A/N - So, if you are bothering to read this you have noticed that I have a tendency towards short chapters, I do promise that it gets better as the story goes on. The setup is almost over I swear! Please leave some reviews even just a quick word, let me know it's worth the effort!
Baby I'll be your Huckleberry, you don't have to double dare me
If the storm gets wild and scary count on me to be right there
You're so extra ordinary sweet like maraschino cherries
We'll grow up and we'll get married
I'm gonna be your Huckleberry
An hour later we headed into the house for dinner, my conversation with Matthew had given me a lot to think about...and none of it really made me think that well of my brother. Socs and Greasers? That was the stupidest thing I had ever heard! I knew some people had more money then us and I knew people had less money then we had...but why did it matter so much?
The next day at school I reported to detention and took my seat in the back of the very empty room. A moment later the door opened again and in walked Sodapop Curtis, detention slip in hand. Mr. Haynes gave a big sigh and pointed to chair in the back of the room, as far away from me as possible. I put my head down and looked at my hands as Soda walked by.
About 10 minutes later Mr. Haynes got up and left the room without a word. Soda immediately came to sit by me.
"What are you doing in here? I thought you told Mr. Haynes yesterday that you were going to be good for the rest of the week."
"Well...the classroom frog really wanted to get out of it's tank and stretch! Plus, I thought you might want some company in here...you know...if your still talking to me."
"Why in the world would I not be talking to you?"
"I wasn't sure what your brother said to you yesterday..."
"He said he's in the same grade as your brother Darry."
"Ya, he is, I have a younger brother named Pony too, he's in 1st grade" Soda smiled as he told me, it was obvious he loved his family.
"And...he told me that your poor..." Soda nodded. "and that your Greasers, and that means that your not as good as we are and that we can't be friends." Soda looked so disheartened as I said this, making him feel bad hurt and I didn't like it one bit. "But, I told him that you were a lot nicer to me then Randy, Bob, Cherry, or any of the people like us had ever been, I'd rather have friends that were nice to me." I smiled shyly at him, not sure why I was so embarrassed.
"Really! You'll still be my friend?"
"Of course! Your nice, and funny, and someone needs to keep you out of all this trouble that your getting into."
We smiled at each other, and it was the beginning of an amazing friendship.
A/N - Song is Huckleberry by Toby Keith. Middle School is up next! Man, those were some awkward years...
