picking up the glass

“Yea, so anyways… how do I tell ‘im?”

“ I dunno, man. I ain't some sort'a love expert... I guess y' just gotta tell 'em in your own way. Make it mean somethin', y'know? ”

“Now ain’t the time t’ act stupid, kid.”

“ I ain't stupid, y' ass. Jus' wasn't expectin' that, 's all. ”

“M’sorry, Pony, I just… how d’ya tell someone that ya love ‘em but not in a brother-type o’ way?”

“ Y'--- what? ”

"Y’don’t need t’ know. Simple as that. Now shut yer mouth, kid, an’ go fix yerself somethin’ t’ eat."

#lol shut up ponyboy ur 14 #mischievousmathews

“ I ain't hungry, and I ain't a kid neither. So ya'll can shut up with that, 'cos I'm sick an' tired of y' treatin' me like some kinda damned baby. ”

“None yer business, kid, jus’ stay outta it.”

“ Sure as hell is my business when I gotta be stuck with ya. ”

“ What's got y' in a mood, Two-Bit? ”

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"You can’t win. You know that, don’t you? It doesn’t matter if you whip us, you’ll still be where you were before, at the bottom. And we’ll still be the lucky ones at the top with all the breaks. It doesn’t matter. Greasers will still be Greasers and Socs will still be Socs. It doesn’t matter."

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"It’d be safe to assume, if you’re winning track meets and all." It’s especially safe to assume, if he acts like the feat isn’t something to be proud of. Any other guy would be bragging about it, even talking about less recent winnings, and it was odd he didn’t seem to be anything but proud for his team. But, Angela supposed that was one of the reasons she found him so damn interesting.

"I’d still love to see for myself." She wouldn’t care for the races, or any other faux Olympic attempt, but she would love to watch him— And the big smile on her face dissolved, sank into nothing as he spoke, and she wished she kept all those silly words of encouragement to herself.

" Yeah, of course. " Disappointment cuts through her face sharp as a blade, but in a moment she regains all her composure. No, she wasn’t going to return any damn money to her brother. She’d spend it on cigarettes or a soda, and never breathe a word of it to anyone.

Because she was selfish and childish. All because she had slept with too many boys to count, but couldn’t bring herself to ask Ponyboy Curtis on one single date.