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kassidy
it was finally friday and i was in my last class of the day, history. it was kind of interesting but at the same time boring as hell. especially since i have zero friends in that class, not even acquaintances. even though i don't have friends in that class i still disrupt it. that sure doesn't change anything.
i took a piece of bubble gum out of my pocket, putting my feet on the table in front of me, then chewing the gun continuously so i could eventually blow a bubble. i tend to put my feet on the table a lot but nobody bothers to say anything so why stop?
"kassidy winston to the front office please." called the intercom. i wasn't too surprised, it happens a lot. everyone eventually stopped saying 'ooh' each time i got called down, it started getting old. rolling my eyes, i get up and head to the office. i wonder what i'd be in for this time.
as i was getting closer to the office i started thinking about all the things i have done in the past few weeks. nothing was ringing a bell. approaching the principles office, i saw ponyboy walk out with a conflicted look on his face. we gave each other a quick glance before returning to our original task. i wonder why he was in there.
"so, kassidy, it comes to my attention that you have physically hurt Bob Sheldon on school grounds." I immediately groan hearing that cocky fuckers name. I absolutely despised Bob Sheldon, I've always had a very deep hatred for him.
"in my defense, he was harassing one of my friends." it was true, he was being a dick to ponyboy. but he probably wouldn't believe me. "i don't have time for your lies kassidy. tell me the truth right now before i suspend you."
i roll my eyes for about the millionth time today. "i don't understand why you don't believe me? is it because im dallys sister? or is it because bob is wealthy and his parents contribute to the school almost every week and all i am is a poor little girl who doesn't have good parents?" i do a fake pout. out smarting teachers is probably my top ten favorite things to do. i may not be smart with books, but i am smart when it comes to fooling with people's minds. it makes me feel like i can actually do something.
with that, i walk right out of the room and back to class to get my things and go home. everyone in the class has already left, including the teacher. thankfully, my teacher doesn't really care about safety so he leaves his door unlocked. all my things were in the exact same place that i left them. i threw my bag over my shoulder and almost ran out of the classroom, wanting to get out of there as quickly as i could. but as i was doing so, i ran straight into ponyboys chest.
"hey, what're you still doing here?" i fixed my hair a bit, smoothed down my shirt and kept walking with ponyboy. "just wanted to make sure you were okay."
"well I'm alright. it's just that the principal bothers me so much. he's so annoying and he probably thinks he's better than everyone else because of his mustache." pony chuckles a little bit and nods his head in agreement. i knew pony hated our principal as much as i do, maybe even more. "i wonder what happens if he gets sauce stuck in it. like wouldn't that be embarrassing?"
by now we were out of the building and overwhelmed by the scorching hot sun. a black outfit probably wasn't the best choice considering the weather. but whatever, it's too late now. i take off my leather jacket and pack it away in my bag. and of course the exhaust left behind from each car blew into our faces made it even more humid. thankfully i only have to walk back home from this hell hole for one month. after that it's summer and then pony and i become sophomores. which means we'll be seniors soon.
man, that's crazy. it seems like just last week that we (the gang) were little and out in the front yard messing around. dally pulling on my hair then blaming it on someone from the gang just to make me mad. but that was over 10 years ago, back when dallas was innocent and full of life. when I felt safe with him. then something changed. it was because our parents eventually stopped caring about us. so he must have stopped caring too.
I was 11 and dally was 13. that's how old we were when our mom left. it was all happy and joyous in the house when she was around. she was the most enthusiastic person I've ever met (still to this day). then one day, she just left, without saying a word. it affected dallas the most, he was always a momma's boy. he loved her more than anything, he'd cry whenever our mom and dad fought. he thought that one day it would get so bad she'd leave. I had that fear too but I didn't think it would ever happen. I tried to push all of those thoughts out of my head.
after a week of her being gone you could tell she had left. the house was a mess, the only thing in the fridge was milk and beer. our dad became more snappy and rude. he didn't care what trouble we got into, he didn't care where we went or who we were with. not even what time we came home. we could come home in a month without telling him and he would not give a flying fuck.
that's when dallas became who he is today. he saw so much of our dads behavior he thought that was how he should act too. I was the only one left that cleaned up, prepared meals and made sure everyone was safe. but I was also 11, 11 and naive. so i believed almost anything and everything. and dally knew this. so him being him, he took advantage of my unawareness. dallas taught me things, well, more like told me. he told me that i needed to be like him so nothing bad would ever happen to me. so I didn't get hurt. naturally, I listened.
and now, here I am.
yiKES I HAVENT UPDATED IN SUCH A LONG TIME OMFG. IM SO SORRY FOR THOSE OF YOU THAT HAVE WAITED FOR ANOTHER (short ass) CHAPTER. holy fuck okay, so I've been working on this chapter for a while because I've just been losing my flow with this story. but now I'm back. but I also apologize for this chapter being so short and uneventful. it's more of a filler chapter since I just wanted to post a little something for those of you that have been wanting me to update. all two of you.
anyways, I hope all of you have a nice summer and I'll try and update sometime soon:)
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