Meet me under the stars (The Outsiders fanfic)

Legal fun

"He rises and falls, like the sun."

Day of School Finals. Day before School Dance
"How do you think you guys did?" I asked everyone. I hear a chorus of half "Good" and "Bad" from Alex, Adam, Johnny, Two-Bit, Ponyboy and Steve.

"You?" Pony asks.

"Eh. Im not going to be surprised if I failed or passed." I poked around at my fries. School lunches are the worst. We are all in the same except for Ponyboy, he has a free period during our lunch hour.
"Have you decided?" Alex poked my ribs. She meant about the school dance. I had been giving it thought. It was tomorrow night at 7pm in the school gym. And we would all drink punch and dance until our feet hurt and we had to take off our heels. Our dresses would flow in the sweet summer nights air and I would wear makeup for once and do my hair. All in Alex's words. She practically dreams of doing my makeup now.

"Yeah. Im not going. I've told you a million times." Everyone stopped and looked at me. The boys didn't know I wasn't going.

"You have to. I'm forcing you to. Have some legal fun for once." Steve threw a fry at me, I caught it with my mouth. We both stood and pumped our fists into the air.

"Not my sorta thing." I sat down.

"Please?" Alex tried to do her puppy face but that doesn't work.

"No."

"Pretty please?"

"Alex." I start to get a little annoyed and she can tell. She can read right through me even though we haven't known each other long.

"If you change your mind, you know where to go." She winks and starts talking to Adam about their matching clothes. You can tell he hates it.

Dal always picks me up now in his red convertible T-Bird he got from Buck a while ago. He isn't too far away when I feel a hand go around my wrist and another on my hip. I turn around. A Soc. I hate these brown-nosed-dirty-stuck-up-scum-for-brains-rich-snobs.

"Hey Pretty. How about you come with us for a change, Huh?" He has two other boys with him, very nicely dressed. But looks fool.

"No thankyou." I push him off and continue walking. Don't punch him. Don't punch him. Don't. Punch. Him. I feel his hand on me again. I punch him, in the face.

"You bitch." He grabs his face, I know I punched him hard. He raises him arm to hit be back when I see black leather in front of me. Dally. "Shit." The boy says as he walks backwards with his two buddies.

"What'd ya call her?" Dal pushes me behind him.

"Please don't fight. The trip. Please." He relaxes his fist a little but it tenses up again.

"I-Uh- Shit." He stutters, like I used to. Dal grabs him by the shirt and practically makes him float.

"Ever get near her again. Or say anything to her, or even think of her. I will kill you." Dal's had to do this 4 Times now. Soda would kill me if I get into another fight but it's hard. "Understand?"

"Uh-Yes." He drops him. They scurry away. As we walk away I hear a little of what they say:

"Look at her hand how did we miss it?" The ring.

"Such a waste. She's real hot." That's what I heard when I first got here. I stop in my tracks. I turn around and flip them off, with the ring on my finger. I keep walking. Once inside the car Dal says "It's because you're so pretty. But you can't help that."

"Oh shut up." My way of saying thank you, my really shitty way. He drives me home and goes inside. Dinner goes a little different. Darry is happy and singing with me. More like trying to get me to sing. He is cooking with me. Johnny makes the cake. I feel like an actual family. Dal and Two-But are drinking. Steve and Pony are actually getting along, playing cards. Soda is working.