Waking up in Soda's arms was the most comforting, amazing feeling. "Good morning beautiful," Soda said.

"Good morning handsome." I turned and kissed him gently. We both got out of bed and walked to the kitchen. The whole gang was there alrready. It was looking like a pretty normal morning; Darry making breakfast, Dally playing with his gun (which he always keeps unloaded, by the way), Two-Bit hogging the TV with Mickey Mouse, and Pony, Johnny and Steve all being forced to watch Mickey Mouse as well.

"Hey! The love birds are up!" Darry said. "How did everything go last night?"

Of course we weren't going to tell him what we did, so Soda kept it short and sweet.

"It was great," he said. He kissed my cheek and I giggled.

Two-Bit reluctantly looked away from the TV and said, "Mom's lookin' for you. You better head home."

"Here, I'll walk you there," Soda said grabbing my hand. I nodded.

"No breakfast Soda?" Darry asked.

"When I get back," he quickly replied. Leaving the house, we heard lots of "ooo's" from the gang, but we just ingnored them.

Walking home, a couple of Socs started driving up along side us in a white Mustang.

"Hey Greaser! What are you doing with that gorgeous piece of ass?" they yelled looking at Soda. They then looked at me and shouted, "Hey sexy! Why are you haning around with that piece of trash? You deserve better, like us!"

"You know what? Just fuck off!" Soda shouted right back. Soda hardly ever shouted, let alone swore.

They jumped out of their car and started walking behind us. We both decided to just keep walking, unitl one of them grabbed me around my best.

"We could take her back to my house and have a little bit of fun of our own!" one of them said to the other. Soda answered back with a punch right to the Soc's face, and knocked him out cold. The other one fought back.

"Run home and call Darry," Soda ordered. I immediately agreed and ran home as fast as I could. Good thing my mom already left for work, so no questions were asked when I got there. Darry said they'd all be right there.

When I ran back, everyone was there, but the Soc was gone. They all looked fine, except Soda. He was all bruised up and was bleeding terribley from a few places. I ran right up to him.

"Oh my gosh are you alright?" I asked very worriedly.

"Yeah I'm fine now," he said breathing heavily. He gave me a kiss and continued. "He pulled a blade on me and punched me good a couple times. But once he saw everyone else come, he gathered his buddy in the car and drove off."

"It looked like it was going to get pretty serious when I left," I said.

"Hey, no one talks to my girl that way." He smiled and kissed me again. All the "oooo's" were back.

At this point, I knew that I didn't just love Soda; I was in love with him. And I'm sure Soda felt the same way after what happened next.