*FLASHBACK*
I was sitting outside on the monkey bars at the park, when a couple of boys approached me. Socs. I could easily tell by the way they walked and dressed. Great gonna ruin my cancer stick break.... "Hey Dollface. What's a pretty girl like you doing out here all alone? Huh?" I took a long drag from my smoke before looking up. The soc that was standing before me was a blonde boy wearing a red madra and khakis. "Beat it. Your on my turf now." Truth be told I was scared to death. I may not act like it but I was. I was so scared right now........I wanted my big brother to hold me in his arms and tell me it's ok. To tell me that the Socs are nothing but white trash with mustangs and madras. But he wasn't here to do that. Guess it's up to me to defend Greaser Territory now. As the Socs stepped closer, my hand lingered towards my back pocket. "Feisty, I like it. The name's Robert Sheldon. My friends call my Bob. But you sweet thing can call me whatever you want..." I knew it! Trying to be flirty with me, huh? "How about a jerk!"
Bob's eyes stared coldly into mine. "Get her." In less then 10 seconds I was running for My life. This is the 10th time this week might I add. Anyway I was running for my life when I heard a familiar voice echo from an alley way. "Guys ever play 52 pick up?" My head snapped to its left then to its right. Once I realized that the Socs where still a block behind me I knew I didn't have much time. "Dallas!!!! Help!!!! Come on ya stupid greaser, help me!!!!" Tap. Tap. Tap. Footsteps. The Socs where getting closer. Jump, rape, or kill. They were gonna do one of the three things to me. The last time I ran into them they made me lose a lot of blood......and my brother was pissed. "DALLAS!!!!!!
*FLASHBACK OVER*
"DALLAS!!!!!!" Running up the steps and into Dally's room, I threw myself at his bed and began jumping on it. "Hey cut it out will ya! Come on ya little Punk let me sleep." I giggled and lied down next to Dally so that I was facing him. I began stroking his hair. I stroked it for a while before I placed a kiss on his cheek and snuggled into him. No, Dally isn't my boyfriend. He is my bestest friend ever!!! "Hey Dally?" I watched as Dally's eyes fluttered open, "Hmmmm......" I reluctantly sat up and crawled off the bed,"We gotta go to Pony's for breakfast and I wanna get there earlier then the others in order to help out." I heard Dally's face pull up into a smirk, "Sure ya do....." Damn. He knew. He always knows. "You know ya just wanna see Soda." I immediately gagged at his name and Dallas laughed. "Come on Kennedy. Let's go see your boyfriend..."
I grabbed Dally hard and turned him so he was facing me. "He ain't my boyfriend Winston!" He just rolled his eyes and strolled outside to feel the morning breeze. "Let's go Minnie!" I again got angry and slapped him. "Only my brother can call me that! He's my Mickey! And I'm his Minnie only we are siblings and not in love like Mickey and Minnie!!!!!" As Dallas and I strolled we talked about things............and Soda...........till we were right down the road from the Curtis house. Because someone stopped us by pouncing on me. The nerve...,"Get the hell off of me! If you a greaser scat! If your a Soc get the hell out of my sight before me and my boyfriend pound your face in!" Yes even though me and Dally aren't dating we decided since the day I was jumped he was my "boyfriend".
Plus I sleep with him every night....and not the sexual way ya dumb dirty minded sickos! People even assume we are dating even the Curtis gang themselves! Boy, they don't know me as well as they thought they did if they think the one and only, Kennedy Matthews, would date the one and only, Dallas Winston. Don't get me wrong! Dally's a cutie, I've even told him that if we weren't best buds and I sadly didn't had a crush on a boy I knew I would never end up with then I WOULD date him. But since we are best buds and I do have a crush on a boy I knew I would never end up with I'M NOT DATING DALLAS WINSTON!! Ya you heard me right Sodapop Curtis...I'M NOT DATING DALLAS WINSTON!!
"Now that hurt...you have some cold words Kennedy." I knew that voice so well....it's the voice I want to wake up to every morning. "Hey Pepsi~Cola. What's up?" Soda hopped down from my back and stood next to me. "Breakfast at my house. You wanna help me out again Ken?" I eagerly nodded. Two whole hours alone with Soda. It's too late to change...I grabbed on to Soda's hand and we raced inside as Dally left to go find his bud Johnny Cade. Which wasn't really hard. But Dally knew I wanted alone time with Soda so he left and is probably stalling poor Johnny Cakes.
I started to set the table because Soda wanted to change out of his cute pjs. Which are really just Darry's old sweats but they look adorable on Sodapop. Anyway I was setting the table when I heard a voice from the living room. Ponyboy. "Pony!" He rushed into the kitchen and hugged me. "Hey Ken. You hanging with Soda again?" I just nodded as Pony wrapped his arms around me from behind as I worked. Which this normally lasts about ten minutes every morning but I love it. I love them. I love Soda.
"Hey Pony! Get your hands off my sister! It's my turn!" My brother Keith who has been going by Two-Bit rushed inside and grabbed a beer before hugging me and sitting down to watch Mickey Mouse. With the whole chocolate cake might I add. Typical Keith. Anyways as I stood alone in the kitchen a pair of arms wrapped around me, "I really need to tell Dary to get a fire extinguisher, because you're Smoking..." I giggled.
"Hey Soda. How's it going?" He gently placed his head on my shoulder. "Smooth. I guess... But Dary yelled at Pony again last night." I frowned; poor Soda has to deal with Dary and Pony fighting all the time. "What Ponyboy do this time?" Soda just shook his head, "Don't even know. All I knew is when I saw Dary yell...it made me... Kinda happy." I looked at Soda with wide eyes, "What why?!"
Soda frowned slightly before smiling like an idiot. "Because it made me think of you..." Before I knew what was happening I was staring into the eyes of Sodapop Curtis himself. Soda slowly pulled me closer and sighed happily. "S-Soda do you-" I was too scared to even finish my sentence. Soda responded with a hum. Still a little wonky I placed my face into his chest. He likes me. He actually likes me..."No, I don't. I don't like you at all." I frowned realizing I said that out loud and realizing I was wrong.
Soda tilted my chin up so I was facing him again. "Liking you wouldn't be enough. It woulnever be enough. Now loving you is a different story. Although I still don't think that would be enough...here." Soda lifted me so my legs wrapped around his torso, and my arms around his neck. "Perfect." Then he kissed me right there in the middle of the kitchen. He placed me on the counter and just wouldn't stop. Soda's lucky I never wanted this to end.
It's been about half an hour and Soda and I are still at it. He already tore my shirt so that my neck and shoulder were exposed and heck, I don't even know where my pants are! But I'm loving this. Just as I was about to strip Soda of his shirt (because we took his pants off first) Dary and Dally walked in the kitchen. My eyes widened when I saw the way Dally looked at me. "Dallas! Oh my God! Knocking is still an option!" I panted, then looked into the eyes of my now half naked boyfriend who had me pinned to the kitchen counter.
"Sorry Dary. I wasn't thinking. Well I was but I just couldn't stop myself..." Soda mumbled quickly before racing me up to his room and into his bed for a night of fun. As we raced up the stairs we could hear Dary say, "Lucky we caught them and not Keith." Before laughing his greasy butt off with Dally.
