A/N – All right, so as you may or may not have noticed I took the summer off from…life (22 years of camp and counting!) But I'm back and intend on getting more of this up and maybe even the story finished, in the meantime I'm at 13 reviews, if we can get to 20 I'll update before Friday (back on the old routine, updates will go up on Fridays)
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And she's watching him with those eyes
And she's lovin' him with that body, I just know it
Yeah 'n' he's holding her in his arms
Late, late at night
You know, I wish that I had Jessie's girl
I wish that I had Jessie's girl
Where can I find a woman like that
That Monday I was still a little high from the weekend, Soda and I were dating, had our first kiss...and then there was the whole getting sick thing, but I was trying to not think about that part as much.
So when I got to school Monday morning I wasn't expecting anything out of the ordinary. I'd meet Soda at my locker to go to 4th period and then lunch together. We'd eat with Two-Bit and Steve and then walk back to his house in the afternoon.
However, Randy and his friends had other plans for me. Word gets around fast in a place like Tulsa and if they hadn't already known, everyone and their mother knew about Soda and I by lunch. The other greasers didn't seem to care very much (except Sandy who kept giving me death glares all day), the socs on the other hand were pretty upset about our dating. I over heard many comments and snickers during the day but I ignored them, who cared about them anyway?
After third period I was heading to my locker, the quickest way to get there was to go by the gym, an area with few students and even fewer teachers around. As I was passing by the door to the boys locker room it was suddenly flung open, Randy, Bob, and Paul filing out, blocking my way down the hall.
"Hi Alice" Randy said with a smirk on his face.
"Hi Randy." I tried to get by, but they blocked me. "Excuse me Randy, I'm gonna be late for class."
"Don't you mean late to meet that greasy boyfriend of yours?
"If by that you mean Soda, then yes, he is waiting for me by my locker."
Randy came at me quickly, pinning me to the wall by my shoulders. "Your making a big mistake here Alice, our kind don't date their kind, you're not playing by the rules."
"What rules Randy? Yours? I've never been one for following those kind of rules if you haven't noticed."
"Well I think it's time that you learned what happens when those rules are broken…and how much more fun you could have following them." He pushed me harder into the wall and I felt my head knock into it. I saw stars and the world blurred a bit as Randy came in to kiss me.
I may have been knocked a little silly, but not senseless, this was not going to happen. I spit in his face and stomped hard on the inside of his foot. He lost his grip and I took the opportunity to get away, running down the hall. I stumbled on my own feet however and Randy took the chance to get ahold of my wrist and spin me around to face him.
"Fucking Bitch!" He roared at me as he drew back and slapped me across the face. This time my ears did ring, and for a moment I wasn't sure what was going on. Out of nowhere came Two-Bit, who let one fly to Randy's face, grabbed my free wrist and began to run down the hallway
"Come on Ali!" I ran after him and we didn't stop till we got to my locker where Soda was waiting with a big grin on his face.
"Hey guys wh..." He took one look at my tear-stained face, and split lip, in an instant he was ready to fight "what the hell happened to her?" He asked Two-Bit as he took my face in his hands and examined my lip.
I took a step back from him, "I am right here and capable of talking for myself." I tried really hard (and failed) to sound tuff through the tears that were spilling over.
"I'm sorry Ali Cat, what happened"
"It doesn't matter, we're already late for class, come on."
"It doesn't matter? You're bleeding!" I touched my fingers to my lip feeling the wet stickiness.
I sighed, "You have to promise me not to get into a fight over it." Soda simply stared at me, a hard look on his face. "Promise me, I won't have anyone getting hurt cause of me."
Two-Bit stuck his head around the corner where he had been standing while we talked "By the time I got there Randy had slapped her pretty good in the face and had her by the wrist while she tried to get away."
"I'm gonna kill the bastard" Soda said.
"No! You're not going to touch him! This is exactly what he wants! He wants to make you mad so you two can get into it."
Soda sighed I could tell he was trying very hard to clam down and control his anger for me, but his red face and angry eyes were making it hard to believe him. "If that's what you really want..."
"Yes, it is, can we please go to class now?"
"You um...might want to go clean the blood off first."
"Oh...ok" I went into the girls room down the hall and looked at my face, it was a little swollen and my lip was split open and oozing blood. My head was still swimming a bit but like hell I'd tell Soda that right now.
I wet some paper towels and dabbed at my bloody lip, well, that was as good as it was gonna get.
I excited the bathroom and took Soda's hand as we walked to math class, in no great rush as we were already over 15 minutes late, earning us a dirty look from the teacher.
We took the only two seats left in the back of the room all the way in the corner. I sat down and reached next to me to get my notebook out of my bag...my bag...I must have dropped it when Randy grabbed me.
"Shit" I hissed under my breath.
"What?" Soda whispered.
"I dropped my book bag."
"Here, take mine." Soda said holding out his notebook and pencil to me. "Take it, she won't think twice about me not paying attention."
I reached out to take notebook from Soda when he saw the thumb print shaped bruise on my wrist. "God damn it" Soda growled holding my wrist.
"Excuse me?" The teacher said turning around and waiting for a reply.
"Nothing ma'am, sorry." Soda said slouching down in his seat a bit.
Soda waited for a few moments until everyone's attention was off us again, before reaching out and taking my wrist, examining the bruise before he lifted it to his lips, gently kissing the purple welt that was forming.
True to his word Soda did not go after Randy, even though I knew it was a hit to his pride. We both heard the whispers around school that Soda was afraid of Randy, or that he wasn't going to defend me, but at my urging he kept ignoring them.
About two weeks after the incident Randy had gone out to his car and found his tires slashed, and the insides covered in wet, sticky, flour...I chose to look the other way.
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A/N – Song is Jesse's Girl by Rick Springfield…someone's a little jealous…! So, not the longest chapter in the world but better then nothing? Review please!
