Eyes Wide Open

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I walk down the side walk of greaser territory as I had left work early. I'm a waitress at the Dingo. I changed from my uniform into my black skinny jeans, fitted red tank top, and a baby blue t-shirt covered by my light red hoodie and my charcoal grey converse. You can clearly tell I'm a greaser other than the fact that my hair is never greased, I rarely smoke, and I never drink. I hum along to a Elvis Presley song, jail house rock, as I move. "Do you want a haircut greaser?" I hear and look up. "No" was the answer that came from the greaser that looked real young 14 or 15. I hate socs evermore now that they hurt my brother. Beat him pretty good. Now he got a nasty scar that won't go away. Looking at the greaser I realize that is the dude my brother always chills with and his gang. What was his name Paul? No it was original totally rad..ah Ponyboy. The socs circle him and knock him to the ground. Holding a blade to his neck. I had enough of this Sugar Honey Ice Tea. "Leave him alone white trash." I call to the socs. "What did you say ya damn greaser?" The one with the blade asks. "You heard me." With that I run and tackle the socs of of the boy. Blade dropping to the ground. I slug him in the face.  Breaking his nose. I get up and kick the soc next to me in the ribs, bruising them.  I'm gonna knock the block off these socs. Ponyboy lays on the ground dazed, probably the first time getting jumped. He stopped calling for a dude named Soda and Darry. I get shoved to the ground and slugged in the face. Well that will leave a bruise. "You hit like my mamma" I say then bring my knees to my chest and shove the soc off me. Dang he weighs a lot. The sound of multiple foot steps coming down the street fills my ears along with shouts alerting me that it's more greasers. I get up from the ground. Only to be met with a soc holding the blade used on ponyboy. The greasers near and the socs retreat. All for the one with the blade. I pull my blade out of my pocket, now that I can reach it. I flip it out and point it at him ready to use it if I have to. His blade has some blood on it. Did he cut up ponyboy? My shoulder stings now and from the corner of my hazel eyes I see blood on my shoulder. Frickin soc cut me?! He looks over my blade and the other greasers and runs for his mustang. The socs split and the gang of grease throws stuff at them. They then run to  ponyboy. Checking if he is alright. His neck is a little cut up from what I can see but it makes him look tuff. "Rio?" I hear and turn my head. Oh nuts it's my brother. "Hey Johnny fancy seeing you hear." I said back. Now all them greasers are look'n at me. I look at my wrist as if I had a watch "well look at the time I gotta split" with that being said I flip around on my feet ready to run. "Rosario,"  Johnny says sternly "you best not run" I sigh turning around. Johnny is two weeks older then me but when he talks like that you best listen. He rarely talks to people, except me, and when he speaks sternly yeah..game over. "Well how's it going brother?" I question. All the of his gangs mouths drop open.