CHAPTER 1
~Blondie's POV~
"Poojie! Will you slow down! I don't even want to meet them!" I say as my best friend drags me down a run-down street.
"C'mon! They is real nice people! They know how much Dal-" Poojie started but I cut her off.
"Don't say his name..." I snap. I hate when people mention Dallas Winston at all.
"Ugh! Don't be such a bitch..." she rolls her eyes.
As we walk up and slow down in front of a house, I notice a lot of noise coming from inside.
"Is that Steve Randle in there?" I question. I hate Steve. Dally introduced us and he started flirting. Even though
I punched him a few times. Hard.
"Okay, what's your issue with 'im?" she says pulling me towards the house.
"Never mind that... So who live here?" I question. I don't like new people. Not one bit.
"The Curtis'," Poojie says.
"Oh, didn't that Horse boy person kill Bob?" I say. I'm impressed. It's always been my dream to hurt that low-life.
"Yeh! But his name is Ponyboy. His brothers are Darry and Sodapop," she definitely blushed when she said Sodapop.
"Isn't Darry like thirty?" I ask. I've seen him at the DX dropping a pretty boy off for work. I guess that must be Sodapop.
"No! He's twenty... He just works hard!" she laughed.
"Shouldn't we knock?" I say as she reaches for the handle.
"No!" Poojie scoffs.
"Hey! I brought Blondie!" she says.
"In the kitchen!" I heard a deep voice say. I think it must be Dally... but then I remember.
I'm quickly yanked towards the room in the back that I assume is the kitchen.
"Hey, Pooj! So this is Blondie. She seems nicer than you..." the man says. I think it's Darry.
"Oh, she is! She's the nicest greaser aside from Pony and Soda!" Poojie laughed. I'm not nice but at the same time I'm not rude. Like I don't pick fights unless it's necessary.
"Hi! I'm Blondie. You must be Darry?" I say as it came out more of like a question.
"Yup! That's me! HEY PONY, SODA! GET IN 'ERE!" He says shaking my hand and calling in his kid brothers.
"What?" Sodapop says coming in. I had to do a double take. He's even more gorgeous close up!
"Guys, this is Blondie. She was Dallas' friend and will be staying with us for a few weeks." Darry says. He just had to mention Dally didn't he?!
"I'll make up your room and Soda, you'll be sleeping on the couch, Pony you'll be in my bed. Ya clear?" Darry says sternly.
The two boys nod. I was getting a good look at Pony while Darry was talking.
He's a cutie! He's only a year younger than me...
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Gone with the Wind
FanfictionMy name's Blondie. Well, it's my nickname, but you don't need to know my real name. I'm 15 year old, and I don't have a family. They kicked me out because I wasn't "good enough" to be a Soc. Yup! My family are Socs... I used to be but I acted more l...