1965//Ponyboy Curtis

In Secrecy

Riona's POV
"See, Riona. Ponyboy got in trouble and now he's in the cooler for the-"

"Yeah yeah, fucking whatever." Isobel snickers and Bob gave me a stern glare in his rearview mirror. The anger that's going through me right now is unbearable. It sounds like I'm exaggerating, but I have slight anger issues. I think I get it from my father.

"Look, princess you can make plenty of new friends that are in your range." I don't like that he used "princess" it makes me feel like he's making me out to be like a spoiled brat. He shouldn't be one to talk.

"White, black, Greaser, junkie I'm going to be friends with whoever I want to be friends with. So you know what, Bob? Fuck off." he pulls in Cherry's driveway and I stomp to her front door.

Knock knock knock!

"Hey girls." We walk past get and into her living room.

"Thanks for the greeting." She says sarcastically.

"Can you explain something to me, Cherry."

"Okay. Explain what?"

"Explain to me why you would get worried about me hanging around the gang, more specifically, Ponyboy. Also, that Isobel can't see them too. Especially Dally." She was quiet, but knowing my cousin she doesn't keep quiet for long in a situation like this.

"Look, Riona and Isobel I'm sorry that I listened to Bob. I guess he has a point. Trouble would be starting." Why the hell would he care? It's more fun for him taking them down.

"I'm in denial about saying 'this isn't true' but I've thought about this before that the only reason Ponyboy is going to get shit from Socs, besides from being a Greaser, is because of me. Trouble would be starting because of me actually being his friend. Cherry, listen to that and tell me that sounds dumb as shit."

"It does, but if you want him to be a little more safer than I suggest you give him a little more space." Isobel and me looked at her shocked. No way am I hearing this coming from my beloved cousin. Isobel charges up from her seat and whacks Cherry upside her head harshly.

"Sheryl Valance, you sound like Bob! You've totally let him get to your head!" My cousin just stands there with her mouth gaped open and has no idea how to react to Isobel's words and action.

"Holy shit your right. Usually I would give him the opposite opinion, but for once I listened to him."

"Yeah, so don't be saying shit that me and Ponyboy can't really see each other that much! He doesn't give a fuck that he's getting more bullshit from the Socs. I don't give a rat's ass about people talking shit about me because Ponyboy is one of my best friends. Nothing is going to get in the way of me and him, Isobel and Dallas, and lastly, the gang." I sit down on the expensive couch and breathe. Well, I let that out of my system.

"That was needed to be said and you're right. Why should people and words get in between friendships?" I smile and put my head on Cherry's shoulder when she sat down next to me.

"I know this is so off topic, but where's your parents?" We chuckle at Isobel and Cherry informs us that her parents are on a business trip. She has her whole house to herself for a week. I bet she lays on her couch in a tank top and shorts while stuffing her mouth with food and watches television. My parents always yell at Isobel for doing that.