Scottish Gold (An Outsiders Fic)

Chapter 16: Two Teens Getting Frisky

Vikki's POV

All the deep American voices drowned out mine and Cookie's as we all counted down from 10 to ring in the new year. We trusted the wristwatch of Ponyboy's to ensure that the fireworks would go off right at midnight. They have done this every New Years for practically their whole lives so I trusted that they knew what they were doing.

"Five! Four! Three! Two! One! Happy New Year!" We all shouted at the top of our lungs. The boys began hooting and hollering, making as much noise as they could until the fireworks zoomed up into the clear night sky and blew up in bright colors of white, red, gold, and blue. More and more zoomed into the sky, making mushroom shaped patterns into the air, before gracefully falling down and burning out before it touched the ground.

"The fireworks are gorgeous." I said in a normal volume voice, but the booms from the fireworks were so loud that I could barely hear myself.

"Not as gorgeous as what I'm looking at." I heard Soda say and I looked over at him to find he was staring at me. My face became hot and I found myself punching his shoulder.

"Be quiet." I told him, blowing a raspberry at his remark. I knew he was trying to turn on his playboy charm, but I wasn't gonna fall for it.

"I only speak the truth." He told me, shoving his fists in his pockets. I shook my head at his antics only to catch sight of something amazing. Two-bit was kissing Cookie. Sure, I knew something was going on between them, but that wasn't the part that was amazing.

The amazing part was that my sister, who never let her feelings show, was crying. I could see the small tears sliding down her ample cheek, but her features looked so at peace. Call it twin telepathy or whatever, but she was definitely crying out of happiness.

I almost wished that I had that. Somebody to kiss at midnight and somebody to hold me with so much affection. I'd never had that before, I never needed it, not after what I had seen happen to Cookie the first time she let someone in like that. I stood there watching them, I realized that maybe not every boy was like him, maybe there were good men out there, we just needed to find them.

I shook my head, side glancing at Soda. Had I been too quick to judge him? Had I been rash in my belief that he was just like the lad who hurt Cookie? He seemed better than that. He seemed like he genuinely cared.

"Ah'm sorry." I whispered to him.

"What for?" He asked, tilting his head.

"For..." I couldn't bring myself to say it. What would I even say? For thinking you were a terrible person? For assuming that you were like that walking piece of garbage I hated? "For thinking ill of ye." I finally decided.

"You thought ill of me?" He questioned, slight shock making its way onto his handsome features. "When?"

"When did Ah meet ye again?" I asked, half joking, but really not. "No, no it wasn't just ye. Ah think ill of most attractive guys."

I looked down at my feet and glanced back up at him through my mascara covered lashes. A childish, annoying grin slowly slid over Sodapop's features. I scrunched my eyebrows together, confused as to why he looked so giddy.

"You think I'm attractive?" He asked his perfect lips sliding into a perfect devious smirk that almost put Two-Bit to shame.

If it was possible to be more red than a firetruck, I was right in that moment. I hadn't realized until he pointed it out that I had just admitted to think he was attractive. I wanted to jump off a bridge at that very moment, maybe the cold watery end would cool the fire that was coursing through my veins and slowly burned me alive.