17 year old Hendrix has always loved taking pictures. After her tragic childhood she decided to leave California in hopes to find something worth taking pictures of. She finds what she's looking for in Tulsa when she sees someone who catches her eye...
"Have you found the picture you're going to submit yet?" Soda asked pulling away.
"Maybe." I said thinking about the picture of Dally. I thought a second longer about rather Sodapop would become jealous or not. I had pictures of him on there. I had ones of him alone and a few when he was working with the boys at the DX. I even had one of Ponyboy and Johnny in the lot from a couple nights ago. Surely he wouldn't be mad.
"Look." I said turning the camera on. "I've taken a few candids of you and other members of the gang. This one turned out the best." I said showing him the picture of Dally. He smiled at the picture but as he realized it was of Dally his smile slowly disappeared. Misread he looked confused.
"Dally?" He asked looking up from the camera and at me.
"Well, yeah. He has this darkness about him that I think the camera really likes." I grinned at the picture for a second with pride. It was a good picture. It was artistic and I should be proud of it.
"The camera likes or the photographer likes?" He questioned. I hesitated.
"Soda-" I started.
"Guys can you give us a second. Alone." Sodapop commanded. Darry and the other boys walked outside and Soda and I stood in the living room.
"Soda I don't see why you're making such big deal out of this. It's just a picture." I insisted. It's just a picture. I repeated in my head. So why did I feel so guilty?
Soda looked at me and grinned and gently put his hand on my face. "You're right. I'm sorry." He kissed me gently and then pulled away. "I just don't want you to get too close to him. Dally is dangerous. And danger might look good in a picture but it ain't as pretty in real life." His eyes were full of worry and I couldn't help but smile. He was protective and I loved that about him.
"I love you." I said while resting my head against his.
"I love you more."
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He pulled me in and kissed me again. With Sodapop I was so safe and I knew that in his arms I would forever be at peace. That he truly was my soulmate. And that at the end of the day I needed Sodapop more than I needed anything else.
