Tuesday, February 2, 2016

The Greaser Rumble Preparations

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The Preparations to the Rumble

So me, and the rest of the gang were getting ready for the rumble tonight. Ponyboy was busy in the shower, getting clean for the rumble. I was playing poker with Steve when Pony started yelling at me. "Hey Soda! When did you start shaving?" yelled a curious Ponyboy from the bathroom. I thought for a moment and yelled back, "When I just turned fifteen! Why?" "Eh, nothing much. I'm maybe thinking of growing a beard." shrugs Pony. "Haha, very funny. The day you grow a beard is the day Two-Bit stops putting in his two bits in." I replied, laughing out loud. Pony laughed along and went back to putting on more grease on his hair. Me and Steve went back to playing poker in the living room. We had played a few games when Ponyboy had finally finished putting on grease in the bathroom. I went to the bathroom, punching Pony on my way there. "Ow, Soda. What was that for?" asked Ponyboy, gently rubbing his shoulder. "Oh, just showing my love to my favorite little brother." I said, winking at him. Ponyboy scoffed and went to the living room where everyone else was. I closed the door to the bathroom, making sure I locked it and took my shower. After turning off the water, I wrapped a towel around myself and wrung out the water droplets from my hair. I unlocked the door and stepped out. Apparently, Pony had wanted to get back at me for punching him earlier so he had jumped out in front of me. I just stood there, not blinking at all. "Aww, Soda. Why do you have to be boring?" asked Pony. "Because I just am." I smirked at him. I walked away from Pony and went to go get a tight black shirt and some jeans. After dressing, I went back to the living room, where everyone was gathered. "Hey guys? Why do you guys like to fight." asked Ponyboy again. "Well, I like to fight-" Darry started to say. But I had butted in and said"He likes to fight because he likes to show off his muscles." Darry sent me a glare, but I just shrugged it off and gave him a cheeky grin. He sighed and just laughed at me. "Why do you like to fight, Soda?" inquired Pony. "Well, I just like to fight." "That's it?" Ponyboy looked at me incredulously. "Yup." I said, popping the"p"."Then why do you like to fight, Steve?" Pony had turned to him now. "Let's just say I like to see the Socs' heads be knocked together...hard." Steve had grinned evilly at the end of this part. I made a mental note to not get on his bad side...ever. Then Darry suddenly said that Pony shouldn't be in the rumble. Pony then started complaining that he was good enough and that it would be good experience for him. "Aye Darry, just let the kid be in the rumble. He deserves it anyway." I said. "Thanks", mouthed Pony. I smiled at him. "Fine..but if you need any help, just holler and me or Soda'll be there to help. Since Johnny ain't gonna be there to double up with you and with Dally still in the hospital we'll need all help we need." lectured Darry. "Yah, yah we get it. Now shoo, we've got more important things to do anyway." I shooed him away with my hands. "Like what, little brother?" asked Darry. "Well, things like...this!" I yelled, pushing Darry. "Why you little-!" snarled Darry playfully. I dodged his tackle and ran through the door, doing a flip and a back handspring. Darry came after me, doing a back flip and then a front flip. "Hey, wait for me!" yelled Two-Bit, jumping out of the door and tackling me. "Oopmf. How much do you weigh?" I asked, trying to catch my breath. "Well, maybe about hmm, as much you I suppose." said Two-Bit, getting off of me. "I weigh that much?" I looked down at myself, "Huh, I don't think I even look half of your size." I told him. "Haha, very funny." said Two-Bit. I saw Steve coming out of the house and he was running towards us. At the last moment, he did a no-hands cartwheel, almost hitting Pony in the head. "Aye, watch it!" scolded Pony. "Pfft, whatever." said Steve. We were all walking on the road, doing flips and acrobatics. Laughing and playing endlessly for now, we were making our way down to the vacant lot, where things with the Socs would be settled once and for all.


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