Dally and I sat at at table outside. "Maybe we can try getting along with the people at our school so they can help us fight them." I suggested. When I looked at him, he had a very confusing expression on his face. "How though? We're basically losers at this school right now." Dally tells me. "Well you're really cool. You can get along with them right?"
He scoffs. "With this leather jacket I'm dead meat. Oh hey there's a guy in a letterman jacket right there." He points and I look. "Woah.. don't you think he looks a little too scary?" I looked back at Dally. "No one is scarier than me, Pony." He smirks. "Everyone was scared of me before we.." He stops. I just raise an eyebrow. "Before we what?" I asked him. Before we.....? I was curious.
"Before we were friends but that doesn't mean I don't like you for it." Dally quickly explains. I bit my lip and nod. "Was I really that much of a loser?"
He shrugged. "I mean you were my loser." He cooed. "Still are." He adds. I blushed. "Anyway, we can't just come up to the guy and ask him for help like we're desperate homeless people." I said. Dally looks around, thinking. "Hey, maybe we can do stuff for them. We can do them favors/tasks and just get along with them." He tells me. "Hmm that sounds pretty good but won't that mean that they'll just use us?"
We both sighed. "They do look like the type huh?" He asks. "Yeah." I replied. It was 10 by now. "We could possibly ask some of the greasers for help, you know, possibly some of them might like to still." I said. "Maybe. Let's go out and see them right now." He tells me and gets up. Wow that was quick. See, I'm the smart one. Haha. Always listen to me.
We both went out the gates that only closed between class times. I already felt lost. We were more on the north side of the place. Spooky. I wonder what it's like south. We tried finding some greasers that we know. It took a pretty long ass walk but we made it. They roamed around the neighborhood sometimes so hopefully they were there this time. I saw Steve and it was a relief. He wasn't a help right now though. I missed him though, I guess. None of us could be really seen with each other.
We didn't care though. We saw a group of greasers over there. When I stared at them, they noticed us from a distance. We just walked closer. "Look at the uniforms! Dally are you doing okay?" One of them asks. "Yeah, the school is fucked up though." He says. "Do you guys still like me?" They looked at each other. "I mean of course we do, we never liked that fag Curly so we're actually glad that you beat the crap out of him. And won!"
"See Dally. It's shocking how easy that was." I whispered to him. He nods. "You okay too, kid?" One of them asked. I stayed silent for a while. "Uh yeah I'm okay. My arms do hurt a bit but I'm good." I said. I guess they were cool with me because I fought with Dally. I just smiled to myself. Heheeh. A group of boys like me.
"Also, can you help us with something." Dal asks. "Yeah what's up?" One of them looks at him. "So since Curly wants to start a rumble between you guys and me, wanna maybe help us fight him." He waits for them. "Of course, what the fuck. We're not helping that sociopath." They said.
Time skip
It was biology class today. I sat in my seat. The class looked pretty old. I feel like I could get sick from these walls. I already get sick by the thought of how dirty the desks are, hopefully they clean them. When I see Dally walk in the class last second before the bell ring, I smiled. He took a seat next to me. Luckily, there are no assigned seats. We had to dissect a frog and it was absolutely disgusting. I really wanted to throw up right now. Everything about right now is disgusting. I'm disgusted. I gagged sometimes.
Dally's POV
I did all the cutting while Ponyboy just stood there and gagged, not sometimes, but a lot! I've done biology before and so has Pony actually so I don't know why he's overreacting. Is it the dirty contaminated walls? I would understand. When class was finally over we got our grade so far and he gave us a B. We would've gotten a D but he was nice since we were new here.
I walked out the halls and quickly pushed threw people trying to get out the fucking halls. I lost Pony at this point but do you really expect him to be with me all the time? I walked out the building and to the boys dorms. When I entered it smells like fucking sweat and I went to the room. I sprayed perfume everywhere as if I were a girl. Damn. I then just lay on my bed. Putting my hands behind my head.
Boarding school is wack. I'm really ready to get the fuck out of here. I just got up and left the school just to cool off or something. I took a walk. When I was walking someone called my name. "Dallas." I looked behind me. He was very close when I turned around. I backed away. He pulls me into an alleyway. "Curly??" I gasped. "Shut the fuck up. I'm supposed to be in fucking Jail don't say my name out loud. There are so many policemen out there." He demanded. "You fucking freak! You can't touch guys like that! What you did to Pony!" I yelled. "Damnit Dallas. I'm trying not to beat the crap out of you." Curly muttered.
"Why are you here anyway?" I asked. He was quiet. "To see you." He says. I was about to say something until I feel Curly smash his lips against mine. I tried pushing him but he had my arms against the wall. His body was pressed against mine. I felt his wet tongue go down my throat, taking my breath away. "I know you like guys, Dally." He tells me, pulling the kiss away and I grasped for air. I furrow my eyebrows.
"Get off me! No I'm not fucking gay you faggot." I shouted. He puts his lips on mine again. I kicked him. "Get away from me you freak!!" I started running.
That ending though woah... that's pretty fucked.
Anyway hope you enjoyed this chapter. This book really fucked up 😂 sorry
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