Wind

Chapter One

Leah's P.O.V
     I was on my way home from the Dingo, happy as ever. My parents weren't home- they were on a trip accross Europe for 2 weeks. And my sister, Kaitlyn, who I call Kat, was spending the night at a friends. I got the house to myself.
     It was pretty windy that night, and I got a little cold. A red Corvair pulled up to the edge. Great. I picked up my speed, and rushed home.
     "Hey! Grease!" one yelled at me. He was wearing kakis and a madras shirt. I kept walking, well running, as he ran towards me.
     "What is a pretty lady like you walking by your lonesome?" He asked
me pulling out his switch.
     By now I was shaking, I tried to say something, anything, but I was cut off my his blade poking at my neck.
     His friends pounced on me, kicking me. I yelled for help. But it was silence I recieved.
     "Shut her up!" He yelled. His friend shooved a rag, which I assumed was dirty, in my mouth.
     They continued to kick and hit me, as I helplessly lie there. Then it all blacked out.
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     I woke up on the concrete, my head hurt as well as the rest of my body. I looked down at my arms and legs. Only 23 bruises. Nice (note the sarcasium). I got up and walked home. My legs almost collapsing.
    I was almost home when a small envolope blew with the September wind. I picked it up as it crumpled in my hand. It wasn't opened but looked like it was mailed back. It read an
address. I decided to bring it back in the morning, since I was too tired to walk another step.
     I walked up the stairs to my front door. I opened the door revealing the strong smell of paint. I slowly walked up the stairs, and into my room. I literally flopped onto my bed as I drifted off to sleep.
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     I woke up and groaned. I hate mornings. I finally got up and picked out something to wear. I finally decided on a light washed pair of jeans, a fitted black tee, and my red converse. I changed and applied makeup. A light layer of fondation, and a bit of eye makeup; eyeliner, and mascara.
     I ran down the stairs like a 5 year old on Christmas morning. I made myself  a bowl of cornflakes. I put my bowl in the sink and heading into the living room. I grabbed the envolope, and headed out the door.
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    I was on my way to the house when the same red Corvair pulled up. I groaned, and picked up my pace.
     "Well look who it is guys!" Yelled a different guy, dressed in a yellow sweater and kakis.
     "Just leave me along," I replied, "what did I ever do to you?" I added on. My legs were shaking, and my face was burning with red pigment.
     "Come on, we just want to have fun," he said to me, getting closer. I could smell the alcohol on his breath as he stepped awfully close. He tried to take off my shirt, as I punched him in the face- a huge mistake.
     "Got attitude, huh?" He screamed at me. He threw me accross the cement kicking and punching me. I screamed for help over and over again.
     Suddenly, 7 guys were running from the other side of the street, one picking up a branch, another pulling out a blade. I sighed in relief.
    5 of the guus beat up the Socs, two ran to help me.
     "Im Darry, this is my kid brother Sodapop. Are you ok?" I wasnt paying much attention, just getting lost in Sodapop's eyes.
     "Are y-you ok?" Asked Soda with pleading, symypathic eyes.
    "What? Oh y-y-yas i-im fine." I stumbled out. One of the other 5 guys yelled something, and Darry quickly ran over to him.
     Soda grinned at me, holding out his hand for me. I gladly accepted it, and pulled myself up.
     "What's your name, beautiful?" He asked me. My face instantly blushed.
     "Leah." I responded, he smiled at me. He was about to say something when the other 6 guys skipped over to me, I assumed they beat the Socs.
     "Why were you walking by yourself?" Asked one of the guys in a New York accent. He had mean eyes, and was smoking. I shrugged. "Like where were you going" I looked down at my bag, unbuckling the front. I searched through the bag, grabbing the envolope.
     "I was looking for the Curtis household." They all looked over at Darry, Sodapop, and another boy, he looked around 14 or 15.
     "Well we are the Curtis' what did you need." Darry spoke with finalty.
     "I have a letter, looks like it was mailed back." I responded, holding out the letter for them to see. Instantly, Sodapop's face got reddened. He grabbed the letter from my grip. He read the letter. "So anyways, what are your guys' names?" I said starting at the other 5 who I didn't know.
     One with a Mickey Mouse muscel tee, who I saw pull out a blade resonded first, "I'm Keith, but my friends, and pretty girls like you call me Two-Bit." He said smirking. I blushed.
     The other Curtis brother looked at me and smiled, "I am Ponyboy." He said softly. "What was your name?" He asked.
     "Oh, my name is Leah." I said shly.
     "Hot name for a hot broad like yourself," said the mean one with the New York accent.
     "Exuse me? I am bot a broad, I am a lady. What's your name you dochebag?" I responded coldly. Everyond looked at me shocked.
     "Dallas Winston. But you can call me Dally, or Dal." He said smirking at me. "What are you doing tonight?" He asked, starring me down. "Wanna come over, babe." He smirked again.
     "Don't you ever call me that or you will be sorry." I said. I felt arms wrap around ny waist as someone whispered in my ear.
     "Don't yell at me. Calm down. Ill show you a good time."
     By now I was pissed. I turned around and smacked him right in the face. He held his hand against his face firmly, as it grew red.
     "Slut got attitude." Said Dallas. "I like it." He added, walking towards me with that same grin. I backed into an unfamilar face. I looked at him. He smirked, Dally walked to me, wrapping his arms around my waist again.
     "Cut it out, Dal" said another guy. He looked around 15, dake hair, and darker skin. He spoke quiet and shly.
     "What did you say?" Dally was mad at this point. I was scarred. He released his strongn grip from me. Then it all went black.

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~ Hannah :)