You're part of the Curtis family, the third child - two years older than Ponyboy. You all get along quite nicely, they've taught you everything you need to know. Expect love, of course they love you but you don't know anything about being romantic...
Ponyboy shakes me awake, I groan loudly. "I don't wanna goooo." I tell him, he tries to pick me up but it doesn't work to well. We ain't the strongest in the morning, I'll tell ya that!
I finally get out of bed and do my morning routine, get dressed, eat some food, brush my teeth, comb my hair, put a tad bit of makeup but not a whole bakery, and than Two-bit, Pony and I are off to school.
Wonderful High School, it ain't too bad it's just greasers like us get treated badly. We're the dirt, they don't care about us and we don't care about them. That's just how it be. "Ready for another adventure?" Two-bit ask, I look at him tiredly. "What do you think you're doin?" I ask him, he grabs a cardboard box and starts sliding down the hill on it. I guess that's one way to wake yourself up. "You're gonna get hurt sto-"
"My Micky shirt! Nooo!" He cries out, his Micky shirt is now dirty and scratched up. Ponyboy and I laugh at his silly incident. "C'mon dumbass, let's get to school." As we walk for another 5 minutes were greeted with different groups of socs and greasers standing by the entrance. "Greasers!" A group of socs yell- the ones that stabbed Dally. I send a dark glare their way, "Keep talkin' and you'll see where that gets ya!" I tell them, they laugh with their other soc friends. "What's a little broad like you gonna do?" I crack my knuckles and chuckle, "You don't wanna find out." Two-bit adds, slinging his arm around my shoulder.
The bell rings and we walk away, I don't waste a second to turn back and send a wink to the socs.
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The last bell of today finally rings and I slam my locker shut with my backpack on one shoulder. "How was school Pony?" I ask him, checking his face for any marks or bruises- because of his little situation last time with the socs. "I'm fine, I'm fine! Gosh, you're gonna mess up my hair." He complains as I ruffle his hair. Two-bits jumps on my back and starts slapping my back. I push him off and he stumbles back, we laugh at him.
Once we exit the building we head down to the park for a cool down, we walk around and smoke. "They're behind us.." Pony whispers, I take a small glance back and see the he mustang behind us. "Looks like we got company boys." I whisper, Two-bit and Pony both look at me nodding their heads.
We sit down at the set, minding our own business. "Look at them greasers, pathetic." The soc splashes some alcohol on us. "Look at them socs, waiting for a flood boys?" Two-bit ask I laugh at his comment. The socs fake laughter stops after Pony spits on them. We get up and run, they follow us around the park. One grabs the back of my jacket and pulls me go his side, "Aren't you a cutie?" He pulls my hair back and slams me to the ground. My breathing stops as I my back makes contact to the hard ground, I try and fight them off but theres three of them by me. "She's a fighter, you better watch it!" One of them yell, I bite the socs hand hard enough because the taste of blood fills my mouth.
He swats his hand back and holds it, one of the socs punch me straight in the eye. That's gonna leave a nasty bruise, I bawl my fist and punch the soc in the throat. At this point I don't care, I try to kick the others but ones on top of me and starts strangling me. "P-pony!! Two-" My throat is too raspy and closed to yell anymore, my breathing gets slow. I use all my strength and kick him in the balls, that stops him from touching me.
I quickly stand up, Pony is running to me with a big cut on his lip and Two-bit has a bloody nose. The socs get up and leave, running to their car. "Yo! Did I miss a fight?" The one person I did not wanna see just has to leave the hospital today. "Dal, we're not in the mood." I tell him, my voice hoarse. "Woahh, what happened to you doll?" I flick him off and grab my backpack. "I'm goin' home, c'mon pony."
"Put I just got here.. Gosh did you even bother to put up a fight?" He states grumply, I turn around and walk over to him. "Shut it Dallas Winston I'm not gonna here it from someone who doesn't have a single brain cell!" I snap at him, he chuckles and pulls up his pants that were sagging.
"You really don't know anything do you?" I scoff at his comment, glaring at him sharply. "Yeah, the only thing you know to do is get into everyones business!" He smiles at my response, "Atta girl, finally going by your name." I punch him in the jaw, making him fall back and hold the new bruise that's gonna form."A girl can hit!" I runs a hand through her hair, "I hate you sometimes you know that!" He laughs and gets up- watching your figure walk away,
"𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙖𝙙𝙖𝙨𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙖 𝙗𝙞𝙜 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩."
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"Gosh he really just pisses me off!" I slam the door and drop my backpack on the ground. Darry comes out from the kitchen, "What are you making a big deal out of?" I run both of my hands through my hair, stressed out of my mind. "Dallas Winston! He just-" Darry cuts me off, "What are you talkin-" I turn around to look at Darry, before I knew it his face turns from confusion to anger. "You've got to be kiddin' me! Did he do that to you?" Darry comes up to me and inspects my face, he touches my eyebrow bone and I winch in pain. "Stop! Please it hurts." I grab his wrist before he can do anything else, I can see the veins popping out of his neck and head.
He's pissed.
Pony walks into the house, his lip swollen from the cut. Darry's eyes scan his wounds, I've never seen Darry this mad. "Pony! Did Dally do that to you too?" Pony gives him a confused look, licking his lips he shakes his head. "A bunch of socs beat us up," He pause once Two-bit comes into the room, "See even Two-bit was there." Two-bit wipes his nose on his arm, "Yeah, they got us pretty good. (Y/n) kept up a fight, you taught her well Muscleman." Two-bit jokes, even after a fight he still has his humor.
"Where's Dally?" Darry ask, his voice more calmed now that he knows Dally didn't do this to me or the others. "Right here Superman." He comes into the room with a dark purple bruise and red surrounding his jaw. I hold in a laugh, "Did the socs get you too?" Darry ask, checking out his bruise. Dally scoffs, he lazily points at me. "She might've snapped." Darry looks at me and back at Dally, than back at me. A grin reaches his lips, one of his rare ones. Usually he has a stone mature look glued to his face, it's nice to see him somewhat joyful.
"Atta' girl, damn that's one nasty bruise." Darry puts his arm around me and pulls me close to him, ruffleing my hair as he gives me a side hug. "He deserved it." Dally rolls his eyes, "He deserved it, yeah yeah." He raises his voice high to mock me, Two-bit knocks the back of his head.
"Sometimes you need to be put in your place, Dal. " I tell him, he leans on his side- a smirk crawling onto his lips.
"Yeah, well I know a way to put you in your place baby."
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