Pocket knife ~ derry curtis

１ ᵂⁱⁿᵒⁿᵃ ᴿʸᵈᵉʳ- ᴾⁱᶜᵗᵘʳᵉ ᵀʰⁱˢ

" 𝘚𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘦, 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘳

𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘞𝘪𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘢 𝘙𝘺𝘥𝘦𝘳

𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘴𝘩𝘦'𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦

𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦 "

ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ɴᴇᴡ

ꜱʜᴇ ᴛʜʀᴇᴡ ᴀ ᴅᴀʀᴛ ᴀᴛ ᴀ ᴍᴀᴘ

So here she is , Click Jane Williams , driving her sleek black motorcycle, dark green helmet on her head tinted visor covering her face from view as she drove into Tulsa . she had been driving for hours from her Brooklyn home to her new town that she is to have her adventure.

She got slightly deeper into town , spotting a gas station called DX where she could stop and get some soda.

The rumble of a motorcycle is what caused Sodapop Curtis , the middle child of the Curtis brothers , to look up from his day dream and see a shiny black Harley Davidson pull up outside the shop with a black bommer jacket and jeaned rider whos face was cover with the visor of the green helmet they wore , he took a moment to admire the new looking but clearly older modal , that was well taken care of , the body barely had any scuffs and the tires had a small bit of mud but other than that every thing was almost perfect . he took another glance at the rider to see them pull of the helmet to , surprisingly, revel a young woman who looked around 18-20 with black hair that was in a low bun , bangs framing her face , tanned skin dotted with freckles , amber eyes that almost glowed , perfect full lips and a button nose .

to describe her : she was a goddess

His attention was once again brought to her when she walked into the store walking over to the , fridge for a soda , her jacket now tied around her waist with a white muscle tee with grease and mud smudged around the hem , the side of her black sports bra was visible , she turned and he could see a tattoo that covered part of her left shoulder and tricep , her arms were toned and knuckles bruised , the tattoo was a moth of some sort with a skull on the back and flowers surrounding it , it was beautifully done and and all black .

She had picked up a coke, a pack of gum and went to grab a pack of Marlboros, walking up the counter she finally met the eye of the boy behind the counter he was earing a black tee shirt and grease covered pants with a rag sticking of t of the pocket on the right side , clearly a greaser by the amount of grease in his hair that looked messy but clean at the same time.

Click stet the stuff down on the counter and waited to get the amount due

" hay your not from around here are you , I'm sodapop" the boy behind the counter, now known as sodapop, added sticking his hand out , as the girl snorted at the irony of them both having odd names.

she took his hand with firm grip the shouldn't have suspired him because if the size of her arms .

" I'm click, we both weird names" the older woman said with a small smile .

the random lady bug in my room says hi

~gsw