Ghost of You - Steve Randle

The Arrival

Honeybee's P.O.V.

I got off the train looking around for my uncle Dallin. I was walking around looking hopelessly when I heard my name get called. "HONEYBEE!!!" I turned around and saw my uncle standing there. I took off running towards him and jumped in his arms. You must be confused, let me tell you my story. My name is Honeybee Smith and both my parents died when I was 14 due to an intruder. After that I got sent off to Italy to look after my grandmother for two years. She owned a little hotel on an island. She died 3 months ago, I had to stay and take care of legal stuff then I was shipped off Tulsa, Oklahoma to live with my uncle.

"Oh my god, I missed you so much Bee." My uncle said. "I know, it feels like I haven't seen you in forever" I replied. We walked to his truck and put my stuff in the back and started off to his house. "So, how has the store been?" I asked my uncle. He was the manager of a gas station called the DX. Between him and my father, I knew more than an average girl about cars. "It's going great." He continues to ramble on about the shop and how he wants me to help him sometimes. "I am so excited you're here Bee, I need to stop by the store real quick to check up on things. Then we can go to the Dingo, ''he said. "That's fine."

When we pulled up to the gas station I noticed two boys. One was working on a car with the other one was standing by the pumps. They both turned their heads towards the truck as we pulled up. "Hey Mr.Smith, who you got with ya?" Asked the one that had movie star looks. "This is my niece Honeybee, she just got here from Italy after living with her grandmother. I expect you boys to be nice to her. She is going to be hangin around sometimes." Dallin said. We got out of the car and started walking to the store.

I felt a pair of eyes on me. I turned around and saw the one who was working on the car staring at me. I gave him a soft smile which he quickly returned and looked away. I walked into the store and realized what I was wearing. It wasn't anything special. Just my mom's Michigan sweatshirt and my dads mickey mouse sweatpants. I asked if I could change and he said yeah. I went and grabbed my bag, sadly being noticed by the cute boys. I quickly went into the bathroom and changed into a black shirt tucked into a pair of jeans with a belt and my old white converse.

I packed up all the clothes and started walking out when I ran into a hard chest. I was expecting to be met with the ground but instead I felt two muscular arms around my waist to keep me from failing. I looked up and it was the boy who was working on the car. "Sorry, I wasn't looking." I said. "No problem." he let go of my waist and walked into the bathroom. I walked into the office looking for my uncle. He was there signing paper with the movie star boy.I stood there for a couple of minutes when the other boy walked in "Honeybee, this is Sodapop and Steve." Dallin said, pointing to the boys. I just waved and they waved back."Here are your paychecks boys. Bee you ready to go?" I just looked at him and nodded. We walked out to the truck and the boys waved by to me and my uncle. "Do you remember the whole greaser vs soc thing?" He asked me. "Yes, the greasers are the ones who have less while the socs are the rich douches." I replied, making him laugh. "Ok, the rich douches are starting to jump us greasers." He said. I just nodded and we continued to talk about random things until we reached the diner.

"Go get a booth and order me a coke,I have to go to the bathroom." I nodded and went to a booth. I noticed Steve and Soda sitting at a table with 5 other boys. I sat down and ordered a coke and a water. I noticed one of the boys in a leather jacket heading my way. "Hey Doll, I've never seen you around before you knew?" I just ignored him, which he didn't seem happy about. "Hey broad I am talking to you." I decided to mess with him in return"Mi dispiace non parlare con uomini ignoranti che pensano che le donne siano un oggetto." I said "Sorry I don't speak to ignorant men who think women are objects." He just stared at me and then he huffed and walked away. My uncle came back and sat down. "So what did I miss?" He asked. "I told a boy off in italian and ordered drinks, nothing important." He just shook his head and laughed. We continued to talk about Italy and things that happened. I felt someone staring so I looked and it was the boy in the leather jacket.

We finished eating and my uncle went to pay the bill while I went to the car. I felt someone grab my wrist so I turned around and it was a man with a lot of rings and fancy clothes. "Hey baby, never seen you around before, you know." I tried to get out of his grip but he didn't let go. "Please let me go, I have somewhere I need to be." He just smiled and pulled me into his chest. I started yelling for help. He pushed me down on the ground and his goons held me down while he hovered over me. He tried to kiss me but I turned my head and he started to kiss my neck while he started undoing my belt and jeans. Then all of a sudden he got pulled off of me. I looked and saw the boys from earlier beating up the guy and his goons let go of me and they all got in a big fight. I backed away till my back hit the diner. Once they chased off the dude and his goons they turned to me.

"You alright miss?" Question with a boy with brown almost reddish hair. "Yeah I am fine." My uncle came running out with sodapop behind him.