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I really enjoyed writing this and I hope you all liked it. If you did then you should totally like and vote and follow me for more stories;)Sydney and Soda, accompanied by many other couples, waltzed around the giant room. Sydney had her arms around his shoulders and Soda had his hands gently holding her waste. He could feel the silk of her dress on his fingers, half-attentively admiring how soft it was, as most of his attention was directed toward Sydney's bright blue eyes. They would stick with him forever.
I looked around. The hall they had rented out was beautiful. Abbey and Mrs. Lucas had spent all day yesterday decorating it. Tables were covered with white table cloths with dark blue bouquets centering it. Blue and white flower garlands hung across the ceiling. The same flowers coated the floors, and the chairs were soft and cushiony - Sydney's special touch because "God forbid we have hard chairs at my wedding!"
The table I sat at was the main wedding party table, meaning it was filled up by me, Darry, Two-Bit, Abbey, Shawn, Mr. and Mrs. Lucas, Steve and his girlfriend, (who had become a close friend of ours since he, Soda, and Sydney came back), Sydney, and Soda. There were also four empty chairs that Abbey set up for my parents, Dally, and Johnny, all of whom received special shoutouts during the ceremony.
Abbey stood up at the front of the stage with Shawn. He played the piano while she sang her favourite song 'Can't Help Falling In Love' by Elvis, for Sydney and Soda. They waltzed around the hall with their big smiling faces. Soda would turn Sydney around and her long, curly brown hair would whip him in the face. They'd laugh about it, because it wasn't like it had never happened before.
As I watched them, I realized that nothing had changed since when they were 16, before they left. And when they were 16, nothing had changed since when they were 12, before Sydney moved away. And even when they were eight and Darry and Abbey caught Sydney drinking out of Soda's cup when he wasn't looking and the truth came out that she had been doing that since they met. They had been in love the whole time. They could've happily gotten married years ago and nothing would've changed.
I remembered Soda coming home and telling us that he'd made a new friend, and our parents asking his name. He replied Sydney Lucas and he told us about how she had smacked him the face by accident because she was trying to tell someone something with her hands. I remembered little Sydney, Soda, and Steve running around the neighborhood covered in dirt and war paint, and Sydney with her little Native American chief hat. One time they went to a swamp in grade five for a field trip. That was the year they had Mrs. Lucas as their teacher. Steve got stuck in the swamp and Sydney's mom had to go in to get him about. He lost his shoe, and his balance, and he pulled her in when he fell.
I remembered Soda and Steve coming home from school laughing their heads off because Sydney had dropped her mom's car keys out the window of the top floor of the school while her mom was spray painting an acorn for someone's art project ("Sydney, you screwup!"). I thought back to when Steve came over crying because his dad had kicked him out for the first time. And when Soda and Steve didn't know what to do because Sydney had started making friends with the socs. I remembered Sydney and Soda sleeping together on the cottage floor when they were 12, both so sad that Sydney was leaving.
I remembered how Soda cried for Sydney when our parents died. And how I'd hear him up during the night maybe once or twice a month, crying for her, thinking I was asleep. I remembered how Johnny got jumped and Soda thought everything was going down hill since Sydney had left. And him feeling that he was right when I nearly got jumped that day, and Johnny killed Bob in the lot and we ran to that church in Windrixville, and Johnny and Dally both died, and Sandy left him. I remembered how he lashed out at Darry and I, and he cried for weeks.
I remembered how he went from being the happiest person in the world when Sydney came back, to getting stuck in a deep depression. I remembered seeing he and Sydney kiss for the first time back in our living room after Johnny and Dally's funeral. I remembered him getting shot and seeing Sydney cry like she had been holding every tear in since the day she was born and after sixteen years she was finally letting them all out. I remembered when Sydney got shot and Steve broke down, Soda nearly broke his leg running to her bed while he was still injured, and Sydney just broke. I remembered all the light gone from her eyes and Soda's desperate look to bring it back. And I remembered when it did come back. And it felt like the whole gang was back in our living room singing Runaround Sue again. All of us were young and happy and innocent inside again. I thought about the last words that my old buddy Johnny Cade had said to me before he died. I wished he and Dally were here to see all the good that there is in this world. I wasn't sure if they were looking down on us from above or if they had any idea at all of what was happening in our lives, but just in case they could hear me, I thought;
still gold.
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