Idrk what to call this...
I watched the cop car drive my kid brother away. I sighed as I went inside.
I walked into the living room and saw Angela sitting on the couch, clearly holding back tears. "Angel? What's wrong?" She shakes her head and walks up to her room.
The girl doesn't even look at me anymore...it's just Curly and I. Curly got thrown in the cooler for stealing a pack of cigarettes, his fourth time this month.
I rubbed my temples, trying to clear this headache. Curly is gonna have Dallas' criminal record, I swear. And Angela is gonna be that teenager who never comes out of her room.
I stood up and walked upstairs to Angela's room and knocked. "Go away." I heard her voice softly order.
"Angel...please?"
I heard her moving around and she soon opened up the door. Her make-up was smeard on her cheeks, and her eyes were red frim crying.
"What happened?"
"I like Ponyboy Curtis, but he doesn't like me back. I don't see what is wrong with me! Do I hang out with the wrong girls? Is it because I wear too much make-up?? Or am I really a stuck up bitch like Sandy?" She choked back tears.
"Who told you you're like Sandy?"
She sighed. "One of Kathy's friends...or...ex, friends..."
"They're wrong."
"Then why does he hate me?"
"Cause he's a Curtis, he's probably gay." I joked and she laughed a little. "Come here." I hugged her and she hugged me tight.
"Thanks, Timmy." She chuckle.
"No problem, Angel."
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Fanfiction^REQUESTS ARE OPEN^ I have stopped this book because I have not gotten requests whatsoever. So if you want something...request! Please! Includes: The gang, Tim, Curly, Angela. Gay ships. New People!: Ian Shepard Brook Curtis Ashlyn Shepard Ships: Ta...
