Izzy's POV
I was dressed up a bit more for school. I don't know why, I just felt like it. I put on a little black top with a pink corduroy skirt and (obviously) my pink Adidas, because when am I not wearing them?
I hopped in the car and Two-bit and I drove over to pick up Pony and Johnny. They got in the car and we made our way to school.
We got there a little early, so I decided to grab a coffee from the lunchroom and do some homework in the library.
I walked into the cafeteria and over to the little place where they give out coffee. There was a line of about 3-4 Socs, but I tried not to make eye contact. If they only were to look at my outfit, they would think I was one of them.
Eventually, it was my turn in line and I grabbed a cup of iced coffee. By accident I looked up and made eye contact with one of them.
"Well, look what we have here. Morning, greaser!" He said. I didn't know who he was.
I tried to walk away but he grabbed my shoulder. "Where do you think you're going?"
I jerked my body so he would get his hand off me and quickly walked to the library.
I sat down and thought I was safe, but he came in with Bob and Randy.
Shit.
"Thought you could escape?" Bob asked.
"Leave me alone." I sneered.
"No can do, greaser." Randy said.
They walked over, each with a cup of hot coffee in their hands, and dumped it right on top of me. And it burned. My immediate instinct was to scream and curse, but I ended up taking the lid of my coffee off and throwing it at all of them.
"Fuck you." I said, walking out.
"Fuck you too, greaser! You ruined my new Ralph Lauren sweater!" Bob screamed.
"Go get mommy to buy you a new one." I said.
I walked into the girl's restroom and thought about what I was going to do. I had burn marks on my arms from where the coffee had hit them. Thankfully, I always packed a sweater in my bookbag in case I got cold in class. I took off my black shirt, which was covered in coffee, and put on the white sweater.
My skirt was a different issue. The skirt was soaked. One of them dumped the entire cup on my skirt alone. But, I didn't walk around with an extra pair of shorts.
I went to the nurse's office and asked if she had any shorts. She said she did. She went into the back room and came back out with a pair of plain black gym shorts.
"Those might be a little small." She said after I changed into them. They were short. It wasn't her fault though, I was just tall and skinny, so nothing fit right.
"It's okay. Thank you so much." I said, and walked out.
I walked out of her office and a different group of Socs were staring at my butt and legs and whistling.
Gross.
Two-bit was standing nearby with Pony and Johnny at his locker. He looked at me with his eyes wide. I walked over to him.
"What are you wearing?" He said.
"Socs poured coffee onto me. I had to change. The nurse only had these." I explained.
"God damn."
I lifted up my sleeve to show Two-bit where the burn marks were and his eyes went huge.
"They did that to you?!" He screamed.
Johnny and Pony just stared.
"Yeah. Hurts like a bitch too. All I wanted was some iced coffee. I mean, I guess I didn't have to throw it at them, but I felt the need..." I trailed.
"You threw it back at them?" Johnny said, laughing.
"Yeah. Messed up Bob's sweater." I said sarcastically.
The bell rang and we all went to our classes.
Lunchtime rolled around and I made my way down the hall to where the guys and I eat lunch. I turned the corner and ran right into someone.
"Oh my God, I'm so sorry. I am so stupid. I'm really sorry." I said, frantically picking up the things I had dropped.
"It's fine." They said chuckling.
I looked up and our eyes met.
"Soda!" I squealed.
"Hey babe." He said, pulling me into a hug.
"What are you doing here?"
"Ponyboy forgot his lunch." He said, lifting up the paper bag.
"What a great brother you are." I said, pretending to be a proud mom.
We walked outside and sat down with the guys.
"Hey Soda! What're you doing here?" Two-bit asked.
"Forgot his lunch." Soda said, motioning towards Pony, but Johnny had already given Pony half his sandwich.
"Are you staying?" I asked Soda.
"No, I can't. I have to be at work in ten minutes."
"Fine." I pouted.
After lunch ended, I finished up with all my classes and made my way to my locker. I was putting some books and taking some out when someone came up and slapped my butt.
I turned around and it was a greaser. I slapped him right in the face. He had a couple of friends behind him laughing, but he got angry.
He tried to punch me in my ribs but he missed because I moved at the last second. I kicked him in the crotch and he fell down in pain.
"You have no idea what you just did." He said.
His friends started running towards me but I ran to the end of the hallway and out the door. They chased after me but eventually stopped after a half a mile. I kept running anyways. I ran all the way to the DX.
I walked inside and Steve was working the register.
"Where's Soda?" I asked.
He pointed and I went outside.
"Soda?" I yelled.
"Yeah? Is something wrong?" He called.
"It's Izzy." I said. I could barely get the words out because I was so out of breath.
Soda quickly jumped out from under the car and ran towards me.
"What's wrong?" Soda asked.
"Some greaser, I don't know his name, he slapped my ass. So I turned around and just slapped him in the face, not really thinking. Well he didn't like that too much so he tried to punch me, but I moved just in time so that he missed. But, then I kicked him in his dick and he didn't really appreciate that either. His friends starting chasing after me but I outran them all the way here."
I started to cry. I didn't really know why. I hated crying in front of people, it made me feel weak.
Soda wrapped his arm around me and said, "It's okay. You're going to be okay. I won't let them hurt you. I know you probably don't wanna tell Two-bit, but I want you to stay safe. He will protect you, okay?" I nodded.
"I love you." Soda said.
"I love you."
I stayed and hung out at the DX for a little bit before heading home. I walked in and Two-bit looked relieved.
"Where have you been?" He said nervously.
"I'm real sorry Two-bit." I said, before telling him the story.
"I bet it was Curly." He said angrily.
"Who is that?"
"Curly Sheppard. Tim's younger brother. He's tuff, but not a real bright guy."
"Oh."
"You'd better watch out for him, alright? Always keep a switch on you. Greasers don't hurt other greasers, but they also know not treat each other like that." Two-bit said, getting frustrated.
I nodded and prepared dinner. I tried to make a pizza from scratch. Steve ended up coming over for dinner, and he walked in right after I finished the dough.
"Whatcha making, Pizza?" He asked.
"Pizza." I said, laughing.
"Seriously?!" He screamed.
"Yep!" I said and we both started crying from laughing.
I finished making it and put it into the oven. I didn't have instructions on how long it was supposed to be in the oven, so I just checked it every five minutes or so. After about twenty minutes, it was done.
It actually wasn't half bad. I was pretty impressed with myself.
"This is good!" Steve yelled.
"Surprisingly good!" Two-bit shouted while laughing.
"Don't doubt me." I said, chuckling.
We finished the pizza and laughed a lot. Steve was a really funny guy when you got to know him.
We watched Mickey and made a chocolate cake, which was gone by the end of the night. It was probably 12:00 A.M. when Steve left, and I was almost immediately fell asleep.
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are ppl gonna get mad if like all the guys start dating each other or