I Fell For PepsiCola

Pre Rumble Pt 1

It was a cloudy, cooler day in the summer. Perfect weather for the rumble meeting. I sat up in my bed, yawning. I was tired, Two-Bit and I stayed up late even after Soda and Ponyboy and Darry went to bed. We mostly talked about today and what could possibly happen during the meeting.

I got oit of the bed, it was really early in the morning. Couldn't tell if the sun was coming up or not because of the clouds. I remember that I still had my bikini on, but I had a shirt over the top and skinny jeans over my bottom piece.

"Hey." Soda's voice came in from behind me, I gave little jump and turned around to face him.

"You're awfully up early." I walked towards Soda. He leaned on the door frame with a small smile. His blue eyes weren't as happy as they used to be. I walked over and gave him a hug.

"So, are you ready? I surely am." I mumbled, feeling the warmth of Soda's body consume me. He hugged me back, resting his chin on my head.

"I don't know Macy. Don't like it that you're in it." Soda forward into the guest bedroom, I folkowed him and he sat on my bed. I gave him a reassuring smike and kissed his cheek.

"Oh, come on. I'll be safe." I said.

Soda nodded and later threw me one of his t-shirts and plaid shirts. I kept my skinny jeans on and I put convers on. My brand new shoes Two-Bit bought me. Soda and I headed downstairs and we sat on the couch. Two-Bit ended up on the floor but he started to wake. Darry and Ponyboy eventually got up and they mase breakfest for all of us. Steve and Two-Bit wrestled in the living room. "Idiots." Ponyboy mumbled and Steve and Two-Bit pounced on him. They all three were really stupid. I don't know how they were excited.

"Hey, kiddos, breakfest is ready!" Darry said walking in. He had a tight t-shirt, maybe a size smaller so the socs could see his muscles. Two-Bit raced towards the kitchen, bearing all of us to the pancakes and eggs. I only could eat eggs, my stomach ans head wasn't feeling right. But I knew it was just my nerves. "You good?" Two-Bit asked. He shoved cake that was made earlier into his mouth. I nodded. "Yea just a little nervous 'bout today."

"Shoot, Kid everyone is nervous." Two-Bit drank a beer and Steve laughed. "Hell, not me! I'm gonna beat the Socs heads in!" He cheered. I laughed and took another bite of the eggs before setting the plate in the sink.

We heard someone walk in, it was Dally as he made his way in the kitchen. A cigarette drooping from his mouth. He lit it and took a drag from it. Ponyboy looked jealous as Dally smoked in front of him. "Hey Dal, ya ready for today?" Steve smiled. Dally shrugged and smirked.

"Yeah, man." He responded with such hate in his voice. But only Ponyboy and I realized it. Ponyboy looked at me and I shrugged. 'I don't know.' I mouthed towards Ponyboy and he gave out a low growl. Ponyboy got up and kwft the kitchen, I followed him. We made our way to the bathroom and we stopped.

"He has something planned." Ponyboy whispered. I gave Dally a good look and he gave me a hatred atare back. What did I do to him, oh yeah, I don't care. "Well that's obvious." I replied. Ponyboy playfully shoved me, trying to tell me to keep my voice down.

"Golly, sorry!" I yelled on purpuse. Ponyboy started to laugh along with me and Soda and everyone turned towards us. "Oh sorry," Ponyboy called over. "We just had a great idea!" He replied. I turned towards him and I could feel my cheeks get hot.

"What's our plan?" I whispered.

"I dunno, make something up. If you didn't yell on purpose we could've finish our converstation!" He grunted back. I smiled and actuallg came up with a great idea.

"So guys..."

Bob's POV

I walked down the hall to Ross' bedroom. His mansion was better than mine but I couldn't help but smile. Greasers don't have happiness in their lives like we do with our houses and money.

"Ross!" I hollered in his room. He was asleep on his bed from his hangover last night. He sat up, startled by the sudden noise that echoed through the house.

"Yes?" He questioned, he rubbed his head and stood. He was changing and I mentioned my buddies to head out to the car. They didn't need to hear this.

"We gotta meet up with those hairballs tonight." I grunted, messubg around with my rings. But I had one Greaser in mind to attack, possibly kill if I feel like doing so.

"Yeah, so what. They can't take us." Ross was always right. I knew this because we alwags jumped the Greasers and they always end up dead or badly injurded. Poor things... not.

"Yeah but they have a reason to fight harder, their friend John--" I was saying but Ross raised his hand and stepped forward.

"We didn't kill Johnny Cade. They ran away to the country because you and your drunk buddies were about to jump 'em. Johnny killed himself from that church fire." Ross raised his voice and I shook it off. I hated loosing my leader title to him but he obviously had more money which was why I lost it.

"Fine, but hurry up. We gotta go round up the boys." I replied. Ross turned towards mex brearhing heavily and anger taking over.

"I know how to lead us. Shut your mouth and get in the car!" He yelled. I didntevwn flinch. I always hated Ross and after this rumble, we're gonna have a little boogie fight. I hated him and the Greasers. They all needed to die in hole somewhere.... where they can be forgotten.

"Ponyboy Curtis is the kid your after, yeah?" Ross turned towards me, putting on his shirt and hiding his switch into the jeans. "Yeah, the grease took my girl." I replied.

Ross had a smile creep across his face.
"Yeah, everyone knows. What are your plans for him?" Ross asked with curiosity. I shrugged, slowly pulling hand down towards the pocket of my nice cream colored pants. I pulled out a switch and quickly flipped it open.

"With your permission, I want to have a little one on one fight with him. Weapons allowed, just he won't know." I smiled and Ross nodded.

"I always hated that kid."