*I don't own The Outsiders.

(Leslie's POV)

Previously…

Dar and I have been friends for so long. I don't even know if he has ever even contemplated the two of us together. I don't think it would be a bad relationship. If I did, I wouldn't be thinking about this at three in the morning.

I'll have to make a move. Darry never would.

Well, this will either be the best decision of my life or the worse.

I decided to put my plan into action. Code name for plan: Getting Darry. Okay, not that original but I don't have all day to think about the name of the plan. I need to concentrate on the actual plan, that's the important part.

I was going to spend all day with him. I don't care if the others want to come; I'll just tell them I need time with my best friend, which is true so they won't say anything. Maybe, we can go to the Dingo and hit the movies before I say anything.

Okay, so my plan sucks. I don't know when exactly I'm going to say anything but it's going to be today for sure. I know if I don't do it today, I'll lose confidence and I'll never say anything. I got to strike while the irons hot I suppose.

Even though I was super excited, I was scared and nervous. I know Darry like the back of my hand. I know all his likes and dislikes, including what he prefers in a girl. Some of his criteria I meet and others parts of it I miss.

For one, I know he likes girls who are tall enough so that he doesn't have to bend over half way just for a kiss. Well sorry, I am definitely short and he'd have to bend over, I figure if he likes me enough he'll get over that.

Another thing is he likes a woman who can cook. I can cook some things, but not everything. I can bake well though; following recipes, that's easy. I can cook my favorites, but I'm a picky eater so I can't say that's a lot.

I think he'd be okay with that too because he can cook. I mean if he could learn after his parents died then I figure I can. I taught him everything I know but then he went and learned a whole bunch of other dishes too. I can work on that. Hey, he could even teach me! That would be a lot of fun.

I frowned at my reflection, why am I being so pessimistic? I'm not, usually. I thought back to that nightmare I had last night and shuddered. I pushed that away. I had circles forming under my eyes from the lack of sleep; I was going to have to do something about that.

I hate when I can't sleep. I always get upset when I'm over tired.

There are a lot of things Darry likes in a woman that I have too. I shouldn't think negatively or I'll end up backing out of my plan. I know I just have to go for it; I can't spend the rest of my life wondering what could've been. If it doesn't work out, at least I'll have peace of mind knowing I tried.

I have my big blue eyes, which I know Dar is a sucker for. My lips are delicate but I still have one hell of a pout which he thinks is adorable. I got my curly hair and Darry likes curls. I may be on the small side but I still have curves, maybe a little lacking in the chest area, but I make up for it with my curvy ass!

I giggled at myself in the mirror, then stuck my tongue out, watching myself in the mirror. My tongue is kind of weird; it's average length but supper skinny.

I cocked my head to the side and it reminded me of my kitten, she does that all the time. Great, so I look like an animal. I couldn't help but laugh at myself.

Okay, so getting back on track. Phase one: Call Darry and make sure he can actually spend the day with you. That would probably be a good thing to start with.

I limped down the hallway, not bothering with those stupid ass crutches. They're more of a pain than they are worth.

Quickly dialing the familiar number, I waited for a three rings before I heard a husky, "How may I help you?" It was Two-Bit, Darry wouldn't be happy if he found out he was answering his phone with suggestive greetings…again.

I laughed, "Dar's going to get mad at you again, Two-Bit," I smiled.

He laughed, "He can't stay mad at me, babe, you know that. Now who do you want to talk to, me?"

"Darry please," I answered. Then I added after his whine, "Sorry to disappoint you, Two-Bit."

I had to hold the phone away from my ear as he yelled, "DARRY PHONE IS FOR YOU."

In the background I heard, "Who is it?"

"The President of the United States of America, of course, nah it's Leslie looking for you," Two-Bit said.

I heard more shuffling and I huffed impatiently, finally I heard Darry say, "Hey, Les."

"Hi, Darry, hope I ain't interrupting anything too important. I was wondering if you wanted to go out with me today. Maybe head over to the Dingo, or a movie, or something. Hang out, just the two of us."

I bounced on my good leg and twisted the phone cord around my fingers anxiously waiting for his answer. I heard him take a breath to answer, only to get sidetracked my Pony. Damn that kid has really bad timing!

After another moment of waiting, Darry answered, "Sorry about that, yeah that doesn't sound like too bad of an idea. Maybe we can head over to the park or something."

"Sure," I said, happily agreeing.

"I'll come by after I see Soda and Pony off alright?"

"Sounds good to me, see you soon, Dar."

"Bye," he mumbled, with a click the line went dead.

I chuckled, I don't know what the hell was going on but he sure sounded distracted. I thought back to the many mornings I had spent over there. But, one in particular always sticks out in my mind, just because it was so damn funny. It was one of the first times I stayed over there too.

I stumbled out of Darry's room, I hate getting up early. Well, that's not true, I just don't like being forced up before I'm ready. But, like Mr. Curtis said, I have to go to school and get smart so I can have a good paying job when I'm all grown up.

Darry yawned loudly next to me, causing me to yawn back. We all know how infectious yawning is. He smiled sleepily at me, "We should've gone to bed earlier, I'm so tired."

"Me too, but that stupid game is so addicting!" I exclaimed. We spent the night playing Rock'em Sock'em Robots. Mr. Curtis brought it home for Darry and Soda, but Soda is too little to really care much about it. He kept getting distracted by other thing when he tried to play. So, me and Dar ended up playing again and again and again.

Mrs. Curtis took one look at us and shot a disapproving look in our direction, "You two stayed up and played that game all night didn't you?" I don't know why she asked since she obviously already knew the answer. Darry and I looked at each other then smiled sheepishly at her.

"Sorry, Mrs. Curtis."

"Sorry, Mommy."

She was about to scold us but Soda came flying through screaming no. That was nothing new, to see Mr. Curtis chasing Soda around. The only difference is Soda is usually dressed. He was running around butt naked! He was running away because he didn't want a bath.

"Fast little bugger," Mr. C. panted.

I looked at Darry in shock and he looked completely mortified by his little brother's behavior. Darry whined, "Sodaaaa, Leslie is still here and you're running around naked! Go away and take your bath!"

"I don't wanna, Darwwy," Soda said, pouting.

I started laughing, Soda tried to hide behind Darry, but of course Mr. C. could get him. I was laughing so hard by now that I had tears in my eyes. Dar was so embarrassed and Soda was completely unashamed as he whined all the way into the bathroom.

I grinned hugely at Darry while he grimaced.

I laughed at the memory. I was so caught up in my thoughts; I didn't hear Dar come in. Wow, he got here quick. He looked at me questioningly, I smiled at him, well here goes nothing.

Huh, yeah right.

I'm mean, I know, I left you off with a cliff hanger.

Rock'em Sock'em Robots is a game that came out in the 1960's, I looked it up. I tried to find one in the 1950's since that's more in tune with Dar and Les's age but, they were all outside things or games that didn't sound interesting enough to stay up for. Also, the game is supposed to show Leslie's tomboy side.

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