Darry, We're Coming Home

No. 10

I sat at a oval table, crossing my arms as I watched Marsha fawn over Johnny.

"Pony, you got to share you know." I grumbled at Dally's words, not wanting to hear them. It didn't matter that Marsha and Cherry don't know about Johnny's likes, I was still upset they are eyeing him like that. What I also wondered is if him and I are considered together now.

"Dally, can you keep a secret for me?" I wanted to tell him because I knew that him and Johnny were close. So, I felt it was important.

"Sure, kid, and I'm guessing I shouldn't tell Darry?" I nodded and beckoned him to come closer to me so I wouldn't have to speak so loud.

"Dally!" Cherry said, furrowing her eyebrows. "We need to go soon so we can get Pony home." He nodded and grabbed Johnny's and I arm, dragging us out the door and to the T-Bird. I watched Cherry wave goodbye to Marsha and open the door to the driver's seat.

"Alright, do we have everything?" She paused, soon we all nodded, "Good, now we can finally get home. I mean, get Pony home."

"Cherry, do you think Darry is going to kill me?"

"He'll skin you alive, Pony." Dally exaggerated.

"Don't go scaring him, Dal!" Cherry punched his arm.

"Stop yelling please." Everyone kept arguing and Johnny didn't want us to fight, I knew that, but Dal started it, and he knew it too.

"Well, well, well, if it ain't Dallas Winston."

"Tim."

"Keep slashing my tires and I'll-"

"You'll what? Beat me up?" Dally started laughing and got out of the car, in a fighting stance.

"Come and get me Shepard." He narrowed his eyes and smirked, biting his lip.

"Alright Dallas, but don't go crying to Darrell when I get you on the ground bleeding." Tim chuckled darkly and charged at Dally, fist ready to punch.