forbidden fruit~sodapop curtis

drag race?

finley's pov

"finley get your ass out of bed," gran said knocking on my door. "what time is it?" i asked. "nearly 8," she said. "bloody hell gran i'm going back to sleep," i said. "nope, we've got things to do darlin' let's go," she said and took my blankets.

"git," i whispered. i slowly got out of bed and got ready before i went downstairs. "you know i'm not a morning person," i said as i sat down. "well you're gonna be," she said. "i'm off to work, i'll see you both tonight," grandpa said. "bye," we both said.

"what do we need to be doing?" i asked as she handed me a piece of toast. "well i was hoping to go introduce you to more people today, no teenager wanted to stay at home with their grandmother all summer," she said.

"well, i don't mind it too much, but whatever you say," i smiled. "but i'm sleeping in tomorrow," i added. "oh fine," she said. "let's get going," she said.

we went and got into her car and she drove to dingo diner. "i just ate toast," i said. "you'll be hungry, come on," she said. "i've been here before gran," i laughed. "i know, come on," she said.

we sat down and waited for our order to be taken. we both got waffles and chocolate milk. "dad would've never let me get waffles," i said. "i'm not your father now am i?" she said. "thank the heavens above," i said and she laughed.

"hi mrs. beck," i looked up at who was talking to gran and it was sodapop. "you seem to show up a lot," i said. "it's tuesday, we're both always here," he smiled. "i see," i said.

"would you like to join us?" gran asked. "happy too," he said. i scoot over and he sat down next to me. "so, why are you here for the summer?" he asked. i looked at gran, wondering if i should tell him the real reason or not. she shook her head. "just wanted to spend time with my gran," i said.

"that's great," he said. he always had a smile on his face. it was kind of....creepy. maybe i'm just so used to nobody in my family smiling that it seems weird.

"well, if you want too, and it's okay with amelia, me and my friends are gonna go watch a drag race tonight, you're welcome to come," he said. i looked at gran. she nodded. "uh yeah, yeah sure," i laughed. "perfect you can come to my house at 7, we'll be playin cards then go," he said. "ok," i said.

when me and gran got back home i looked at her. "i'm not gonna get raped am i?" i asked her. "of course not, all of sodapop's friends are good boys, well except dallas but he digs okay," she said.

"okay," i said nervously. "what do people wear to drag races?" i asked. "just wear jeans and a flannel, nobody cares around here," she said. "what about greasers and socs?" i asked. "socs will give ya all sorts of shit for hanging around greasers, but you don't gotta worry about that," she said. "yes ma'am," i said.

once the time came, gran took me to sodapop's. i was nervous of course, i rarely put myself out there, let alone with people i haven't met. i knocked on the door and an unfamiliar face answered. "who are you?" the boy asked. "finley, who are you?" i said.

"steve, come on in, sodapop!" he yelled. i walked inside and the door closed behind me. there was at least 7 guys here. sodapop ran out and smiled. "glad you made it," he said. "yeah thanks for inviting me," i said. "course, come on i'll introduce you to everyone," he said.

"guys, this is finley, finley this is two-bit, steve, johnny, and dallas, and then my brothers that you've already met before," he said. "nice to meet you," i said.

"are you guys like datin?" dallas asked. "no," i said. "shut up dal, anyway we're playin' poker, you know how to play?" he asked. i nodded. "where'd ya learn?" darry asked. "gran," i said. he smiled. "she always was a good player," he replied and i nodded. i won a few hands before we left for the drag race. they were all pretty nice, dallas was definitely intimidating, johnny was quiet. two-bit was pretty funny.

"so finley, you're from london right?" sodapop asked as we found seats. "yeah," i said. "what's it like?" he asked. "pretty quiet, really different than it is here," i said. "i like the people, everybody's nice, unless they're old and grouchy," i added. he laughed. i smiled. "what about your family? amelia only ever talks about you," he said. "well i have an older brother, he's deaf, and my dad," i said. "just the three of us,"

"it's just me and my two brothers at home too, and the guys of course," he said and i nodded. "my parents died about a year ago," he added. "i'm sorry to hear that, my mum died when i was 13, cancer," i said. "man, i'm sorry," he said. "it's alright," i said. "so how old are your brothers?" i asked. "darry's 21, ponyboys 14 almost 15 , i'm 17," he said.

"that's nice, my brother jackson's 19, i'm 17," i said. "pretty close then," he said and i nodded. "thanks for inviting me, i love my grandparents but i was scared i'd be stuck with them all summer," i laughed. "of course," he said.

"hey finley, come meet my girlfriend evie!" steve said. "be right there," i said back and walked over to them. "hey, i'm finley," i said. "evie, nice to meet you," she said. "you too, i didn't know they actually knew girls based on how many guys there are," i said and she laughed. "they don't," she said. i smiled.

it turns out, they're actually really fun to be around. as terrified as i was, there was no reason for me to be. evie was really sweet, and all the guys were fun and acted like they'd known me for years.

"let me walk ya home," sodapop said. "oh you really don't need too," i said. "no really i want too, don't want any socs showin' up," he said. "okay," i laughed. "you said your brothers deaf right?" he asked as we started to walk. "yeah," i said. "does that mean you know sign language?" he asked and i nodded. "that's real cool, i can barely learn one language let alone two," he said and i laughed. "it took me awhile to get it down," i replied.

"well, maybe i could learn a thing or two from you," he said. "maybe," i smiled. we got back to my grans and stood awkwardly outside. "thanks again for inviting me, it was fun," i said. "anytime, you're fun to hang around finley," he said. "you are too," i said. "also, weird question but is your last name beck too?" he asked. "it's gray," i said. "good to know," he said. "see you later,"

"bye," i said and went inside.

y'all i'm so rusty with my writing holy