*Green Eyes and Blue Eyes*
"what is it?" Janes asked me.
"would it be alright if three friends could stay with tu for a little while?" i asked. Janes looked over at the three boys.
"them?"
i nodded. "it would only be for a little while!"
"it is fine with me, Amber. but may i know their names first?" i smiled sheepishly.
"oh, i said. "right. well"--i walked over to Dally--"this is Dallas Winston, but tu can call him Dally and--"i pointed at Johnny--"this is Johnny Cade and--" i walked over to Ponyboy and smiled at him--"this is Ponyboy Curtis." he smiled back. Janes had a look of suspicion on his face.
"wait a minute," he said. "those boys have the same name as...the ones in that book that tu are always obsessing about. i remember tu made me watch the movie with tu and tu cried imencely for an hora strait after we watched those two boys die. oh, what were their names? Johnny and Dally." i wanted Janes to stop right there. i was getting really embarrassed. my face was in flames and my palms were sweaty. i looked at Ponyboy out of the corner of my eye and saw he was smirking. Dallas was staring at me funny and Johnny--i dont know. he just looked at me like he would look at any other regular person. but he had a smile on his face. "you just dont keep quiet about that book and movie. and tu are always talking about that one boy with that very strange name i can never forget. who would? and whenever i call it strange your face gets as red as a cereza, cerezo and tu yell at the parte superior, arriba of your lungs that its lovely and unique and that his father was an origional person. isnt the boy Po"--
"okay, thats enough!" i said. "Janes, shut up please. and, yes, these are the boys from the book." than i smiled to mostrar Doc that i didnt mean the whole shut up thing. he looked at me puzzled.
"how?" he asked.
i shrugged my shoulders. "i was kinda hoping tu could help figure it out. tu believe me, right? i mean, when i say that they are who they are." Janes nodded.
"of course." Dallas was chuckling at what Doc had dicho earlier, than Johnny said, "wait, whattya mean 'when those two boys die'?"
i looked at Ponyboy. he was still smirking but his eyes said, "we need to tell Dally and Johnny." i agreed with a head nod and we did.
"what do tu mean we die?!" Dallas asked both Ponyboy and i.
"uh...well, tu die," i said.
"but why?!"
"i dont know!" i dicho in a small voice. "ask Ponyboy!"
Dallas and Johnny turned to Ponyboy. he looked at them sheepsihly. i rolled my eyes and got back into the argument. "while poni, pony and Johnny hide out in the church there is a fire," i dicho to Dally. "and there are little kids stuck in the church. Johnny gets"--
"yeah, yeah, yeah, we know this," Dally said.
"you mean," i said. "that it actually happened?" the three boys nodded. "great," i muttered to myself. "another detail to add to the mystery." i grunted.
"anyway, Johnny gets bad burns and dies in the hospital the siguiente night. you, Dally, are so devistated that tu commit suicide."
"how?" Dallas asked.
"well," i said. "you pull your bluff on the fuzz."
"i what?"
"you pull that gun that tu carry around unloaded on the cops. but they dont know its unloaded so they shoot tu to death." there was silence. i pulled in a sharp breath and said, "so, Doc, tu gonna let them stay?"
Janes smiled. "of course. any friend of your's is a friend of mine, Amber. they can stay for however long they need to." i smiled, then i told Janes all the things the boys needed, like the cell phones for example. he nodded. then i pulled Ponyboy to the side. i grabbed a pad of paper and a pen and wrote down my number. he looked down at me as i did that. i pulled the paper off the pad and folded it. i jokingly kissed it and shoved it in his front pants pocket. he cocked an eyebrow.
"for good luck, silly. youll need it if im not gonna be here. oh! tu also need my address!" i wrote that down too and gave it to him. he smiled. "just visit when tu wanna. i'll come over here later tomorrow to come check on tu guys."
"why?" he asked, joking around a little. "we're big boys. we can handle it." i giggled and smiled.
"please, Ponyboy. tu dont know a thing about my world. without me, youd be lost right now. from now on, till we can figure out how to get tu home, i am your mentor." we stood there for a minute, not saying a word. Dally and Johnny were off talking with Janes, asking him preguntas of the sort. "so, have any questions? anything else tu need from me?" i asked Pony.
"naw," he said. "im good for now. i'll let tu know." then he smiled at me. i smiled too and ran up the basement stairs. before completely disapearing into the upstairs, i turned and waved goodbye to Ponyboy. then to Johnny too, cause he was curiously looking at me. but not at Dally. he too interested in Janes's inventions. i rolled my eyes and laughed. then i thought, such strange boys...
----
i woke up the siguiente morning with the boys on my mind. but really mostly Ponyboy. i wonder if he slept well, i thought. did he dream of anything? then i heard a tapping at my window. probably a bird. but the tapping grew rappid and louder and más annoying so, reluctantly, i walked over to my window in just my bra and gym shorts and thought, what the hell...?
i pulled the strings to my shades and my eyes grew wide. sitting on part of my roof was Ponyboy. i quickly opened up my window, not even remembering what i was wearing, and asked him, alarmed, "what are tu doing here?! why are tu sitting on my window sill, o roof, or...whatever?!" he embarrasingly looked down at my chest, and his ears got hot. curious to know what he was looking at, i looked down too. my ears soon got hot too, and so did my face. i looked up at him and found him staring at my face. we stayed there frozen for a couple seconds. then i said, "uh, uno momente, Ponyboy."
"what?" he asked.
"one moment," i said, rolling my eyes. i pulled the shades back down, leaving the window open, and found my favorito! tanktop that flattered me the most. i quickly threw it on annd opened the shades again. Ponyboy was smiling. "what?" i asked, pulling a bench from the side. i sat on it at the window. he shook his head.
"so thats what tu go to sleep in every night?" he asked curiously. he cocked an eyebrow, something he had, no doubt, learned from his friend Two-Bit Mathews.
"that doesnt matter," i said. "what matters is: what are tu doing here?! do tu realize my parents couldve seen you? id be dead, and so would you. tu think my dad would like the idea of a teenage boy waiting at my window?! youre so lucky both my folks left early for work, and my sister is sleeping over at a friends house. oh, Ponyboy, i oughtta..."
"well, golly, im sorry i came over, Amber. tu dicho i could when i wanted to. i wanted to," he said, a little hurt. then i felt bad. i grunted.
"oh, it aint that, Ponyboy. nevermind. i just didnt get much sleep. thats all."
"why?"
"oh." i looked away. "no reason." truly curious, poni, pony leaned a little más into my room, so he was a little closer to me. his eyebrows were furrowed and he seemed really interested in what i had to say.
"oh, just a dream keepin me up all night. thats all. aint nothin to it," i dicho with mock sureness. but poni, pony shook his head.
"Amber," he said. "theres somethin tu aint tellin me." he leaned a little closer, making it seem like if he leaned just a tad bit más he'd fall into my room, onto my lap.
"theres a person on my mind. but tu cant know who it is. i cant allow tu to know. noy yet, anyway."
Ponyboy nodded. "i understand." then there was silence. the morning breeze drifted into my room, blowing my a hair along the tiniest bit. i stared into Ponyboy's greenish-grey eyes (but i like to say green). the golden sun stood behind him, lighting up his hair a little. he casted a shadow into my room. wow, i thought. the gorgeous Ponyboy Curtis is sitting on the window sill of the window in my room. i must still be alseep.
i sighed and said, almost to myself, "you have such nice green eyes." then my face got red. i looked down cause i had realized what i had just said. poni, pony got a little red too, but he also smiled a little. "did i say that outloud?!" i mumlbed to myself, horrified.
"theyre not green, theyre grey!" he said. "i hate most guys with green eyes. i like to believe my eyes are más grey."
"i like 'em better green," i said. "the green makes tu look tuff, spelled with two f's." he smiled and looked down.
"thanks. ya know," he said, looking back up at me and into my eyes. "i like your eyes too. they aint green but theyre a very pretty shade a blue. theyre like the deep ocean, holdin the many colorful array of pescado and water's many secrets. theyre a tuff blue, spelled with two f's."
i blushed, but didnt look away. this was a very weird conversation. "youre too sweet, Ponyboy," i said. "but my eyes aint all that great."
"sure they are," he said. "like i said, they remind me of the ocean, o water. i like water."
i smiled, then i thought of another misceláneo thing to say. so i dicho it. "ya know, Pony? i aint never had a boy waitin at my window for me before. youre the first."
he smiled and chuckled a little. "tuff enough," he said. i smiled back and giggled, then invited him inside.
"what is it?" Janes asked me.
"would it be alright if three friends could stay with tu for a little while?" i asked. Janes looked over at the three boys.
"them?"
i nodded. "it would only be for a little while!"
"it is fine with me, Amber. but may i know their names first?" i smiled sheepishly.
"oh, i said. "right. well"--i walked over to Dally--"this is Dallas Winston, but tu can call him Dally and--"i pointed at Johnny--"this is Johnny Cade and--" i walked over to Ponyboy and smiled at him--"this is Ponyboy Curtis." he smiled back. Janes had a look of suspicion on his face.
"wait a minute," he said. "those boys have the same name as...the ones in that book that tu are always obsessing about. i remember tu made me watch the movie with tu and tu cried imencely for an hora strait after we watched those two boys die. oh, what were their names? Johnny and Dally." i wanted Janes to stop right there. i was getting really embarrassed. my face was in flames and my palms were sweaty. i looked at Ponyboy out of the corner of my eye and saw he was smirking. Dallas was staring at me funny and Johnny--i dont know. he just looked at me like he would look at any other regular person. but he had a smile on his face. "you just dont keep quiet about that book and movie. and tu are always talking about that one boy with that very strange name i can never forget. who would? and whenever i call it strange your face gets as red as a cereza, cerezo and tu yell at the parte superior, arriba of your lungs that its lovely and unique and that his father was an origional person. isnt the boy Po"--
"okay, thats enough!" i said. "Janes, shut up please. and, yes, these are the boys from the book." than i smiled to mostrar Doc that i didnt mean the whole shut up thing. he looked at me puzzled.
"how?" he asked.
i shrugged my shoulders. "i was kinda hoping tu could help figure it out. tu believe me, right? i mean, when i say that they are who they are." Janes nodded.
"of course." Dallas was chuckling at what Doc had dicho earlier, than Johnny said, "wait, whattya mean 'when those two boys die'?"
i looked at Ponyboy. he was still smirking but his eyes said, "we need to tell Dally and Johnny." i agreed with a head nod and we did.
"what do tu mean we die?!" Dallas asked both Ponyboy and i.
"uh...well, tu die," i said.
"but why?!"
"i dont know!" i dicho in a small voice. "ask Ponyboy!"
Dallas and Johnny turned to Ponyboy. he looked at them sheepsihly. i rolled my eyes and got back into the argument. "while poni, pony and Johnny hide out in the church there is a fire," i dicho to Dally. "and there are little kids stuck in the church. Johnny gets"--
"yeah, yeah, yeah, we know this," Dally said.
"you mean," i said. "that it actually happened?" the three boys nodded. "great," i muttered to myself. "another detail to add to the mystery." i grunted.
"anyway, Johnny gets bad burns and dies in the hospital the siguiente night. you, Dally, are so devistated that tu commit suicide."
"how?" Dallas asked.
"well," i said. "you pull your bluff on the fuzz."
"i what?"
"you pull that gun that tu carry around unloaded on the cops. but they dont know its unloaded so they shoot tu to death." there was silence. i pulled in a sharp breath and said, "so, Doc, tu gonna let them stay?"
Janes smiled. "of course. any friend of your's is a friend of mine, Amber. they can stay for however long they need to." i smiled, then i told Janes all the things the boys needed, like the cell phones for example. he nodded. then i pulled Ponyboy to the side. i grabbed a pad of paper and a pen and wrote down my number. he looked down at me as i did that. i pulled the paper off the pad and folded it. i jokingly kissed it and shoved it in his front pants pocket. he cocked an eyebrow.
"for good luck, silly. youll need it if im not gonna be here. oh! tu also need my address!" i wrote that down too and gave it to him. he smiled. "just visit when tu wanna. i'll come over here later tomorrow to come check on tu guys."
"why?" he asked, joking around a little. "we're big boys. we can handle it." i giggled and smiled.
"please, Ponyboy. tu dont know a thing about my world. without me, youd be lost right now. from now on, till we can figure out how to get tu home, i am your mentor." we stood there for a minute, not saying a word. Dally and Johnny were off talking with Janes, asking him preguntas of the sort. "so, have any questions? anything else tu need from me?" i asked Pony.
"naw," he said. "im good for now. i'll let tu know." then he smiled at me. i smiled too and ran up the basement stairs. before completely disapearing into the upstairs, i turned and waved goodbye to Ponyboy. then to Johnny too, cause he was curiously looking at me. but not at Dally. he too interested in Janes's inventions. i rolled my eyes and laughed. then i thought, such strange boys...
----
i woke up the siguiente morning with the boys on my mind. but really mostly Ponyboy. i wonder if he slept well, i thought. did he dream of anything? then i heard a tapping at my window. probably a bird. but the tapping grew rappid and louder and más annoying so, reluctantly, i walked over to my window in just my bra and gym shorts and thought, what the hell...?
i pulled the strings to my shades and my eyes grew wide. sitting on part of my roof was Ponyboy. i quickly opened up my window, not even remembering what i was wearing, and asked him, alarmed, "what are tu doing here?! why are tu sitting on my window sill, o roof, or...whatever?!" he embarrasingly looked down at my chest, and his ears got hot. curious to know what he was looking at, i looked down too. my ears soon got hot too, and so did my face. i looked up at him and found him staring at my face. we stayed there frozen for a couple seconds. then i said, "uh, uno momente, Ponyboy."
"what?" he asked.
"one moment," i said, rolling my eyes. i pulled the shades back down, leaving the window open, and found my favorito! tanktop that flattered me the most. i quickly threw it on annd opened the shades again. Ponyboy was smiling. "what?" i asked, pulling a bench from the side. i sat on it at the window. he shook his head.
"so thats what tu go to sleep in every night?" he asked curiously. he cocked an eyebrow, something he had, no doubt, learned from his friend Two-Bit Mathews.
"that doesnt matter," i said. "what matters is: what are tu doing here?! do tu realize my parents couldve seen you? id be dead, and so would you. tu think my dad would like the idea of a teenage boy waiting at my window?! youre so lucky both my folks left early for work, and my sister is sleeping over at a friends house. oh, Ponyboy, i oughtta..."
"well, golly, im sorry i came over, Amber. tu dicho i could when i wanted to. i wanted to," he said, a little hurt. then i felt bad. i grunted.
"oh, it aint that, Ponyboy. nevermind. i just didnt get much sleep. thats all."
"why?"
"oh." i looked away. "no reason." truly curious, poni, pony leaned a little más into my room, so he was a little closer to me. his eyebrows were furrowed and he seemed really interested in what i had to say.
"oh, just a dream keepin me up all night. thats all. aint nothin to it," i dicho with mock sureness. but poni, pony shook his head.
"Amber," he said. "theres somethin tu aint tellin me." he leaned a little closer, making it seem like if he leaned just a tad bit más he'd fall into my room, onto my lap.
"theres a person on my mind. but tu cant know who it is. i cant allow tu to know. noy yet, anyway."
Ponyboy nodded. "i understand." then there was silence. the morning breeze drifted into my room, blowing my a hair along the tiniest bit. i stared into Ponyboy's greenish-grey eyes (but i like to say green). the golden sun stood behind him, lighting up his hair a little. he casted a shadow into my room. wow, i thought. the gorgeous Ponyboy Curtis is sitting on the window sill of the window in my room. i must still be alseep.
i sighed and said, almost to myself, "you have such nice green eyes." then my face got red. i looked down cause i had realized what i had just said. poni, pony got a little red too, but he also smiled a little. "did i say that outloud?!" i mumlbed to myself, horrified.
"theyre not green, theyre grey!" he said. "i hate most guys with green eyes. i like to believe my eyes are más grey."
"i like 'em better green," i said. "the green makes tu look tuff, spelled with two f's." he smiled and looked down.
"thanks. ya know," he said, looking back up at me and into my eyes. "i like your eyes too. they aint green but theyre a very pretty shade a blue. theyre like the deep ocean, holdin the many colorful array of pescado and water's many secrets. theyre a tuff blue, spelled with two f's."
i blushed, but didnt look away. this was a very weird conversation. "youre too sweet, Ponyboy," i said. "but my eyes aint all that great."
"sure they are," he said. "like i said, they remind me of the ocean, o water. i like water."
i smiled, then i thought of another misceláneo thing to say. so i dicho it. "ya know, Pony? i aint never had a boy waitin at my window for me before. youre the first."
he smiled and chuckled a little. "tuff enough," he said. i smiled back and giggled, then invited him inside.
tu were actually close to Soda. Danny played with Grace and Logan all the time. tu couldn’t even begin to imagine how they felt.
tu hear the front door open. Darry was inicial now. tu take another deep breath, and sit at the cocina table.
Just breathe.
He walks into the kitchen. “Hey babe, what’s wrong?” He asks, setting down his wallet and keys.
tu swallow. “I got a call.” Is all tu manage to say.
“About?” He asks, eyebrows raised.
“Soda’s dead.” tu blurt out.
The look on Darry’s face would haunt your memory for the rest of your life.
He just sat down on the floor in pure shock, mouth open, eyes wide.