Hey everyone, this is my first fic and I hope you like it. Flames and all opinions welcome. I just hope you like it as much as I like writing it.
Disc: I SHOULD own the rights for Darry and Steve but oh well. I don't. I do own all of the girls and characters you don't know.
Lighting up a cigarette, she threw away the old one. The ash burned bright for a second before giving in to the complete darkness. That was Mel on my left. Laurel Michaels, Johanna Steele, Emily Carpenter, Becca Earnheart all stayed on my right. The five of them stood behind me, metaphorically of course. The lot of us had too much pride to stand behind anyone literally. A rough lookin' bunch when we wanted to be. Which was just when we were drunk or trying to flirt our way out of a parkin' ticket. Surveying the so-called competition, I couldn't help but smirk. A cute group of 8 or so boys. Greasers. Total greasers if not JDs or hoods. Nah, they didn't have the sleazy look that hoods usually get.
"It's gonna be dawn before they get here."
Sometimes Mel couldn't help wisecracking. I smiled back at her and out of the corner of my eye saw Johanna rubbing her arms frantically. I rolled my eyes and growled at her,
"Why didn't you bring a jacket?"
She put her arms down hurriedly and crossed her arms,
"No one's s'posed to be cold at a rumble."
She did have a point there. If those two chicks would just show up already we wouldn't be standing here in the cold. Luckily, those boys over there didn't look too ready to get this party started. In fact they looked a little, too relaxed. Like they were all drunk or something. But I could tell they weren't since I've had a lot of experience with drunks. Well, then there was the rough looking one on the far right. His bright blonde hair looked almost unnatural against his tough-guy look. I noticed him constantly cracking his knuckles sort of impatiently. He stepped forward and opened his mouth to say something but another voice distracted me.
"We're here. We're here."
'Bout freakin' time those two showed up. Jaylena and Ariel ran up panting and sweating like crazy. They tried to say a whole paragraph but the only things I got from it was that their car tire was shredded. Oh, well at least they got here. The excitement around began to rise as the boys hopped to their feet and approached us. Us group of girls don't really have a leader, so we take turns. I looked around at them to see which one would be jumping to the middle to start this thing. But, surprisingly, no one took it so I shrugged and stood in the middle, than I saw why. This tall broad shouldered hunk of a man was standing in front of my staring holes through me. Looking him up or down I smiled. He was drop dead gorgeous and looked tough as nails. His hair wasn't greased like the rest of his buddies but was soft and brown instead.
"Thanks, guys. I love you, too."
I called back to them, getting a chuckle even from the guys facing us. Turning my head, I saw that one tall muscular cute greaser with slick black hair and a chipped tooth was trying to feel up Laurel. She slugged him a good one in the jaw and the rumble was on was on. The handsome one in front of me took a few roundhouse punches aimed low. The second one cracked a few ribs but I responded politely with an uppercut to the jaw. I could see blood flowing in his mouth when I started giving him a barrage to the side of the face. He bashed a hard punch to my gut and I could swear his fists were steel plated. He pulled back for another hit but something stopped him,
"DARRY!"
A voice called and we both turned to see Emily taking down some young 14 or 15 year old kid. The big guy ran over to the kid while I scrambled up. He almost made it over to the kid when I threw myself on his back. With the unexpected 100-some pounds on his back, he fell backwards and unfortunately, right on top of me. The tall greasy haired kid, who'd started this, ran up, grabbed Emily, and wrenched her off by her shirt. Wriggling out from under the Darrel guy, I made my way over to the big towheaded guy who seemed to be enjoying taking a shot at Jaylena. Kicking him in the knees, I gave him a good crack across the head.
"Holy CRAP!"
Some little dark kid had launched himself on my back and was trying to strangle me. There wasn't too much for me to do being facedown in the mud and all. Feeling the weight being lifted off, I stood up and kicked him a couple of times. For a second all the fighting stopped and everyone just stared at each other. Darry was running around shouting for something,
"Sodapop! Soda!"
The blonde kid's eyes got wide,
"S-Soda's missing?"
A needle seemed to poke through my stomach that urged me to count everyone.
"Guys, where's Mel?"
All of us looked around frantically until this drunk guy on the other side pointed out,
"Is it just me or is my car gone?"
We all stood there thinking. Mel's missing, some guy's missing, and some guy's car is missing. Coincidence? I think not. Sighing, I took one last look at the guys and headed back to my car. Mel usually crashed at my place when she couldn't go home so I might as well look there. As the rest of the girls hopped over the top of my door, Laurel commented,
"Cute guys, ain't they?"
I smirked back at her and nodded.
"Mel's probably getting her piece of the pie, if you know what I mean."
Emily said, suggestively. Becca put her in a headlock,
"Woman, we all know what you mean."
We laughed and started down South. I wasn't too used to the East side of town, bein' from the South side and all.
Sure enough, the bedroom light was on and the curtains were shut in my decent house. All five of us exchanged unsurprised glances before heading inside. Ariel and Jaylena had headed back to—somewhere. They usually just disappear without telling anyone. Who knows what they're doing. Johanna threw the door open and shouted,
"Honey, we're home."
I heard a few curse words come from the bedroom and folded my arms impatiently. Surprise, surprise, Mel came out looking like a deer in headlights and so did the kid that followed her. That must be the Sodapop everyone was looking for.
"Jess, um, you see I—."
I motioned my head to the door,
"Kid, I'm takin' you back before those friends of yours think I kidnapped you."
The two of them looked at each other worriedly,
"I'm coming to."
"Suit yourself, Mel."
"And, I want all of you to come, too. There's something I need to tell you."