back?" She shrugged and leaned against the wall.
"They might. They might not. I'm not exactly a physic." She pulled a light out of her pocket and searched her pockets again. "Damn it! You have a flame?" I handed her a match and she flicked it, creating a red flame.
"It matches your hair." Where the hell did that come from? She gave me an amused look and lit the cigarette.
"Thanks. The ash matches yours." I allowed a smile tug at my lips and slipped out of the shadows, pulling Joni behind me.
"My car is over this way."
"You drive?"
"A little bit."
"You're sixteen?"
"No, fifteen."
"Cool." I looked down with amusement at her wild grin. "Is this it?" She motioned to the black, banged up ford that I stopped in front of.
"Yeah." I opened the door; allowing her to crawl in first. I didn't bother to hide my gaze as her black skirt rode up her thighs. I jumped in after her and closed the door; switching on the voice boxes to hear the movie. Just as I didn't bother to hide my eyes on her tight thighs, she didn't bother to obscure her little butt moving closer to mine. It was a classic game.
"Don't you have a girlfriend that will be as mad as hell?" Several faces flashed in my head. Linda, Donna, Stacy, Nancy. None of which I really "dated"; but more liked I partied with them; got drunk and started making out like sex crazed rabbits.
"No." I whispered into her ear, letting her feel my moist breath in her earlobe. Another move in the game. I was sure I was going to win.
"Then I guess none of us are going to get our asses kicked." She placed her little hand on my thigh. God, that girl wasn't going to give up easily.
"You bet." I played the biggest, most dangerous card. I grabbed her face in between my hands, drawing it towards mine. "You're not going to get hurt with me." I didn't have to pull her the extra inch to my lips. She seized my face and came forward with ferocity you wouldn't expect from a girl that was so small. She finally pulled away; gasping for air. When she loosened her grip on me I flipped her on her back. She gasped with surprise as I went for those perfect round lips, trailing my fingers down her side and then up again. She intertwined her small hands with my large ones and brought them over our heads.
Every thing about Joni was small. Well, almost everything. I still had to hold my self up; so I wouldn't crush those perfect large breast that heaved for air under me.
"Oh god, Curly." She moaned as I nipped at her neck. I was just going to bring my lips back to hers when the weight we where leaning against gave way. Our heads tumbled out of the ford as we stared up with surprise at the big, big guy with the door in his hand that looked seriously pissed.
"Get the hell of my sister!" Great. The big guy was Two-Bit.
"Mathews." I growled. "Why don't you let her decide who she wants to be under?" I shouldn't of said that. No matter how hard Joni dug her nails in my t-shirt, it didn't stop Mathews from pulling me by the wrist and another guy pulling Joni by the ankles.
"Curly!" Her cried where muffled by the chest of a dark figure; smaller than Mathews but still had a build.
"Hush, Joni hush. You'll be alright. Everything is going to be alright."
"Damn it, Curtis! Let me go!" I didn't come to Joni's safety. I couldn't. Mathews had me pinned to the car, and was raising his fist for a big blow.
"No!" It was Joni's sweet voice that I heard as my whole world went black.
I forgot if it was Edie or Evie. Please don't hate me if I screwed it up!