Peer Pressure

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I have only really given into peer pressure a handful of times, but not for something bad. More so hang out with one of my friends other friends or something.

This time I’m here to tell you I’m adding onto my blog. I’m going to start doing movie reviews.

Now, I know what you’re thinking “Everyone does movie reviews, why are you doing it too?“. The answer is simple.

I love movies, and I have a hard time keeping my opinions to myself when I see a good or bad movie.

So to start I’m going to do this in the order of the movies of the actors I wanna watch. If you wanna give me a suggestion for a movie, or an actor to watch the movies of, I’m open to it.

For right now I’m working on Tom Cruise(Still), Rob Lowe(Finding all of his movies are hard to do), Emilio Estevez. And I will soon be working on Matt Dillon(I actually started with him, but I never really got around to finishing), Patrick Swazy(I think that’s how you spell his last name), Thomas C. Howellie(sp?), Ralph Machio, and possibly Diane Lane( I think).

And if this sequence of actors(and one actress) seems familiar to you, well I’ll help you out.

 

I read this book in eight grade for English. I fell in love with it and for the longest time it was my favorite book and movie.

After practically memorizing both the book and movie I decided to see what the actors to my favorite move also did. I started randomly, in this case Matt Dillon. I watched a couple of movies staring him.

Then I went to Tome Cruise. Stayed with him for a long time watching the movies with him I liked the most(I pretty much memorized one of his earliest ones[not The Outsiders]). Now I’m going back and forth between Rob Low and Emilio Estevez. I started with Rob, but the sight I go to, to watch movies doesn’t have a lot of his. So I figured, while I find another site to watch on, I’ll work on the actor I crushed on the most in the Outsiders.

I’m gonna finish Matt Dillon soon enough, and I’m gonna do Patrick Swazy, Thomas C. Howellie, Ralph Machio, and possibly Diane Lane. I’m not sure about her because I was never a real big Cherry fan(It’s ironic ’cause I love the flavor of cherry). I’m still thinking about it.

Anyway. If you’re looking forward to that, look for posts that are titled ‘Movie Review’ And I’ll write the movie name, and the actor, who they played all that. And if it’s a book, I’m gonna try and get that and read it too.

You can expect a lot of Tom Cruise reviews in the next little while if I have time. I still have school, another sharing site I go on regularly, and my birth day’s coming up.

I’m still going to continue on with my ‘TomKat Johnes’ love story, and ‘Is She Really What They Say?’. I think I’m also gonna come up with some other stuff and post it on here. But yeah. I just thought I’d make a post letting you guys know what’s going on with all that.

And I’d like to apologise for not posting things recently, I have had a little writers block with both stories and I think I was neglecting my other site for a while. But, that’s what I’m gonna do.

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I’m Not Sure Anymore.

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This post is going to be different from every other post I’ve put up here before. I have three big things I need to address. I’m writing this manly as an apology to my sister.

1.) I would like to say sorry for the comment I posted on that entry last night. I was writing is as a monotone voice in my head. I didn’t mean it the way you took it. It was nice of you to write a memorial for her, but I didn’t want you too. I guess after everyone kept apologising to me and asking if I was alright, I grew tired of it. Like I didn’t want anything to do with it at all. I didn’t mean to make you upset. And thank you for deleting it by the way. It made me feel a little better. But then I felt worse when you said you were upset. I’m sorry, I meant nothing by it.

2.) This one is for anyone who is completely clueless as to what I’m talking about.

Yesterday, at about 11 a.m. I went to go and clean my hamster’s cage. Her name is Cali, I got her last year about February I think. A few weeks or so after I got her, my sister’s cat knocked her cage down a few times. My mom took her to the vet, it turned out she had a pinched back. She had lost the use of her back legs. Still she survived. This particular morning I noticed her was stuck in the grates of her cage. I figured I could get her out because this wasn’t the first time it happened. I couldn’t, she was jammed in there. I asked my sister for help. She said to take her to dad. I did, and he cut the grate in which she was stuck in. Cali was bleeding. Dad said she was dying. I started to cry. My sister kept telling me it wasn’t my fault. I just kept saying ‘I’m sorry’ to her, Cali. I was holding her, trying to get her to drink some water. She would take a little, but then spit it up. She was becoming really still, and with her that was never something we were used to. She started to get cold, not moving, not taking any water. My mom came home, a while after my sister left to go to school. My mom suggested I put her in a smaller box than her cage. She said she probably wouldn’t make it through the night. I already knew. It was about six p.m. I looked over at the box next to me at my desk. I checked to see if she was okay, but she didn’t respond. I tried a couple of times and nothing. I think I cried all I was going to when I first realized what was going to happen. I put the lid over her, slid on my shoes and went outside to the back yard. I put her under the gazebo we had while I went to dig her grave. I tried one place by the big tree in out garden, but I hit a root. I moved to the back, right near the fence. It was good. During that, my mom, dad, and sister came home while I was digging. My sister suggested I bury her next to her cat, but I put her in the back, near the fence. My dad and sister went inside. My mom went to the gazebo and opened the box. I went over to her when I was finished, she was looking in the box. She handed it to me. I put it in the hole, and covered her. My mom kept telling me she was in a better place, and asking me if I was okay.

3.) I think what I wrote as a comment an my sister’s blog had to do with all of this. I was frustrated with myself. Maybe if I went to clean her cage earlier, then I could have stopped her from getting caught and she’d be alive right now. I’m tired of hearing everyone ask me if I’m alright. Yes, I am. Stop asking. And I was plain feat up with mom saying she was in a better place. I know that. I hate it when people tell me something I already know. That has to be in my top three pet peeves. I just wanted to forget about her, straighten my head out. But then my sister posted that blog and I read it, I posted a comment correcting her on a couple things and trying to tell her how I feel. But so far everyone thinks they know how I feel. Well they don’t. If they did then they’d stop asking. My mom wouldn’t have said anything about it. I would have been able to dig her grave and bury her by myself. Mom wouldn’t have been there. I’d be left alone and people would just leave it as it is. What’s done is done. I can’t go back and stop it. I know I’m not going to have a pet of my own for a while. Maybe a fish or two after a while, but not for a while. And it just sucks, I finally get things sorted out with my best friend after a fight, and now my hamster dies. What’s that gonna look like when I’m asked about my spring break in one of my classes? “And Torri, what did you do over spring break?” “I learned what it feels like to be a grave digger for about twenty minutes.” “You killed someone!” “No. My hamster died.”
Yeah, sure. ‘Cause I’m totally going to do that. I just want people to understand something. I feel things much different than the average person. We all feel things differently, but take a look through my eyes and walk a mile or two in my shoes. Then tell me something to make me feel better. If anyone who loves me does then they’ll leave it and not bring it up again. I wanna get over this and move on with my life. I miss her, but I’m willing to move on. I just need the ability to do that. And if I can’t in my own house, well we have a few problems here don’t cha think?

Is She Really What They Say?( A Taps Story)

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Summer session was in full swing. We were training almost all day. The odd time there’d be a night training session.

As of right now we had a few days free of training.

Me and the guys had plans to go around town and hang out. I was working in the kitchen for the morning, I always did as request of the general. He said he never minded having anyone as strong and determined as I, but he did suggest I pick up a few ‘woman skills’, as he calls them, when I can.

The kitchen staff was actually quite nice and excepting of me from the beginning. I had fun, and they’d let me make dinner for everyone some nights.

No one other than Alex knew about it though. But after a little while I told Shawn too. I had him promise not to tell anyone. Someone found out it’s just one more reason why I shouldn’t be here. One more thing for them to comment on about me being girl. I hated it with a passion, but Shawn actually liked me more for it.

He really is a strange one that boy. Then again I am too. I guess we make a pretty good pair together.

I told them I’d meet them at the park at ten hundred hours.

I was running a little late. I spilt some batter so I had to clean it up and start again.

I was running down the street trying to make it on time. We were going to decide what to do when I got there.

I saw them sitting on one of the benches.

“Hey! Sorry I’m late!” I said as I stopped next to them and caught my breath.

“Right on time.” Brain said checking his watch.

“So what are we going to do?” J.C. asked.

We all thought for a moment.

“We could go to the arcade.” Alex suggested.

“No,” Rusty said, “Me and Shawn got into a disagreement with some of the townies that hang around there a lot. Not the best place.”

We nodded in agreement. This place belonged to the civilians, not us. We were borrowing it for a while until we were excepted into the army, navy, air force, and marines. We all knew that.

“What about the skating place?” Eddy brought up.

“I pissed off the owner a while ago.” Shawn said.

“Can’t go anywhere with you.” Alex mumbled.

Shawn did a nice thing and pretended not to hear him for my sake. I glared at Alex a little before coming up with something.

“How about the ice cream parlor?” I suggested, “We can have milkshakes and

listen to the music on the juke box.”

“That sounds good.” Brain told me.

The rest nodded in agreement.

We headed over, talking about this and that. Not holding one particular conversation very long.

We came in laughing about a joke I just told. We grabbed a both and ordered milkshakes, still talking.

“You two always get the same.” Bug stated as we started slurping on our think drinks, “Why?”

Alex and I looked at each other from across the table for a second, then shrugged.

“Great minds think a like.” We said at the same time.

“You’re both crazy is what you are.” Rusty told us.

“How you figure that?” I asked going back to my chocolate and vanilla drink.

“You’ve been taking on guys that have the potential to kill you, Christina.” J.C. started.

“And, Alex has the nerve to fight with Shawn, and he can hold it with you.” Ed told me.

I shrugged, “You should of seen some of the stuff we did before we came here.”

Alex laughed, “Good times.”

“Ain’t about to deny that, but we were trouble.” I commented.

“Chrisa, that’s an understatement and you know it.” He corrected.

“Why don’t you two ever talk about the stuff you got into before?” Brain asked.

We both awkwardly sipped our shakes not answering.

“We’re waiting.” Shawn cooed almost evilly to us, he was sitting next to me. At this moment his hand was lightly on my knee.

I stopped and looked at him, “We don’t talk about it ’cause before I didn’t know you guys well enough. And we wont know because you’d kill Alex if you knew half the stuff we did.” I then turned my attention back to my drink. It was huge and I barely made a dent in it.

“Forget half the stuff, he finds out ten things we did.” Alex told me giving me that playful look, “He’ll explode.”

I giggled and nodded in agreement with that. We did a lot of crazy things before this. Even before we were at this point right now. He found out about any of them, any of the more embarrassing, humiliating, messy things. One bad thing, Shawn’s just. . . . . . . . . . . protective and slightly possessive.

“And what were some of these things?” Rusty pressed wanting either to see Alex get killed, or Shawn’s head explode.

“Stuff.” I said.

“like?” He pressed more.

“No of your business, quite asking.” Alex snapped.

J.C. gasped and joking said, “Did you two marry when you were little?-gasp- Is that what you don’t want Shawn to know? That you two kissed and are secretly together?”

I almost chalked on my drink at that.

“What?” Me and Alex demanded at the same time.

“You heard me.” He teased.

Alex and I looked at each other for a few seconds, then, without warning, burst out laughing.

They looked at us like we were crazy.

“M-me and Alex. Y-You haha- have to be kidding!” I laughed.

“Not a chance in hell.” Alex continued.

We finally calmed down enough to talk properly.

I shook my head, “I ain’t ever been married, neither has he.”

“I don’t think I wanna for a while.” He said.

“Then what’s the stuff you don’t want me to know?” Shawn asked.

I looked at him and batted my eyes at him, “If I told you that then what would the point of keeping it from you be?”

He sighed, “Why do I try with you?” He asked himself.

” ‘Cause you love me, ‘member.” I told him.

“Right.” He said nodding and looking away.

“seriously,” Brain said more to me than Alex, “I just wanna know one thing, please.”

I hated to see a cadet beg. I glanced at Alex, his face showed he didn’t care as long as Shawn was as far away from him as possible.

I thought for a moment.

“We’ve shared the same the bed.” I said.

They all stopped, Shawn tensed up next to me.

“It’s nice when you’re seven or something, but we grew out of it after a year or so.” I told them thoughtfully, “Besides, when we had sleep overs we’d most likely be passed out on the couch watching a movie or something.”

They all looked disappointed, Shawn relaxed again when I told him about the age.

“Aww, that ain’t fun.” Eddy whined.

“He only said one.” I told them bringing the straw to my lips again.

“And you didn’t want me to know why?” Shawn asked.

I shrugged, “Figured you’d get all pissy with it again, try and take Alex out when I’m not around. Make some big deal about it, like how seven-year old’s sharing a bed translates to sex or something.”

The rest of the table laughed.

“I would not, I just want the truth.” He whispered in my ear.

I looked up at him and pressed my lips together. I leaned up and whispered in his ear,

“I’ll keep my secrets, you keep yours.”

He let out a frustrated sigh. I didn’t care. He didn’t need to know all of what we did.

“Come on Alex you next.” Rusty pressed, yet again.

“Why do you always press us about stuff?” He asked trying to change the subject, “There are plenty of brothers in the school you can press for stuff, why always us?”

“Because unlike all the brothers in this school,”He began, “The only one who’s a girl is Christina, and the only one in the school who’s close enough to her to call her brother is you. Now spill.”

“She skipped a grade and we got in detention a lot together. We beat up a bunch of kids that we didn’t like and ran around the forest near our town every summer. We’re best friends, what else is there you wanna know?” He asked annoyed.

“Wait.” J.C. said freezing to conversation, “You skipped a grade?” He asked me staring in disbelief.

I nodded,”I skipped kinder garden and went straight into first grade. I was in advanced programs because I refused to skip another grade. On the bright side, Alex and I raised all kinds of hell on the playground together.”

“So, instead of going on fifteen, you’re thirteen going on fourteen?” Brain asked.

I nodded, “Yeah, and you guys never knew the difference.”

They all turned to Shawn and said, “Pedophile.”

My jaw dropped, and he was looking for something to say. Alex was trying to burst out laughing.

“He’s a year older, that means nothing.” I told them, “A pedophile is an adult that takes an interest with children, and takes action upon it.”

“Still.” J.C. laughed.

I took the rest of my milkshake and dumped it on his head. I grabbed Shawn’s hand and stormed out of the parlor, dragging him behind me.

“Christina.” He said stopping me after we were a couple blocks away.

“What?” I asked timidly.

“That was awesome.” He said smiling, “Thanks for sticking up for me, like that.”

“Thanks for not dumping me after I told you the first time.” I said smiling.

He put his arm around my shoulders and we walked, presumably back to school.

“I love you, Christina.” He told me, “I’ll except you no matter what.”

I smiled and wrapped my arms around his waist.

“Thank you.” I said.

“Now, what’s some of this other stuff, I don’t need to know?” He asked as we walked.

I just sighed and rolled my eyes at him, he wasn’t about to drop this anytime soon.

 

TomKat Johnes(A The Outsiders Love Story Chapter 14)

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I stood outside the dairy queen waiting for them. I told them to meet me here at eleven.

I looked up and down the streets waiting to see one of them. I wasn’t eager. I was worried. They were good girls, and this was fair turf.

I heard a horn honk, there they were.

“Hey Kat.” Amilia said as she pulled up.

“Hey.” I said and stomped out the cigaret I was smoking, “You girls ready?”

“Why wouldn’t we be?” Tootsie giggled.

“I hang out with some rough guys.” I told them.

It was Saturday the following week. They met my brothers already, and I met their parents. The gang were all busy when I asked, and this was the only other time that they were all available.

“I think we can handle them.” Sally smirked.

“Ever heard a Dallas Winston?” I asked.

“Who hasn’t?” Lilly said.

“He’s one of ’em.” I told them, “Good buddy to have.”

They looked shocked for a second but shrugged it off.

Tootsie squished over the middle of the front seat as I plopped in.

I gave Amilia the directions and we talked and laughed the entire way.

“Are you sure this is it?” Sally asked as we pulled in front of the Curtis house. I could hear the guys inside, I couldn’t tell if they were wrestling or arguing.

I nodded, “If you don’t think you can handle it you can always stay here. Fair warning, worse greasers lerk these streets day and night.”

I climbed out followed by Lilly, Amilia, Sally, and Tootsie followed.

I glided up the steps with them following me. I paused at the door and turned.

“Be warned,” I told them, “I have no idea what’s going on in there.”

They all gulped and I threw open the door.

I stepped in and looked around. Steve was wrestling with Soda, Two-bit was glued to the tv trying to see over the two, Pony was reading, Johnny was talking with Dally who was smoking a cigaret, Darry was sitting in his chair reading the paper, Evie and Christine were here and they were talking.

“All right you greasers!” I called, everything stopped and they all stared at me with intent, “I want you to meet some new friends of mine, be nice.”

I moved and they all awkwardly shuffled through the door after me.

I smiled, “These are my friends.” I told the girls, “That’s Steve, Sodapop, Ponyboy, Darrel, who we call Darry, Johnny, Two-bit, Dally, and over there and Evie, Steve’s girlfriend, and Christine, Two-bit’s little sister. Darry, Pony, and Soda are all brothers.”

“It’s nice to meet you.” Amilia squeaked. The rest nodded.

“And guys, these are,”  I pulled Sally over to me, “This one’s Sally. You better keep your perverted hands off her Two-bit.” I let her go Lilly and I embraced, “This one’s Lilly, and boy is she a catch.” Letting her go, Amilia and I hugged, “This one’s Amilia and trust me she’s way too good for any of you.” Finally Tootsie and I hugged like best friends, “This one’s Tootsie, her real name’s Annabelle but she don’t like it, so call ‘er as she likes.”

“Good to know you finally brought some more girls home.” Evie exclaimed standing up and coming over, “Hi.”

“Hi.”

“Does this mean you brought them back for the guys?” Christine asked.

I shook my head, “We have and agreement of no guys for a while.”

“Well it’s very nice to met you girls.” Darry said, “It’s rare to find a girl Kat likes enough to bring over.”

“Whaddya mean keep my hands off?” Two-bit asked standing up and towering over me.

“I mean because you’r such a blond skirt chaser, you’re gonna keep you’r chocolate cake cover, beer holding, itchy, perverted hands off her. All of ’em actually.” I told him, “That goes for you guys too. especially you Dal.”

The look I gave them they all knew.

“Nice to meet you all.” Soda said smiling happily.

Lilly smiled shyly and was about to start a conversation, but Sally butted in.

“Hi.”

“Don’t we have an agreement?” Amilia asked.

“Don’t worry.” I yelled going into the kitchen, “Soda’s safe enough. Keep away from Dally though.”

“Hey.”

I giggled lightly to myself as I pulled out a beer. I opened it with my teeth and when I walked back out to the living room they were all sitting around talking.

“So what’s up with you and ‘Mr Perfect’?” Steve asked.

I took a sip before casually saying, “Look around.”

All the guys looked at me weird, the girls shifted uneasy.

“What cha talkin’ ’bout?” Johnny asked knowing I wasn’t gonna explode on him.

“Everyone has their imperfections.” I started, “Some have ones that make relationships impossible. We broke up, and the reason why is with what I just brought in.”

Their eyes all widened. Evie and Christine’s jaws dropped.

“He wasn’t perfect by a long shot.” I said pressing the bottle to my lips again.

“I’m gonna kill him!” Dally barked heading to the door, Steve, Soda, and Two-bit following.

“Too late he left town.” Amilia said softly.

They froze.

“We all broke up with him last week. I kept it quiet ’cause I knew what you guys would do.” I told them.

“He wasn’t good for you to begin with.” Pony said.

I nodded, “Nice change a pass though.” I told him.

They sat down again.

“So you girls are all friends now?” Soda asked looking around.

We nodded.

“We found a lot of common interest in a lot of stuff.” Tootsie said.

“But you ain’t got no problem with us being greasers?” Two-bit asked.

They shook their heads.

“You’re nice enough so far.” Tootsie said.

“Yeah, I know I don’t know how many guys that are complete asses, and they’re supposed to be the good ones.” Lilly said.

“Soc.” Dally said.

“Me and Amilia anyways.” Lilly said almost ashamed as she looked down at the floor.

“The rest of us are middle class.” Sally said.

Soda, Steve, Two-bit, and Pony rushed to the door.

“I don’t see it, do you guys?” Pony asked.

“Nope, nothing yet.” Soda said.

“Maybe it’s a joke.” Two-bit said rather seriously.

“Or maybe it’s cookin’ up and is gonna be extreme.” Steve pondered.

“What the hell are you guys doing?” I asked, “And more importantly, why has Ponyboy replaced me in this?”

“Never.” Steve, Soda, and Two-bit said looking back answering my questions in reverse.

“What are you doing?” I asked rolling my eyes.

“Waitin’ on the apocalypse.” Pony said staring out the door.

“Why?” I think we all asked.

“Since when do you bring Socs home?” Steve asked.

I raised an eyebrow, “Since I found some that ain’t like the rest, one’s that are just like us.”

Soda slammed the door.

“Ain’t no difference between us boys.” I said, “Only thing is up bringin’. They got what they wanted, we gotta work for it. All it is.”

The sat back down, and we all talked more. I figured something out during this time. And I know exactly what to do.

TomKat Johnes (A The Outsiders Love Story Chapter 13)

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I sat on the curb behind the ice cream parlor. I was smoking a cigaret. Waiting for them to show up.

I checked my watch. 11:58.

I blew my smoke in to the air and watched as it was carried away by the slight autumn breeze.

“Um, excuse me.”

I turned my head to the other direction. A blond stood there. She was the one form the other day. Her eyes were green-ish brown. She was pretty.

“Hi.” I said and stood up after crushing my butt on the cement.

“You’re . . .

“Lilly.” She said quickly.

“Nice to meet you.” I said.

 

“Nice to meet both of you, I’m Annabelle. But please don’t call me that.”

Another girl said walking towards us. She had light brown hair and almost golden eyes.

“Nice to meet you too.” I said, “Glad you took my invitation.”

She nodded.

“You called?” Another asked.

She looked a little older. Her hair was up in a bun and she wore a dress covered in a cardigan. Almost black hair, blue-grey eyes that were darker in colour but sparkled with the light. She had to be the prettiest so far.

“Yeah.” I said, “Problem?”

I never said that with any indication of anything other than curiosity and politeness, but all of them backed away slightly.

“No, it’s just,” She stammered slightly, “I pictured you, taller.”

She was a little jumpy like I’d kill her in a second.

“Yeah.” I said casually stretching, “But I don’t mind it, I can get away with stuff thanks to it.” I grinned.

So did she. I think that made them all warm up a little.

“I’m Amilia.” She said.

“Lilly.”

“Annabelle, but please don’t call me that.”

“TomKat, sure as you already know.”

“I figured.” I new voice said.

“I’m Sally.”

Bottle blond, grey eyes, tall, curvy, her hair curled framing her face perfectly. She wore a green skirt, and a white blouse and cardigan. She was pretty, but nowhere near as good looking as Amilia.

“It’s nice to meet you all face to face.” I said.

“Umm,” Amilia started, “So, why did you call us all here?”

I looked at them and asked, “What was the first question I asked other for you guys?”

They thought and then they all shrugged.

“Who here is dating a man named Keith Hallaway?” I asked.

“I am.” All five of them said at once and then their jaws dropped.

I nodded pressing my lips together.

“So am I.” I told them.

They were completely shocked.

“I called you all here to show you he ain’t no good.” I told them, “I found out he was a cheater when I went over to his house Wednesday. I saw him and Lilly kissing in his drive way. I found your numbers in his address book. I figured you all deserved a hell of a lot better then that.”

They were all speechless. We all just sorta stood there for a little while, shifting nervously, sizing each other up, wondering what ‘Mr. Perfect’ could possibly see in the others.

“What do we do?” Annabelle asked.

“Fist thing’s first, what are we to call you?” I asked causing the others to giggle.

She thought for a second, “Tootsie, if it’s okay. I really love their candy.” She said.

“Okay, Tootsie.” I said putting my hands on my hips, “I’ll tell ya’ what we’re gonna do, we’re gonna snake that weasel out.”

“How are we gonna do that?” Lilly asked.

I smirked and began to explain to them my master plan.

—Later That Night—

I walked into Buck’s with Keith.

“I don’t know Kat.” He said as I pulled him up the steps.

“Oh, come on Keith.” I said, “Let loose a little, I told Buddy where we’d be. He said it’s okay if you came in late tomorrow.”

He sighed and let me pull him into the house full of smoke and bad music.

I pulled him towards the bar.

We got drinks and talked a little.

I glanced around. The girls were all in positions. I was proud of them, they were all so brave to come in here by themselves.

“I’ll be right back!” I yelled over the music.

He nodded and I headed towards the bathrooms. Amilia took a deep breath and walked over to him. She flirted a little. I could tell he was thrown off a little running into her here.

I made sure I could see him, but he couldn’t see me.

Amilia left, Lilly came in. He was even more thrown. But he didn’t object when she pulled him to the dance floor. This was all going according to plan. Sally walked up behind him and tapped his shoulder. I have a full view of his expression, and it was priceless. He was so shocked, I had to bite my tongue to stop myself from laughing.

It was even better when Sally wrapped him in a hug. She said she’d be right back and turned around. She winked at me.

Keith then turned around and tried to explain himself to Lilly. He then left to get a drink.

Amilia walked up to him and they continued to chat a little. Then she managed to pull him to the middle of the dance floor. All of us closed in around him. I pulled the power cord on the Juke box. Everything stopped.

“Hi.” We all said together.

Amilia stepped back a little.

Keith kept turning around completely shocked. His mouth kept opening and closing his mouth trying to explain. He turned to me grabbed my shoulders and was practically begging,

“They meant nothing to me.”

I pushed him off and back. Everyone was staring.

“Yeah right.” I took a step closer and he stepped back.

“Keith this is what happens when you mess with a greaser girl.” I told him glaring holes into him, “I have a code, and it includes a sister hood. I don’t care what you have to say, you can’t make up for this.”

I let the most evil smirk spread across my face, I only saved this for rumbles or a good fight when I was into it.

“Asshole!” Amilia Screamed.

“Cheating bastard!” Lilly yelled.

“Playing dick!” Tootsie hissed.

“And to think I actually-uhg!” Sally exclaimed.

“Face it, Keith.” I told him, “Your little game with us is over. And guess what, we win.”

I lunged forward and punched him right in the face sending him down to the floor.

“Bastard can’t even take a punch! What the hell did I see in you?!” I spat down at him.

“I told my brothers.” I said, His head shot up, his eyes showed fear, “Don’t worry, you’re gonna live. Bastard don’t deserve the easy way out anyway. But Buddy said don’t bother coming to work, tomorrow, or Monday. Or ever again for that matter. He said you’re fired.”

He looked down.

“I’m sorry.” He almost whispered.

“If you were sorry you wouldn’t have done it.” Sally hissed.

We nodded.

“Why don’t you get out of here before I decide you hurt them enough and I kick your ass.” He got up and headed to the door head down.

“Oh, and Keith!” I called he stopped and looked over his shoulder at me, “I see your ugly mug again and I’m killing you, I don’t care.”

He nodded and left.

I smiled, so did the others. I put my fist up in victory, so did they. Then we hugged each other.

“Thank you so much Kat.” Amilia said as we where outside. We couldn’t stand the music so we went out and stood by their cars for a little while to talk.

I shook my head, “I really gotta thank my friend, Two-bit. He wasn’t talking like he was that day I never would a left and saw him and Lilly.”

“I’d really like to meet your friends and brothers.” Amilia said.

The rest nodded in agreement.

“Ummm,” I thought for a minute, “I think you can tomorrow.” I said

“Darry’s only working a half day, Soda and Steve got the day off. It’ll be Sunday.” I thought out loud, “Me and brothers’ll be at church in the morning, but after about 11 I’ll be home and so will they.”

“Okay.” They said together.

We talked some more. I got to know them well. They got to know me, I told them a lot about my friends, and my brothers. Also about my parents dying, and out Catholicism.

They found it interesting. I promised them tomorrow they’d meet my family and friends. And I always keep a promise.

TomKat Johnes(A The Outsiders Love Story Chapter 12)

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Keith and I had been going strong for about three months now. My brothers approve of him, which I find weird because they aren’t supposed to, I’m supposed to bring home guys they don’t want in the same room as me. The guys still didn’t like him. I knew they weren’t happy when he popped into my sweet sixteen back in July.

Sweet sixteen was supposed to be friends, family, cake, Mickey Mouse, and beer. According to the guys. I knew that. But Keith surprised me by coming by with flowers. How could I say no?

School started up again. I was a softmore.

Right now I was sitting in the Curtis house trying to help Christine and Pony study for different tests Friday. But Two-bit had to pick this time to have a man period about Keith.

“He’s no good, Kat.” He said for the millionth time, “I swear he ain’t gonna do nothin’ but break your heart.”

“Hey, Two-bit have you ever thought that maybe I ain’t ever gonna give Keith nothin’?” I asked not turning away from Christine’s history text.

“What?” Everyone said.

“He ain’t gonna break my heart, stop worrying.” I told them.

“How do you know?” Steve asked.

“I ain’t gonna give him my heart to break, that’s why.” I told them.

“Really?” Christine asked.

I looked up at her, “Krissy, that is the secret to not getting your heart-broken. You don’t give the guy you’re heart, then he wont have anything to break.”

She looked slightly shocked but she nodded understanding, “I swear, I’m coming to you for dating advise from now on.”

“You need dating advise?” Two-bit almost screamed.

Christine shifted slightly, “I may have asked mom and Evie to help figure out if a guy likes a girl, and they may have given me a bunch of advise on what to and not to do when dating someone. And I may or may not have taken in all of what they said.”

“What did they say?” Pony asked, who was sitting next to her.

“Like I need to put brightly coloured ribbons in my hair, wear make up, Evie suggested I learn how to perfect a tongue technic, I don’t know for what.” She said.

Pony got red, so did Johnny. The rest of the guys burst out laughing. I rolled my eyes and said,

“Remind me to have a little talk with Evie next time I see her.” I said.

“Why do I need a tongue technic?” She asked.

“You don’t.” I told her patting her shoulder, “Trust me, ignore that one and focus on the French revolution.”

She nodded meekly and turned back to her notes.

“I still don’t like him!” Two-bit hissed.

“Oh shut up!” I said and left ripping my jean jacket off the back of the couch and stomping down the street.

Keith was off today. I knew he’d be home, so I figured I’d pay him a visit. Maybe talk.

He lived in the middle class area of town. It was a long walk, but I never minded stuff like this. I calmed down and started to enjoy the scenery. This neighbourhood was a lot nicer then ours, but not as nice as some of the houses that we’ve TP’d before in the Soc neighbourhood.

I stopped behind a tree when I saw his drive way. He was there. So was a girl.

We walked her to this nice looking corvet. She seemed real friendly, then it hit me like a tone of bricks. She leaned up and kissed his lips. He held her there.

I wasn’t effected by this in any way. It stung a little to know I was being cheated, but then rage replaced it. No one, two-times TomKat Johnes and gets away with it.

She had curly blond hair that stopped about her shoulder blades. She was tall, curvy, wore high heels, a decent length skirt and matching blouse-cardigen thing. She must have been middle class. She didn’t look rich enough to be a Soc.

I heard her giggle, then she got into her car, kissed him again and drove off.

I waited a few minutes before I walked up to his door.

I knocked and he answered.

“Hi, Kat. What are you doing here?” He asked slightly thrown.

I shrugged acting sad, “My friends kept puttin’ me down ’bout datin’ you. I couldn’t take it no more so I decided to come over here and spend some time with someone who actually cares.”

“My door’s always open to you.” He said moving out of the way and letting me in.

“Thanks Keith, I knew I could count on you.” I brought him down to kiss him.

I had to force myself, I didn’t want to kiss him knowing that he made out with another girl.

“May I take your coat?” He asked.

I took it off and gave it to him. He hung it up on a coat rake and lead me into the living room.

“Nice place.” I said looking around and sitting on the couch.

“Thank you.” He said and sat down next to me putting his arm on the back of the couch.

I sighed.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

“I just.” I started, “I feel like I’ve been cheated. I’ve known them almost as long as I’ve been alive. I figured they’d know by now I can take care of myself. I just feel so bad when I know they don’t feel they can trust me. It’s just. . . . . frustrating.”

“They’re stupid young men, Kat.” He said bringing me closer, “It’s in their nature to be protective of the people they hold dear. Especially women they’ve known. I’m not trying to suggest anything here, but, Kat this mostly only happens when they think of something as their’s.”

“I know.” I told him leaning on him more, “It’s just hard to grasp, knowing then for this long. And growin’ up with them, and they ain’t ever had a problem with they guys I dated before.”

“Perhaps it’s just the fact they don’t like the idea of you dating someone they aren’t accustomed to yet.” he said picking his word carefully.

“Maybe.” I squeaked.

The phone rang, he kissed the corner of my mouth and stood up.

“Excuse me as I get that.” He said and left the room.

The second he left I went straight to the other phone, next to it was a phone/address book.

I flipped it open and looked at all the numbers of girls. There were seven. One was mine, one was his psychologist’s, one was his mother’s, and there were four others. I read each twice to make sure they were in my head.

I sat back on the couch, two second’s later he came out and sat next to me again.

“You’ll have to excuse that.” I said bringing me to him, “It was my mother, she wanted to know how I was doing.”

I nodded, and snuggled closer to him. I had a slight pain in my chest knowing he was cheating, but it was nothing I wasn’t used to.

Besides, I promised I wouldn’t fall in love. I would only ever serve a few men, my daddy, God, Jesus Christ, and my brothers if need becomes. Last time I checked, Keith wasn’t on it.

I knew what I had to do. And my only concern was about the other girls he was cheating on.

Keith’s pov.

Kat surprised me by coming over unannounced like that. I was glad Lilly left when she did.

I wasn’t afraid of what she’d do to me. But I was terrified about Kat.

We went out one night, some Socs were bugging us. She snapped and beat all four of them up. Then she acted like nothing ever happened.

She came in and we talked a little, then the phone rang. I left her to answer it,

“Hi honey!” It was Amilia.

“Hi sweetheart.” I told her, “What is it?”

“I was just calling to double check if we were on for that movie Friday night?” She asked giggling.

I chuckled lightly, “Of course, I’ll pick you up about seven.”

“I’ll be ready.” He giggled again, “You aren’t gonna bail on me again are you?” She pouted.

“Of course not.” I told her sincerely, “I had a client the last few times, this time, I’m all yours.”

“Promise?” She asked using a begging voice I could never say no to.

“I promise.” I told her.

“Kay! Bye bye.” She giggled again.

“I’ll talk to you later.” I said and waited for her to hang up.

When she did I put my receiver down and went back into the living room.

Kat was still siting there looking sad.

I said next to her and told her it was my mother. I knew she believed me.

She stayed and talked a little more before she had to leave. I offered to drive her home, but declined. She said needed the exercise as it was.

I let her go. I was just thinking one thing, her ass did look mighty fine in those jeans of her’s.

TomKat’s pov.

I smoked a cigaret as I walked back home. He was a sleaze ball. He wasn’t just two-timing, but five-timing!

I slammed the door shut as I came in the house. All the heads turned to me.

“What’s wrong?” Peperonnii asked.

I was cursing under my breath so the kids wouldn’t hear. My brothers knew by my face not ask any more, but they still did.

“TomKat.” Junior barked and motioned for me to come over.

I stood next to him and he gently pulled me into his lap, almost like a father would his daughter.

“What’s wrong?” He asked.

“Don’t you guys worry about it.” I told them, “I’m gonna fix this for myself. Just no one use the phone for the next little while.”

“Why?” He asked raising an eyebrow.

“Reasons.” I said.

“I have a few calls I need to make too, Kat.” Buddy said, “How long do you think you’ll be?”

“A half hour maybe, that work?” I asked.

He sighed but nodded.

I smiled got up and kissed his cheek, “You guys are the best.” I told them.

“I’ll be back down when I’m done.” I called hurrying up to my room.

“Dinner’s almost ready!” Stacey yelled after me.

“Keep some warm for me please!” I called and slammed my door behind me.

I sat on my bed and picked up the phone that was on my bedside table.

I dialed the first number, this one was someone named Annabelle.

 

When I was done I put the phone down and went back down stairs.

“Phone’s yours Buddy!” I said.

“Plate’s in the oven.” Jane told me.

“Thank you.” I said pulled it out.

I sat down and said my grace before eating.

“So what was with the phone usage?” Maddog asked clearing his plate.

“Personal stuff.” I said eating more chicken.

They rolled their eyes they knew I wasn’t gonna spill anything so they let me be.

I was just hoping all of them would come Saturday.

Is She Really What They Say?(A Taps Story)

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BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

I slammed my fist down on the snooze button of my alarm clock. I was exhausted. I pulled the covers off of my head, I blinked adjusting my eyes to the bright sunlight coming through me window. I stretched out a little then rolled out of bed.

Today was the last day of classes, tomorrow we had the commencement day and the senior dance. 

I yawned again and grabbed clean cloths, a towel, and toiletries. I quietly made my way down the corridor and down the stairs to the bathroom.

I was always the first one up. I had to if I wanted to shower in the morning. 

I did my morning routine and put on the official Bunker Hill cadet uniform. 

After this summer session we’d be in our fourth year. Things had started looking up for me. 

My mom finally got the restraining order put through for me from my father, so he wasn’t aloud anywhere near me. Shawn and I were going strong. I had even better relationships with the guys then I could have asked for at the beginning. And I really think Alex has come to except Shawn as my boyfriend. 

I heard pounding on my door.

“Christina! We’re gonna be late!” Alex said through the door.

I ripped it open and grabbed his hand and booked it down the corridor to our first class. We both had our books, so that was good.

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The new seniors came in, the old ones left. The ceremony went well, no problems with the dance. 

Shawn and I managed to sneak away during the end of it. We made out a little and talked mostly. 

He was such a great guy too.

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First day of the summer recess, after everyone left. I was walking with Brian and Eddy. We were talking about random stuff. Nothing really holding a topic.

All of us heard a loud. . . . smash. That would be the best way to describe it. 

I had a weird feeling about it, so did they apparently. All three of us ran to the spot where it came from.

In the common house, where we all slept. Right next to the senior rec room.

There they were. Alex and Shawn, going at it. No fists being thrown. But something happened. They were chewing each other out. 

“You don’t even deserve!” Alex hissed.

“You’re a little pint sized-

“Enough.” I barked getting in between them.

They stopped immediately, I glanced at both of them for a while them said,

“What the hell were you two fighting about this time?”

I put my hands on my hips and looked between both of them for a while waiting for one of them to speak.

“Shawn said he didn’t want me near or talking to you anymore.” Alex told me.

I glared at my boyfriend.

“He was getting way to friendly with you the other day.” he defended, “I was just making sure he knew you were with me.”

I rolled my eyes.

“No more fighting!” I told them, “At least not over, or around me.”

They looked down ashamed. I sighed and ran a hand through my hair.

“Shawn, I’m sorry but this one’s all on you.” I told him, his head shot up in shock, Alex was smirking with victory.

“Alex is my best friend.” I started slowly, “He’s like the brother I never had. Of course we’re going to be close. He knows I’m with you, and let me tell you we have no attraction between us at all. And it’s idiotic for you to think that. No matter what, Alex and I will always be close, but I’ll always love you.”

“Time out!” Alex exclaimed coming up to me.

“You love him?” He almost hissed.

I nodded, “I told you the other day, didn’t I?” I asked him as much as myself.

He seemed flustered and confused.

“You’re missing the point.” he said.

“Then what’s the point?” I asked.

“You love him. Not, like him.” He explained slowly, “I thought you said that you’d only ever give your heart to one man as long as you live, and that one man would be the best man.”

I nodded. He was even more shocked and confused.

he started stuttering part words of gibberish,

“I-you, eck, b-but. No-how-but, no. Ther-but, and”

I put a hand on his shoulder and he stopped.

“Alex, I’ll talk to you about this later. I know you’re concerned.”

“CONSERNED!” He yelled, “I think that’s an understatement, Chris! And no not later! Now! I wanna know what I’m missing.”

He crossed his arms and stared down at me.

Alex has always been taller then me. All the guys have. I was about as muscular as anyone of them, the exception being Hulk. I could just never argue with Alex. 

I sighed, “Fair warning, I’m about to rant on like a little girl.”

He ran a hand through his hair, he knew this would be bad.

“He’s protective of me, not like you, like a brother, but like a boyfriend.” I started, “He never tries to hurt me no matter what, and if he does, which he hasn’t, he makes up for it by taking me out to a Tom Cruise movie without me even dropping any hints I wanna go. He picks me flowers, and even he’s not like it when you guys are around, he’s real sweat, Alex. I know you don’t like him, but what I’m saying is that he’s a good guy. He treats me right.”

I hopped that’d be enough for him. He still stared down at me, eyes slightly cold.

“There’s something else, Chris.” he told me, “I wanna know.”

I shifted slightly. Should I tell? Shawn’d be even more gentile with me, and I like it when he’s a little rough. But if I don’t Alex will know. 

I sighed, I knew what I had to do. I motioned for Alex to come down to my level. He did and I whispered in his ear;

“To be honest, he’s the only one who I’ve felt pain from since then.”

I pulled away ans he seemed shocked. Everyone else way trying to see if they could decode what I said.

Alex then burst out laughing.

“So-so, that’ss the b-big thing that draws you to him huh?” He asked smiling, “Chris you really are one of a kind, but that does make sense.”

He pulled me in a slight hug.

“I’ll stop fighting with him when he does.” he told me and left go.

“Hey, Shawn.”

“What?”

“I suggest you be extra careful.” he said, “I find out you hurt her, and I will, she bruises easily, I’m gonna hunt you down, and I’m gonna kill you.”

And with that he went upstairs laughing to himself.

After that everyone just shrugged it all off and left.

Shawn came up to me, he wrapped his arm around my shoulders and asked,

“What did you tell him?”

“A secret.” i said girlishly. 

“I can keep one.” he said.

“It wouldn’t be a secret anymore if I told you, now wouldn’t it Shawn?” I asked pulling out from under his arm and heading upstairs laughing with him following begging for me to tell him.