Paparazzi (The outsiders ff)

Chapter 15

So here it is. Lost twice but I finally got it up, sorry I've been gone so long but I'm back and here's the next chapter for my fellow Dogs out there.

These Greasers are probably dumber than a sack of rocks.

They fight about the stupidest crap and they don't even bother finishing the fight they just hug it out. And even though I hate them with all my might I can't help but think they're the most adorable things in the world. They stick together no matter what and never really stay mad at each other for too long.

Like my dogs.. Oh God my Dogs..

I missed them something awful, I just wanted to run back and squeeze the hell out of them and apologize forever.

I offered to wash the dishes after their meal, feeling awkward just standing there. With a bit of convincing they allowed it.

I thought as I scrubbed, I'd run home, hug them and apologize fifty thousand times if that's what it took. I'd tell them I loved them and we'd be normal again. God what am I doing here? Am I really that determined to make pony love me? I looked back at the boy reading his book, man did I like him. I liked him a lot, but I would change my approach.

For him.

This Sodapop character sure was a touchy feely one. He asked questions, but he would ruffle my hair, or pat my back or even wrap an arm around my shoulder. He reminded me an awful lot of Eric, so I didn't mind the touches. I made up a bunch of stuff about my home life and I told him I was being homeschooled.

"How'd you find this place, anyway?" I responded, "a friend of mines buddies with one of your boys, he suggested that I introduce myself." He was satisfied with my answer,

"Welcome to Tulsa, then, Jesse!"

I left after I said my goodbyes.

I was pleased with my progress today, but now I had more important things to deal with.

I practically sprinted home, throwing the door open with a loud bang,

"Honey! I'm home!" The relief on their faces was evident

So was the amusement.

"Lion what did you do to your hair?" Eric lightly took a strand, "your tuff, tuff hair.. It was so long."

"I got a trim." I tossed that aside and squeezed the life out of him, "I'm sorry."

They were all surprised at this, "for what?"

"Don't give me that."

They understood perfectly well why I was sorry and I was shown forgiveness by being suffocated by bear hugs. I was changing, changing for the better this time.

Maybe this time my life will go smoothly.

The next day I pulled my wig on. I was going to act normal today, not batshit crazy normal, just...normal. I adjusted my wig and grabbed my bag.

I kissed Jacobs cheek just like I used to and headed off. I felt new, fresh. I felt happier than I've been in a long time.

Though I still felt my heart well up when I spot Ponyboy Come out of his house. He spotted me, and that glint of fear returned in his eyes. I did him and myself a favor and looked away, head high and walked past him, offering a single wave before moving along. He was surprised, I knew that for sure.

Hell, I was surprised too.

Maybe we could be friends again. Yeah, then we'll start over if he's up for it.

Which I doubt he is.

I went into my math class and gathered my books, I hadn't picked them up since my little episode and moved along to my first class.

I ran into Ponyboy again on the way to Gym. He looked uneasy, "hi Lion."

I didn't mean for that grin to come out I really didn't. Honest.

"Hello." He looked like he'd beat it out of there at any minute and I forced my grin down.

"So... Are you over that whole crush thing?"

"Nup." He looked startled at this,

"B-but.."

"I still like you, Ponyboy. That's not changing, I just won't go all insane on you this time. Besides, I know you like that Sherri girl." He looked horrified and I rolled my eyes,

"I won't hurt her. I actually like her. I just hope you're happy with her if you two ever get anywhere." I knew they wouldn't. I knew deep deep in my soul they wouldn't.

He knew this, but he gave me a smile, a real one. My heart fluttered,

"Thank you, thank you so much." I nod,

"Sure."

He pat my arm and walked to the gym. My arm felt warm and so did my stomach.

Damn I loved that boy, maybe Jesse James could change how the rest of his pack felt about mine.

But damn I loved that boy.