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beautiful, baby

-Slight smut warning-

i was sitting on the cheap plastic seats of a booth at the local diner.

across from one of the most handsome boys at school who i didn't deserve to be on a date with. 

"you look beautiful, baby"
is what he said over and over again.

i almost never wear lipstick but i was wearing a bright red lipstick that would soon be smeared.

we went from having a casual conversation to being in the ally next to the diner, kissing passionately against the wall.

darry and sodapop always warned me about boys taking advantage of me but...james wasn't taking advantage of me, right? it was a harmless make out.

as james shoved his tongue down my throat, my hands traveled through his hair.

he started to slip his fingers into my jeans when i heard footsteps and a loud and recognizable voice yell out
"hey! get your hands off my sister, hood!"

james pulled away and so did i.
he had my lipstick all over his lips and cheeks which made me chuckle until i saw sodapop and steve walking our way.

james put his hands up in defense and i wiped my lipstick off with my sleeve

"it's not that big of a deal. we're on a date..."
he chuckled slightly.

sodapop rolled his eyes and for the first time in a while i saw fire and anger in his eyes... reminded me of dally.

"cmon fizz..."
he said, grabbing my arm and dragging me out of the ally.

"call me!"
james called out, licking his lips and smirking.
soda dragged me to steve's car and i got in the back.
we started to drive and soda looked mad...very mad.

"the last thing i want for you is to be like the other greaser girls. because you're not like them, fizz. you're different and you're special. you're not a slut and you're not a whore. you barely know this guy and you're already getting to second base...plus you're fifteen. you're too young."

i just crossed my arms and stayed silent, gazing out the window as the we passed other cars and the lot.

"and since when do you wear makeup?" steve asked, laughing a little

"none of your business, randle..." i sighed.
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i sat on the couch, watching mickey with two- bit because i had nothing better to do, when dally walked into the house, smoking a weed.

"put it out!"
darry called out from the kitchen, already knowing who it was and that'd he'd be smoking because that's dally for you.

"hey, kid."
he said, sitting next to me and putting the weed out.

"hey..." i muttered

"i dunno why you're hanging out with a hood like jamie andrews."

i laughed
"you two are the exact same person..."

no wonder i like them both

"exactly" he shrugged with his thick new york accent that always drove me wild.

johnny walked in and we all smiled at him

"hey johnny" i said, turning back to the tv

"hey." he said, waving slightly and sitting down

"johnny, man, how's it hanging?" dally asked

"pretty good." johnny nodded, smiling ever so slightly.

dally sniffed
"you smell funny....like... like uhm...perfume..." he said in a suggestive voice, raising an eyebrow.

"nothing. just this girl..." he shrugged shyly

"wo- oh... looks like johnnycakes and fizzle rose are both getting some action! good for you two!"
two- bit hollered

"WHAT?!" darry roared and stormed into the living room, making me glare down at two- bit with pure anger.