I slowly maid my way into the local greaser hang out, I sat at the bar. I was new in town, and I didn't know anyone, I got a Dr. Pepper, and headed back out. I wasn't watching were I was going, and bumped into someone, I figured it was a Soc, so I jumped back up ready to fight.
"Watch it Soc!" I yelled, and the young boy I'd ran into stood.
"I ain't no Soc....Who are you?" He asked, I looked down. The boy looked about fourteen, and had dark brown-reddish hair, his eyes were green-gray. He wore a light blue cappuccio jacket, and blue jeans, he had a black cintura on.
"I'm Babydoll Rose." I informed with a smile now. "What's your name?" I asked, and he looked a bit off. I tapped my foot and waited, he never detto a thing. "Yo! Earth to dude! Your name? What's wrong with you?" I asked, and he stared.
"It's just your name.....it's so-" I cut him off.
"Weird, I know. Name please?" I asked again.
"No, I think your name is unique...." He said, I looked around.
"You think my name is unique? " I asked, nobody had ever told me my name was 'Unique' before, and he just did.
"Well, yeah, me and my brother got names like yours. I'm Ponyboy, my brothers name is Sodapop." He told me.
"Wow.... Your dad must be an original person right?" I asked.
"Used to be," Ponyboy looked down sadly. "He and my Mom died in a car accident a few years ago...." He kept his eyes on the ground.
"I'm sorry Ponyboy, I didn't know...." I apologized.
"It's fine, no harm done." He smiled at me then. "Wanna come hang with me and Johnny in the lot?" He asked, I was confused.
"The wha?" I asked, he shook his head.
"Your new here aren't you?" He asked, I only nodded yes. "Follow me, I'll mostra te around." He smiled.
"Thanks, for mostrare me around te know...." I thanked him, as we walked. I was a bit confused about where we were going, but soon we walked up to a boy that looked kinda sad. He had black hair, and dark, almost black looking eyes. He was wearing a blue jean jacket, and jeans with a black shirt. He looked like he had a cut on his face, as we got closer I realized he did have a cut on his face.
"A, Johnny!" Ponyboy detto once we got close, he hugged the dark haired boy named Johnny.
"Who's this?" Johnny asked, and I smiled.
"I'm Babydoll Rose." He smiled back, and sat on an old car seat, looked like it was from an old truck. It was blue, I flopped down beside him and Ponyboy.
"So, are te new?" Johnny asked, I nodded yes.
"Very, I just moved here with my sisters Brook, and Emma." I said, they looked confused.
"But, your name is so much più original than there's....." Ponyboy trailed off.
"Well, yeah..... I'm the youngest, and Emma's the middle child. Brooke is oldest." I informed. "She's only seventeen, but she's about to be eighteen." I continued, and they both listened.
"My Mom abandon us, and Dad's in prison. If he finds us when he gets out, he'll probably kill us..." I sighed when I was finished.
Ponyboy, and Johnny sat for a few minuets before they spoke.
"Wow.... te think he'll ever find you?" Ponyboy asked, I nodded no,
"Not here, I hope." I got up. "I should go, Brooke's probably worried about me.... te guys wouldn't wanna unisciti us for cena would ya?" I asked being nice to my new friends.
"Sure, I'll go..... Ponyboy?" Johnny asked.
"I should asked Darry and Soda if they wanna come, would that be okay?" Ponyboy asked, I nodded yes.
"That's fine." I smiled, "Let's go...." I encouraged.
We walked down the street, and found ourselves in front of a little house, it looked really cozy.
"Here we are." Ponyboy smiled, "Darry, Soda, I'm home!" He yelled, and just opened it, but it was his house, so it was fine. I sat on the porch unsure if I could go in o not, I waited, and Ponyboy came out to get me.
"Come on it Babydoll." He detto cheerfully. I stood, and slowly walked into the house, the door slammed behind me. I jumped at first, but thought about it, a grease ain't supposed to be scared of anything! I stomped my foot, and flopped on the couch, there were two boys in the house, and they both stared. They both had dark hair like Ponyboys. One looked about twenty, and the other sixteen. The one that looked totally handsome had sparkling blue eyes, the sixteen anno old looking one. This must have been Soda I thought. The taller one that looked about twenty, had blue-green eyes, and he looked terrifying to me. I shivered when my gaze met his, that must be Darry, I thought.
"Babydoll, ain't there something te want to asked?" Ponyboy and Johnny both reminded.
"Oh, um....I should start with this," I began standing. "I would like to asked te guys to cena tonight, if you'd like to come over....?" I asked, a little hesitation in my voice.
"Okay, sound good Darry?" The one I assumed was Soda said, I knew it!
"Alright......You ain't a Soc are you?" He asked a slight chuckle in his voice.
"No way, all a Soc is, is white trash with Mustangs and madras." I joked, and Ponyboy and Johnny laughed. "What?" I asked, and Ponyboy smiled a wide stricken smile.
"I told a Soc that's what they were just a couple nights ago...." He snickered. I laughed out loud.
"Dude, no joke?" I asked laughing.
"It's true..." Johnny detto through his laughter.
"We-We should probably go before Brooke decides I need a night in jail......" I laughed.
When we got about three feet from the house we could smell the food.
"Mmmm.." Soda smiled, "Wonder what's cooking?" He asked.
"I know that smell," I pointed out. "It's her famous homemade soup. You'll Amore it!" I smiled, and skipped in the house, the boys all close behind.
"Brooke, Emma, I hope te don't mind, some Friends followed me!" I yelled.
"New Friends already?" Emma asked rounding the corner, she froze. "Wha.....Soda?" She asked, how did she know him?
"Emma?" Soda asked, and she blinked.
"Babydoll/Emma how do te know Soda?!" We both asked each other at the same time.
"Well," I began. "I met Ponyboy, and Johnny, and we wen't to Ponyboy's and I met Soda and Darry there. What about you?" I asked, and Emma shrugged.
"He works at the gas station, me and Brooke were up there earlier , and I was talking to Soda." She blushed. She likes Soda! I thought, I blinked.
"'Kay....dinner almost done?" I asked rolling my eyes at my sisters blush to Soda.
"Sure is, I'll call te when it's done....." Brooke smiled, she didn't seem to like any of the boy's like Emma did.
"So, wanna watch TV?" I asked, and Ponyboy nodded.
"Yeah...." We all walked into the living room and sat on the divano and chairs.
We watched Scooby-Doo. Nice, I thought, the first time any goodish greaser boy's come over in a new town, we watch Scooby-Doo. I sighed, and then I was saved da Brooke.
"Dinner!" She yelled, and we walked into the kitchen. The la minestra, zuppa was good, and everyone enjoyed it.
When it came time for everyone to go home I walked out on the porch.
"Night guys!" I smiled, and waved.
"See te at school tomorrow Babydoll!" Ponyboy yelled, and I smiled, I would have a friend at school after all.
"Watch it Soc!" I yelled, and the young boy I'd ran into stood.
"I ain't no Soc....Who are you?" He asked, I looked down. The boy looked about fourteen, and had dark brown-reddish hair, his eyes were green-gray. He wore a light blue cappuccio jacket, and blue jeans, he had a black cintura on.
"I'm Babydoll Rose." I informed with a smile now. "What's your name?" I asked, and he looked a bit off. I tapped my foot and waited, he never detto a thing. "Yo! Earth to dude! Your name? What's wrong with you?" I asked, and he stared.
"It's just your name.....it's so-" I cut him off.
"Weird, I know. Name please?" I asked again.
"No, I think your name is unique...." He said, I looked around.
"You think my name is unique? " I asked, nobody had ever told me my name was 'Unique' before, and he just did.
"Well, yeah, me and my brother got names like yours. I'm Ponyboy, my brothers name is Sodapop." He told me.
"Wow.... Your dad must be an original person right?" I asked.
"Used to be," Ponyboy looked down sadly. "He and my Mom died in a car accident a few years ago...." He kept his eyes on the ground.
"I'm sorry Ponyboy, I didn't know...." I apologized.
"It's fine, no harm done." He smiled at me then. "Wanna come hang with me and Johnny in the lot?" He asked, I was confused.
"The wha?" I asked, he shook his head.
"Your new here aren't you?" He asked, I only nodded yes. "Follow me, I'll mostra te around." He smiled.
"Thanks, for mostrare me around te know...." I thanked him, as we walked. I was a bit confused about where we were going, but soon we walked up to a boy that looked kinda sad. He had black hair, and dark, almost black looking eyes. He was wearing a blue jean jacket, and jeans with a black shirt. He looked like he had a cut on his face, as we got closer I realized he did have a cut on his face.
"A, Johnny!" Ponyboy detto once we got close, he hugged the dark haired boy named Johnny.
"Who's this?" Johnny asked, and I smiled.
"I'm Babydoll Rose." He smiled back, and sat on an old car seat, looked like it was from an old truck. It was blue, I flopped down beside him and Ponyboy.
"So, are te new?" Johnny asked, I nodded yes.
"Very, I just moved here with my sisters Brook, and Emma." I said, they looked confused.
"But, your name is so much più original than there's....." Ponyboy trailed off.
"Well, yeah..... I'm the youngest, and Emma's the middle child. Brooke is oldest." I informed. "She's only seventeen, but she's about to be eighteen." I continued, and they both listened.
"My Mom abandon us, and Dad's in prison. If he finds us when he gets out, he'll probably kill us..." I sighed when I was finished.
Ponyboy, and Johnny sat for a few minuets before they spoke.
"Wow.... te think he'll ever find you?" Ponyboy asked, I nodded no,
"Not here, I hope." I got up. "I should go, Brooke's probably worried about me.... te guys wouldn't wanna unisciti us for cena would ya?" I asked being nice to my new friends.
"Sure, I'll go..... Ponyboy?" Johnny asked.
"I should asked Darry and Soda if they wanna come, would that be okay?" Ponyboy asked, I nodded yes.
"That's fine." I smiled, "Let's go...." I encouraged.
We walked down the street, and found ourselves in front of a little house, it looked really cozy.
"Here we are." Ponyboy smiled, "Darry, Soda, I'm home!" He yelled, and just opened it, but it was his house, so it was fine. I sat on the porch unsure if I could go in o not, I waited, and Ponyboy came out to get me.
"Come on it Babydoll." He detto cheerfully. I stood, and slowly walked into the house, the door slammed behind me. I jumped at first, but thought about it, a grease ain't supposed to be scared of anything! I stomped my foot, and flopped on the couch, there were two boys in the house, and they both stared. They both had dark hair like Ponyboys. One looked about twenty, and the other sixteen. The one that looked totally handsome had sparkling blue eyes, the sixteen anno old looking one. This must have been Soda I thought. The taller one that looked about twenty, had blue-green eyes, and he looked terrifying to me. I shivered when my gaze met his, that must be Darry, I thought.
"Babydoll, ain't there something te want to asked?" Ponyboy and Johnny both reminded.
"Oh, um....I should start with this," I began standing. "I would like to asked te guys to cena tonight, if you'd like to come over....?" I asked, a little hesitation in my voice.
"Okay, sound good Darry?" The one I assumed was Soda said, I knew it!
"Alright......You ain't a Soc are you?" He asked a slight chuckle in his voice.
"No way, all a Soc is, is white trash with Mustangs and madras." I joked, and Ponyboy and Johnny laughed. "What?" I asked, and Ponyboy smiled a wide stricken smile.
"I told a Soc that's what they were just a couple nights ago...." He snickered. I laughed out loud.
"Dude, no joke?" I asked laughing.
"It's true..." Johnny detto through his laughter.
"We-We should probably go before Brooke decides I need a night in jail......" I laughed.
When we got about three feet from the house we could smell the food.
"Mmmm.." Soda smiled, "Wonder what's cooking?" He asked.
"I know that smell," I pointed out. "It's her famous homemade soup. You'll Amore it!" I smiled, and skipped in the house, the boys all close behind.
"Brooke, Emma, I hope te don't mind, some Friends followed me!" I yelled.
"New Friends already?" Emma asked rounding the corner, she froze. "Wha.....Soda?" She asked, how did she know him?
"Emma?" Soda asked, and she blinked.
"Babydoll/Emma how do te know Soda?!" We both asked each other at the same time.
"Well," I began. "I met Ponyboy, and Johnny, and we wen't to Ponyboy's and I met Soda and Darry there. What about you?" I asked, and Emma shrugged.
"He works at the gas station, me and Brooke were up there earlier , and I was talking to Soda." She blushed. She likes Soda! I thought, I blinked.
"'Kay....dinner almost done?" I asked rolling my eyes at my sisters blush to Soda.
"Sure is, I'll call te when it's done....." Brooke smiled, she didn't seem to like any of the boy's like Emma did.
"So, wanna watch TV?" I asked, and Ponyboy nodded.
"Yeah...." We all walked into the living room and sat on the divano and chairs.
We watched Scooby-Doo. Nice, I thought, the first time any goodish greaser boy's come over in a new town, we watch Scooby-Doo. I sighed, and then I was saved da Brooke.
"Dinner!" She yelled, and we walked into the kitchen. The la minestra, zuppa was good, and everyone enjoyed it.
When it came time for everyone to go home I walked out on the porch.
"Night guys!" I smiled, and waved.
"See te at school tomorrow Babydoll!" Ponyboy yelled, and I smiled, I would have a friend at school after all.
Steve had come in, alcohol on his breath, swaying back and forth, not able to walk in a straight line.
“Steve, are you…” te start, but are cut off with a slap.
“Shut up, bitch.”
te sank to the floor in disbelief as he staggered into your bedroom.
And the tears ran down your face, and the hyperventilating began.
So here te were, lying on the cucina floor.
I thought for sure I was dead.
But I heard myself breathing. I heard the voices of people around me. I heard the word “coma” repeatedly da the doctors and nurses. I heard Ponyboy and Two-Bit’s voice.
And then I heard her voice. (Y/N)’s voice. I heard her crying, talking to me. About the gang, her day, reading, whatever. Sometimes softly Canto to herself.
One giorno I squeezed her hand, and she was laughing and crying all at the same time.
“I Amore te Johnny.” She whispered. “Just wake up.”
I tried so hard to answer her, but no words came out. I wanted to tell her I was ok, I would make it out of this, even though I would be paralyzed, I’d be fine. We’d be fine.
But all I can do now is squeeze her hand.