My Everything

Ch.2

      You felt a grab from behind. "Ha! I caught you!" It was your father.
      "No! Let go of me! Please!" You screamed. He beat you uncontrollably. Suddenly, you felt the world shake under your feet. This is it. You thought. This is the day I die. The scene then faded to black, and you slowly opened your eyes.
      "Hey, are you okay?" said a guy that you don't recognize.
      "Yeah, I'm fine. Just a bad dream, I guess," you replied as you sat up and looked around. Where were you? You didn't see Darry anywhere if this was his house. "Hey, where am I and who are you?" you asked the boy that woke you up. He was so dreamy. You were staring into his eyes when his voice broke into your thoughts.
      "I'm Ponyboy Curtis. I'm Darry's fourteen-year-old brother. This is our house. I have another older brother, his name is Sodapop. He's seventeen. He's at work at the DX and Darry is also at work. He builds houses."
      " I'm Riley Sanders. I'm fourteen as well. I was running away from home when Darry gave me a lift." You told him about your mom, dad, and exactly the situation you're in. He seemed really sympathetic. It turns out that his parents died in a car crash a few years ago, so you guys have something in common.
"What time is it?", you asked.
      "It's about 7:30 am. I and the rest of the gang are going to the drive-in when it gets dark. If you come with me, you can meet everyone."
      " I'll come, but can I take a shower before I eat? I just feel...icky."
      "Of course," he replied, " go ahead and get ready and I'll make some eggs. After we eat, I can show you around town and we might run into some of my friends."
      "That sounds great! Okay, bye." You got up from the couch and searched around the house for a bathroom(you were too shy to ask for directions)when you found a room. It seemed to be Ponyboys. There was a picture on his nightstand that really caught your eye. It was a picture of three boys and a couple. The family looked so joyful. That must be his parents. I bet they were really nice. You heard someone coming and you bolted to the door and kept looking for the bathroom.
      "You lost?" You heard Ponyboy say.
      "Yeah," you replied as he showed you to the bathroom.
      "I'm surprised that you couldn't find it since our house is so small. Unless...you were looking through someone's stuff..."
      "Okay, fine! I was looking at a picture of you and your parents, but I swear that's all I saw!", you admitted. He chuckled and said, "it's fine Riley. I was just joking. I didn't hear the shower yet so I was just checking to see if you were okay." His laugh is so cute!! You thought as you internally squealed. You then noticed that he had walked away already.
      You walked into the bathroom and closed the door. When you looked at yourself in the mirror, you noticed streaks of black running down your face. Darn! Why can't my mascara be waterproof! Why did he have to meet me like this! Ugh!! I'm so messy. The tips of your hair were all crunchy from tears drying on it. You cried in your sleep from the nightmare. Plus, you had morning breath. You were a mess. I'm taking a shower now. You went back out into the living room to get your backpack and brought it into the bathroom. You took out the shower gel, shampoo, face wash, and conditioner. You figured out how to turn on the water and got undressed. When the water was warm enough, you got into the shower with all of your soap and immediately scrubbed your face, you definitely didn't want the mascara stains to be there afterward. You quickly finished your shower, you didn't want to waste water, then got out.
      There was a nice, clean white towel sitting on the toilet. That wasn't there before, Pony must've come in while I was in the shower. That was risky! You wrapped yourself up and brushed your teeth. After your teeth were minty fresh, you got dressed. You were wearing a white sweater, some jeans, plain black converse, and your hair in a bun on the top of your head. Of course, you were wearing a bit of light makeup(you didn't like to go overboard unless you were going somewhere fancy): blush, black eyeshadow, and some matte lipstick. You were finally ready to go eat breakfast.