Chapter 5~

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When I woke up, I was in my bed, still fully clothed. I got out of bed and to my closet. picking out my greaser look. White t-shirt, black leather jacket, blue skinny jeans, and black converse. I brushed my soft, brown hair and went down stairs. I grabbed an and went outside. I started munching on my apple. After walking about a mile, I turned around to head back home. Distantly, I thought I heard a car. I shrugged off the feeling and kept going. I was about 40 feet from my house, when a blue mustang pulled up behind me, blocking the exit, and 4 Socs getting out.

"Looks like we found a mighty good lookin, Greaser." said Bob.

"Let's bring her back to the house. Head up to her room, and maybe even exchange a couple kisses..." said Randy. I was done. I went at Randy and punched him in the nose. Than trying to get at Bob, only for Randy to be pulling on my shirt. I kicked him in the stomach and tried for Bob again. I went in for a blow, when Steve came from my right side and wacked Bob to the ground. Steve started punching Bob, nonstop. Two-bit was finishing up with swearing at Randy. Soda was holding a protective arm in front of me, hoping nothing would hit me ever again. I saw the whole gang and Danika, who was yelling at Bob to never touch me again, was there. Danika spit on Bob before turning to me.

"I'm sorry, Alexis. I forgot how sexual my cousin could be..." She then went over to Bob again.

"As for you....GET! GET OUT OF HERE, YOU FREAKS!" I was laughing so hard, along with the rest of the gang that I hardly noticed that Bob and the other 3 Socs got in the mustang and left. After everybody calmed down I got up and started heading to my house. I turned around, almost forgetting to say,

"Thank you guys for helping me out." I turned and headed towards my house.

"Hey," I turned around and Dallas came to me.

"I'm real sorry about earlier. Really. If you don't believe me that's fine. I would do anything for you, broads. You all seem like you can't fight as good and-" He said.

"Thanks for the lecture, Dallas. I forgive you for earlier, but you don't need to go into detail about us, girls, and how good or bad we are at fighting." I then punched him in the stomach.

"That's for chasing me at the track and that's also for talking shit about us, broads." I smirked, when Dallas gave me a playful glare.

"But I'm Dallas Winston, which I'm never nice." I rolled my eyes. Of course he's gonna say that.

"Dallas just gave me an idea." Everyone turned to Ponyboy.

"Let's all go to the movies!"

"I like that idea! Let's do it!" I exclaimed, excitedly. We all walked to the movies and took the free route, not really wanting to pay a quarter for a movie. We all got comfortable with Diet Cokes from Dallas and popcorn from Ponyboy. This movie was going to be good. 

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