BEVERLY'S POV
The rest of the Sunday after breakfast I mostly stayed in my room and did school work or read a book. Pony had recently recommended me a few new books to read. He was an avid reader for how young he was and in the advanced English class as a freshman. I was a junior and he was only one class behind me for English.
The next few days of school were completely normal but I noticed my usual group of friends had been avoiding me and not really talking to me. I didn't think anything of it until I said hi to Isabelle, one of my closest friends in the group, and she blatantly ignored me. After school I decided I'd confront them about it.
"Hey Isabelle!" I walked over towards her and a group of a familiar faces. She looked at me but instead of turning away from me like she'd been doing all week, she looked directly at me with a smug look on her face.
"What do you want?" she hissed. The other girls standing with her now also had their attention on me.
"Why have you guys been avoiding me all week?" I asked nice as possible. I didn't want to give her more of a reason to act bitchy towards me.
She kind of laughed at that, "I'm surprised, you're so smart and you haven't put two and two together yet. We know what you did with Tim on your date, most of the grade does. That's so disgusting and I don't think anyone wants to be seen with a dirt girl like you. Maybe the grease balls would be a better fit."
My heart began to pound. What was she talking about? And why would she use the term grease balls, she's no soc, if anything she was closer to being a greaser.
"Isabelle," I paused. I was so taken aback I didn't even know what to say, "what are you talking about? All Tim and I did was watch the movie and I didn't even stay for the whole thing. We didn't even kiss."
"Yeah well maybe you didn't get to finish the movie because you were too busy well.. you know, but you sure did more than kiss," she scoffed.
"No I don't know," I was enraged, "and you weren't there so you wouldn't know either."
"Actually Tim told me, and a bunch of other kids," Isabelle looked at the girls around her and they all were nodding.
"Whatever he told you wasn't true. He wanted to fool around so I left the movies, honest."
"Sure Bev whatever you say. True or not, everyone thinks that now so I think I can speak on behalf on all of us when I say we don't want to be seen around you," her answer was still firm, but I sensed a sadness in her. We had been friends for almost two years but I guess not anymore, because of a rumor? A fake rumor Tim had made up because I said no to him. This was ridiculous. A thing that guys get worshipped for can get a girl shunned by all of her friends. And it wasn't even true!
Before Isabelle could even get a reaction from me I turned to walk away. I didn't wait for Pony, he was probably already at home, or hanging out with Johnny and Dally. Darry, Soda, and Steve were all at work and Two Bit was who knows where. Probably drinking with some of his older friends.
Once I was out of sight from anyone at school, I began to sprint home. Tears raced down my face as I ran fast as I could. I felt like I was going to be sick. A mix of emotions, anger, sadness, fear, took over my body. All I had wanted was to go home but I couldn't. I just continued running until the area surrounding me was unfamiliar. Then I began to ran home, it wasn't that hard to navigate.
I bursted through the front door and felt my legs give out from under me. I collapsed to the ground and cried my suppressed tears from earlier. How much more pathetic could I get. I didn't even look around the room before I fell so I just hoped no one was in there to see how dumb I probably looked. But, to my dismay, I felt someone rush over to me and wrap their arms around me. Maybe it wasn't such a bad thing though, I didn't want to be alone right now. I just hoped it was one of my brothers.
"Shh, I'm here," a calming voice shushed me. It was Dally. All I could do was nestle my face further into his chest and sob even more. I hugged him tight and felt him lift me up and carry me over to the couch. Honestly Dally and I weren't best friends, I wasn't that close with any of the greasers, not yet at least. We'd only really been talking the past few days, but I needed someone right now and I surely didn't mind that someone being him. He sat on the couch with me while he held me in his arms. I couldn't tell you how long we sat there, and while it was a terrible moment for me, it was also sorta nice because Dally was there comforting me the whole time. Showing emotion I didn't know he was capable of.
Eventually my waterfall of tears stopped. Dally gave me a tissue and a glass of water. Once I wiped my tears with the tissue he held my face in his hands and lightly kissed my forehead. He was probably eager to know what happened, but had yet to ask. That didn't last for long though.
"Beverly," he said sounding concerned, but still talking in a comforting voice, "what happened?"
"Nothing, it's really no big deal," I realized my voice was shaking and my body was slightly shaking, I don't know if it was because of how upset I was or the absurd amount running I just did on my way home from school.
"Whatever it is, it's a big deal if it's causing you to be this upset. Tell me what happened."
I told Dally everything from my friends, well ex-friends now I guess, avoiding me all week to the conversation me and Isabelle just had. The more I explained the more rage I could see grow in his eyes.
"When I get a hold of this guy he's gonna have some serious regrets about saying that. And hurting you."
I didn't even say anything, I just stared at him blankly. He ran his fingers through my hair comforting me and I laid my head on his shoulder. Within the next minute Pony and Johnny walked through the front door. They were caught up in whatever they were yapping about until they noticed me and Dal on the couch. They both gave confused looks. I realized they were probbaly confused on why my head was on his shoulder when we're probably the least likely people on the planet to hangout. Pony avoided that awkward conversation by asking what I "looked so down about." I told him and Johnny the same thing I told Dally and their reactions were almost identical to his. They were ready to beat the hell out of Tim and part of me wanted them to. I didn't really like fighting and all that stuff but Tim was messing with me big time and now I had close to no friends, for no reason.
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A/N i'm sorry if this was a weird part to end the chapter at. this is my first story and i'm trying to learn still. please leave suggestions or opinions at any point in my chapters. again, thank u lots for reading!!
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me & the greasers (a dally love story)
RomanceBeverly Curtis is your pretty average seventeen year old except for a few bumps in the road. She has the three coolest brothers and what seems like a bunch of bad ass friends. She gets a closer look into the greasers one of them really catches her e...