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Life Choices	By : JessieMundaiFan Category: M through R > The Outsiders Views: 1891 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: The Outsiders is owned by S.E. Hinton I own nothing.
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(Johnny's POV)
"Yikes," Ponyboy winced as he took a look at my quiz grade.
"I know," I said as I groaning in embarrassment.
My English teacher had just given my class and me a quiz on Shakespeare and his plays. Needless to say I didn't do so well. Looking back, I really shouldn't have told her that I should be on the level her students were. Maybe I could have gotten a little leeway on this quiz.
"You got a fifty-eight," he said shockingly as he stared at my paper wide eyed.
I did nothing but nod as we walked out of the school. The last bell had just rung and we were on our way to catch a ride with Two-Bit and Steve.
"I don't think you did that bad," He smiled at me meekly as I gave him a blank look.
"I'm serious," he told me amusedly. "All you need a couple good study sessions and you'll be acing tests in no time."
"Thanks for trying to cheer me up," I replied dryly, "but I doubt I could catch up with my class. I mean I didn't know anything, literally anything, on that quiz. Hell, it's a miracle I got a fifty-eight."
"Oh Johnny," I tensed as he looped his arm around mine. "Where there's a will there's a way. I'll help you study."
"You will," I asked him surprised.
"Sure," he smiled at me broadly. "What are friends for?"
Ugh
Must he rub in my face the whole friend thing?
"Hey kiddies," Two-Bit greeted us as he we hopped in the back seat of his car. Steve nodded at me, but made a point to ignore Ponyboy.
"So what are you crazy rebels going be doing today," Two-Bit asked us he pulled out of the schools drive way. "Steal some hubcaps? Beat up some Socs? Rob a bank?"
I chuckled at him as Ponyboy rolled his eyes.
"No Two-Bit," Ponyboy said blandly. "Johnny and I are going to be studying."
"Oh you're gonna be studying that's surprising," Steve rolled his eyes, "oh wait that's the only you do."
Ponyboy glared at him. "Nobody was talking to you Steve."
Steve just ignored him. "You finally find somebody that wants to hang you with you and you want to study. Honestly could you be more of a nerd?"
Watching two people argue is so uncomfortable. It really makes me feel like I shouldn't be here right now.
"Not that it's any of your business, but I'm doing this to help Johnny not because I like studying," Ponyboy snapped. "Maybe you should join us. You could help Johnny learn all wrong ways to learn something."
My eyes keep going back and forth as I watch these to argue. It's like watching a ping pong match.
"Screw you little brat," Steve turn his head to glare at Pony. "Why don't ya do me a favor and get something called a life? I know you don't know what one of those is but I'll give you a hint. It doesn't involve waiting for Soda or Dally to come drag you out of your room and take you places."
"Come guys," Two-Bit sighed exasperatedly, "must we do this."
Neither of them payed him any mind.
"Like you have any room to judge me," Ponyboy yelled at him, "you're the biggest loser I know. Always walking around like your better than everyone else. You ain't shit."
Steve glared at him fiercely and shook his fist at him. "Why you little…"
I have been watching these two argue this whole time without saying a word. Call me crazy but only one thing comes to mind as I look at these to bicker.
"You know," I said before I could stop myself, "you two fight like brothers."
That seemed to stop both of them in their tracks. They both looked at me in what was a combination of disgust and shock. Two-Bit however, found this to be hilarious as he started laughing hysterically.
"Johnny!"
"That's just nasty."
"I feel dirty just thinking about it."
"How could anyone think I'm related to this brat?"
"You really hit the nail on the head there Johnny," Two-Bit was laughing so hard he had tears coming out his eyes.
For the rest of the ride Steve and Ponyboy ignored each other completely.
I really don't get what Two-Bit found so funny about what I said. Even as we entered the Curtis' house he was still chuckling a little.
"What's so funny," asked Sodapop as we all walked in the house.
"Johnny thinks Ponyboy and Steve fight like brothers," Two-Bit chuckled as he made his way to the kitchen.
Surprisingly, Soda let out a little chuckle as well.
"It's not that shocking," Soda told us.
"Whatever," Steve huffed and sat on the couch.
Ponyboy, somewhat imitating Steve, huffed and grabbed my hand. "I'm gonna help Johnny study for his English class. We'll be in my room."
I blushed a little bit at that.
Instantly, I saw Sodapop's older brother instincts kick in. He looked back and forth between Pony and I warily. As innocent as I tried to make myself look, I knew Soda wasn't a fool. I just knew he could tell I felt something for Pony.
"What," Ponyboy asked obliviously. In the corner of my eye I saw Steve roll his eyes at him.
There is no way Pony could not know what's going on.
"Nothing," Soda said quickly. "It's just that, uh, you need to keep the door open because, um, we don't need to have any germs leave the room?"
Ponyboy face lit up in recognition. "Oh, like when Dally comes over."
Wow, he really doesn't know what's going on. Kinda makes him look cuter.
"Yeah, yeah," Soda nodded his head.
"Okay, come on Johnny," He stated to drag me to his room.
As we were walking away I vaguely heard Steve say "That's a damn shame," which was quickly accompanied by him being shushed.
"I don't know why they act so weird all the time," Ponyboy told me as we entered his room.
"Ugh yeah," I agreed awkwardly. Seeing him sit on his bed, I made to find a chair to sit on. I was NOT sitting on the bed with him.
"If you're looking for a chair good look getting it," he told me as he gathered all the books he wanted from his shelf. "It's somewhere buried in Soda's pile of clothes in that corner over there."
My eyes widened as I looked over to see a humongous pile of clothes on the side of the room.
And I thought I was messy.
"There's a chair in there," I asked him in disbelief.
"Yep, be careful though something might reach up and grab ya." Having got all his books, he sat down on the bed.
"Um no thanks," I'd rather stand.
"That's what I thought, sit down," he patted the space next to him.
"Uh"
"Come on," he grabbed me and forced me to sit close to him on the bed. "Okay let me see your test."
I held it out to him as he just put his head on my shoulder and looked on with me.
"It looks like you got the basics of Shakespeare," he told me, "all you have to do learn the specifics about his plays."
"Like what," I asked him as I redirected my head to the wall. He still hadn't removed his head from my shoulder.
"Well like this question right here," he pointed to number five on my quiz, "what did you think the three witches represented in Macbeth."
"How could I get that wrong if it was my opinion," I blurted out a little annoyed.
"There are a lot of theory's out there Johnny, but one of them isn't how crazy woman can be," he chuckled at my answer.
I blushed and threw open a book. "Let's just get to work."
Ponyboy and I spent the last few hours trying to cram into my skull all things that are Shakespeare. I don't know why, but Ponyboy was determined to make sure I get every single detail right. I wouldn't normally have a problem with this, if he wasn't using such a hands on approach to do so.
Every time I misread something he would take my finger and outline what I read wrong. Every time I got frustrated he would rub my arm or my side. At four o'clock I finally decided it was time for a break.
"I'm gonna get something to drink," I told him as he just nodded at me.
I went to the kitchen and open the fridge to try and pick out something.
"How the studying going," I heard Soda say to me as he walked in the kitchen.
I stood up straight and face him. "It's, uh, going good,"
He smiled at me amusedly. "Relax I ain't gonna hurt ya, well unless you force me to." He moved to put a plate in the sink.
"Oh alright," a thought came to mind, "I thought you had to work."
"Day off," he told me simply as he started to wash the dish. "If you're looking for something to drink all we got is orange juice and beer."
Ugh beer. My face scrunched up in disgust at the word.
"I think I'll have orange juice."
"I thought so."
I grabbed a glass from the counter and started to pour myself something to drink.
"You know," I said absentmindedly. "Pony doesn't really strike me as the affectionate type."
I heard Soda let out a small laugh. "That's cause he isn't."
I stopped and look back at him.
"Then why is…"
"Pony is not easy to get close to, but once he does he clings to you real tight. You know you earned his trust when he tries to get close to you, literally."
"Oh," is all I said in response.
He nodded. "That's how Dally got in so easy with us, he earned Pony's trust. We figured if he could get Pony on his side he was fine with us." And with that he walked out the kitchen and back into the living room.
My mind was reeling from the new set of information I just got.
So Dally earned the gangs trust by earning Pony's trust.
What did he do to earn Pony's trust?
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