The Drug In Me Is You-Sodapop Love Story

Chapter 5

i called buck and asked him to bring my stuff over while i healed. somehow i didnt think my parents would be happy with me if they found out that i snuck out...and that my ribs were broken. after i got off the phone, i sat on the floor in the living room and watched some cartoons with twobit, since steve soda and darry went to work and pony was at school.

"where are Johnny and Dally?" i asked.

"what my company isnt good enough for you?" he joked, playfully punching my shoulder.

"no its not like that." i laughed. "man, you guys really need to stop being so funny, it hurts to laugh!"

"oh sorry, so ya thinkin your ribs are broken?" he asked.

i sighed and lifted up my shirt so he could see my ribs. i still wasnt brave enough to look for myself and i was kind of hoping it wasnt that noticeable.

"damn! you alright?"

"yeah i guess so. why, does it look bad?" i asked.

"bad?" he looked at me like i was crazy. "skylar, your whole side is black and blue. it looks like you got hit by a car!"

"nah, not a car. maybe a truck or a small building, but not a car." i joked

twobits eyes lit up and he grinned at me

"whoa whats that look for?" i asked

"pretty and funny." he mumbled into his beer.

"beer for breakfast twobit?"

"what?" he asked defensively.

"nothin." i laughed. "im bored."

"sucks to suck, dont it?"

"aw shut it. lets go do something." i suggested.

"like what?" he asked, suddenly interested.

"hmmmm let me think..." i started, "i know! lets go on an adventure!"

"what?" he asked, looking at me like i was crazy.

"be right back." i said as i walked over to the phone to call buck. when he answered, i asked him to bring my wallet with him when he brought my clothes over. he said he would, and ten minutes later he was at the door.

"buck!" i shouted as loud as my cracked ribs would let me.

"hey girly, how ya feelin?" he asked

"eh could be better, but ive seen worse. did you bring my stuff and my wallet?" i asked

"yeah right here. whos with you right now anyway? i wanna make sure i dont have to roll any heads." he said

i laughed at the thought of twobits head rolling around on the floor like a soccer ball and i backed up enough for buck to get a good look inside the house. "you gonna come in man?" i asked.

"nah man, darry doesnt like me in his house. apparently i just bring problems with me." he said

"well you did threaten to turn someones head into a soccer ball." i admitted

"soccer ball?"

"well, thats what i pictured anyway." i said

buck gave one of his rare smiles and shook his head as he walked away. didnt even say goodbye...meanie...

"TWOBIT ARE YOU READY!?!?" i shouted, even though he was standing about five feet from me.

"yeah if you quit your shoutin." he mumbled, rubbing his head.

i rummaged through the bag for my wallet and i ran out the door, leaving twobit to catch up.

"skylar, wait up! im too old for this shit man!" twobit panted behind me.

"oh hush up, old man! were almost there anyway." i said

i ran all the way to the store, refusing to slow down, even though my ribs were screaming at me to stop. i didnt want twobit (or anyone else for that matter) knowing how hurt i was. i didnt want to look weak.

"ah, skylar, what are we doing here? they only sell soc clothes here." twobit asked

"shh! we cant let anyone see us here." i said as i started looking at all the soc-y stuff on the rack next to me. "now hurry up and find some soc clothes to wear and a good discise. youre going to need to make it as believable as possible."

"wha-"

"no time to explain, just do it." i ordered.

we found everything we needed and i asked for extra bags to hide our stuff when we paid. we ran all the way back to the curtis's house and changed. i even did my hair and make up all nice like those soc-y bitches. i had to admit, i looked pretty bangin. i checked myself out up and down one more time before leaving the bathroom and coming face to face with twobit. he looked just like a soc, too. only he was staring at me with his mouth open.

"ahh, twobit? are you blinking?" i asked with fake concern.

"wow sky, you look....wow...i-i mean...wow" he said

"um, thanks. i guess." i said, giving him a strange look and walking out the door.

"so whats the plan here?" he asked me

"were going to crash a soc party. with what weve got on, we'll blend right in, they'll never suspect a thing"