Eyes Wide Open

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I smile at my brother. Johnny Cade..I call him J.C typically. He walks over to me and grabs my hand. Looking at my shoulder.
"C'mon let's get your shoulder fixed." Johnny says, "Can't you stay out a trouble for 2 seconds?" He finished with a sigh. I only smile back.
"I don't think I can...man trouble follows me more than the fuzz" I replied. I drive my brother crazy. I don't feel pain, like him...unless it's a heck of a lot. I also have a sarcastic happy go lucky personality. Unless you peeve me off. I'm also very tough and let no one in. I think that's what annoys him the most. I let him in on almost everything, but there is a lot that I keep to myself. We walk down the road with the gang of unknown greasers behind us. Well unknown to me.
"Geez Johnny you never said you had a sister." Ponyboy says.
"Yea, a real babe too." A dude in a Mickey shirt says. I turn and look at him while Johnny shakes his head.
"Well Mickey mouse I'm pretty, and not drunk so I'm not getting with you." Johnny laughs along with a couple others. One that looks strangely familiar just smirks. He has a tough vibe to him but I just can't place the face. Oh whatever it'll come back later.
"And as for Johnny having a totally rad sister I didn't want him telling y'all."
"Why?" Ponyboy asks.
"Welp, he chills with y'all to relax, I don't want him having a cow cause he seen all the stupid Crap I do." I smile again at the end and ponyboy nods. Oh I remember that dude now! His name was Dallas Winston! He was ma buddy in the cooler...often. we get to a nice house, kinda run down but I don't give a hang. It's better then what I have. Johnny than introduce me to all the boys.
"That's Steve, sodapop but we call him soda, ponyboy or pony, two-bit his real name is Keith but whatever, Darryl we call him Darry and last-"
I cut him if with a smirk.
"Dallas Winston aka Dally, the tough new Yorker." People's jaws drop again Dally snaps his head up and smirks. I give him a small hug, only like 3 seconds.
"How do you know him?" Steve asks.
"Story time!" I say happily. My eyes scan over the boys Johnny pointed to and named. Sodapop looks real good. Total stud, major babe, movie star even. Darry looks like he's in charge, ponyboy looks like him and soda and also looks like he doesn't fit in well. Steve and two-bit look like trouble makers. Then you have Johnny who looks like a kicked puppy that was spit on. It makes me sad every time I see him like that. But there are still moments when I see the old happy Johnny. Then there's tough and quite Dally. Now there's me. I keep to myself, but can still be really weird. I will almost never show any emotion other than happiness. Even if it's fake. When I'm mad I'm scary, and that's basically it. I gave up on feeling emotional a long time ago. I'm just a ball of weirdness. I trust no one except JC and my friend Jack. It's really hard to gain my trust, but when you do it goes along way. I will always have your back.  Haha what a groovy gang.