Ten Things I Love About You

So a certain brother of mine posted ten things he loved about me so because I'm just plain awesome and I love him too, I decided to post ten things I like about him. This is also as a way to compensate because I haven't been able to figure out what to comment on his post.

LAS DIEZ COSAS QUE AMO DE SODAPOP PETITE CURTIS!
(TOP TEN THINGS I LOVE ABOUT SODAPOP PETITE CURTIS!)

Zehn) His happy-go-lucky attitude can brighten anyone's day. Even on your worst, you're always best with him.

Nein) He has this perfectly balance level of sweetness and toughness.

Acht) He is so smart! Even if he doesn't think so. He just doesn't need books or problems to prove it. He has his own special way of thinking that makes total sense.

Sieben) Loyalty runs through his veins. He's always there when you need him and will do anything to help you.

Sechts) He's drop dead gorgeous... That sounded soooo weird coming from me but it's true! He embraces the well-known family looks.

Fünf) I don't know about you, but I wouldn't mess with him. He's a hell of a good fighter.

Vier) He understands everything and everybody. He doesn't judge you and somehow, always knows what to say to make you feel better.

Drei) He so nice to people and humble and a hopeless romantic. No wonder every girl in town wanted him.

Zwei) He's the BEST cook in the whole wide world and his cooking is always random. You never get bored around him.

Eins) He somehow managed to get me to suck up my pride and write this about him. It takes awesomeness to do that.

So here you go Soda. See? I can do nice things without expecting anything in return. I also think I should post one about Carson. Ok, Car, here comes YOUR one and only, special post from Kitty!

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CARSON MAYBELL RANDLE

Has a lesbian sister named Stevianne Randle.

Is the awesome Randle sibling.

Is rated by the FBI's as America's Most Wanted.

Has the biggest penis you have ever seen.

May or may not be a female. Her identity is kept as secret.

For some unreasonable reason, is best friends with The Blairinator.

Is a part-time pirate and full-time ninja.

Carson Randle has the World Record for most creative swear words produced in the count of five minutes.

Was born on the month of February, or so she says.

Doesn't have to put up with the shit of being in a relationship. She makes 'independent women' look in shame.

Hangs out kindergarden gold stars when people do good things.

Has Kitty Curtis wondering why she entitled her post as 'Chandler Bing'.

Doesn't like when people use wink smiles. E.G. ;)

Major badass.

Has achieved perfect Nirvana, scratch that, Awesomeness.

And that's is pretty much all the confidential file of Carson Maybell Randle had to share.

Would You Run And Never Look Back?

(Note from the author: I know it's been a long time, I apologyze. A friend of mine came up with a last minute trip and I was like what the hell, let's go. So yeah. But, to make it up to you, here is a super long post just for you, my dear readers. Enjoy! +D)

I drove and drove, no particular destination, no where to go but forward. All I wanted to do was get away, as far away as possible. The hours went by and the rain overshadowed me with its warmth. I didn't notice. Everything was intramuscular. Time didn't exist. A million things went through my mind but only one had my absolute attention. Why had I been scared? Why was I running away? Tears where streaming down my cheeks, blurring my view. I brushed them away. Tears that seemed to never come where now shadowing my senses, my feelings. Everything was cold. Everything was dark.

I turned to look at the fuel. Fifty miles to go and I was running low on gasoline. I didn't care. I will stop whenever the car did. It gave in eventually. I was pushing it too far. A car that can only go to sixty miles an hour (I had borrowed it from my old friend Talan). I stopped at an little inn just a mile from the Nebraska border. I was that far. I walked in, wet and in tears and headed to the bathroom. I was puking my guts out. I was really feeling bad. When I came out, after I had done what was humanly possible to not look like shit, because I did, I sat down at the bar and asked for some water. A lady sitting next to me asked me if I was ok. When I looked at her, though I wanted so hard to say yes or lie for that matter, I just burst into restless cries and rested my head in her shoulder. She rubbed my shoulder and hummed to me as if I was her daughter instead of a complete stranger. When I calmed down she asked again and I told her everything that had happened and how I felt like the biggest asshole in the planet. It turns out she was the owner of that little inn, and her along with her husband, the bartender, offered me to stay with them, since my car broke down and your little friend forgot to bring money with her. I was not thinking straight, alright!

The third day of my stay, I was starving but a) nothing seemed appealing and b) I had no money to buy it. It turns out, you need money to buy food. -.- So I just drank my weight in water every day, which you will find out later was not a good idea. Of course, I could have simply just asked for a loan to the owners, but I felt like they had done so much for me already that I really didn't want to bother them. Idiot. I spend most of my time in my given room, thinking. At first the more I thought about what had happened, the more painful it felt. Believe me, I felt like the only thing I ever did was dissapoint people. I had fallen in some sort of depression in which the only thing I did was sleep and cry, nothing else, and believe me, nothing else. In such state, several unpleasant thoughts, that have no particular use in being repeated, I decided to change something about myself. I took a long cold shower and once I was done, since I had my hair perfectly wet, I decided to cut it. Short. It now runs barely just above my shoulders. It sent some sort of sick relief through my veins, since it was the only thing I could cut without hurting myself. That's how mentally unstable I was. At the fifth day, Jill, the owner, just had enough of it and literally had to drag me out. She offered me a job, just to clear my head a little. It seemed like a good idea, I did need the money. But even so, the only thing that seemed edible was water. I'm going to tell you something, waitressing is NOT in my future. I already have some attitude myself, I don't need others'.

And the days went by. I was living life in some sort of zombie state. It was mortifying, specially to the people around me. I could tell my physical condition wasn't improving. I was puking almost every day and I looked pale and tired. The mortifying part was, I wasn't doing anything about it. I didn't know what to do, so I called someone who I knew would tell me the things how they are without sympathy or that shit. I called Carson. "Hello?" She said . "Carson, it's me, Kitty." "Kitty? Where the hell are you? We have been worried sick about you!" "Yeah, I know its been a while." "Just a while?! Kitty, its been a month!" A month? For real? Fuck my life. "Oh. Okay." She sighed. "Kitty, when are you coming back?" I sighed and closed my eyes, feeling hot tears forming in my eyes. "That's sort of what I wanted to talk to you about." There was a long silence, but I could sense the anxiousness in her voice. I took a deep breath. "Carson, what should I do?" I asked hopeless and well, defeated. "I'm going to ask you a question. Kitty, are you ready to get married?" I opened my eyes and looked down, fighting to keep the tears back. "Well if I say yes I'm an idiot, right?" She chuckled. "You'll be an idiot anyway, but if you say you're not ready to get married, well, you're a fool too." And I snapped out of it. "Carson, thank you. Don't worry, I'll be home soon." I said and hunged up. It dawned on me. Everything. I was scared because getting married was a commitment. It was one step to growing up and when you grow up, your heart dies. I was scared because that meant that I had not only to look after myself, but after someone else too. I was responsible not only for my actions but for someone else's too. I'd have to figure out everything adults did. I couldn't just be a reckless seventeen year-old anymore. I had to take some responsibility because this time, it wasn't only about me, and that really scared the shit out of me.

I said goodbye to Jack and Jill, packed my things and just drove all the way back from where I came from. It took me more time to get to Tulsa than I had expected. Probably because I was anxious to get there, unlike when I had been anxious to get the hell out of there. It felt weird when I parked the car in front of my house, my home. I got my things out and walked to the door. The moment I opened the door and Darry, Soda, Pony, and Katie saw me, I was attacked by the beasts. Soda was the first to reach me. He grabbed me in a huge hug that literally strangled the life out of me. Darry joined in and I was gasping for oxygen. I didn't remember them being so damn strong or maybe I was just to weak to resist the placed strengh in my body. "Oh Kitty, we where worried sick."Katie said. "Where the hell where you?" Ponyboy asked from somewhere. "I..." But I couldn't continue because by this point I WAS suffocating. "Let the poor girl breath, boys." Katie said with a smile. They let go and she hugged me. I hugged her tight too. When I turned to face my family, they all looked at me in shock. "Kitty, what happened to you?" Darry asked. I had cut my hair, lost eight and half pounds (this is why you shouldn't drink more than two litters of water a day. It can be bad for you.), and I looked pale and sick. "Nothing Darry, I'm fine." I lied...again. He, of course, gave me 'the look'. "Go rest, we'll talk about this tomorrow." He said. I nodded and headed to my room. Before I could reach it, he added. "I'm glad you're home little sister. I missed you. We all did." I smiled and locked the door after me. Oh comfort of my bed. I'll never leave you again.

The next day I woke up at around noon. I took a cold shower and got dressed. Nobody was home so I decided to just make something simple for breakfast. It was a bad idea. I couldn't get myself to eat more than half an apple. -.- I had to check on that later. I grabbed the phone and called Blair. "Yo." "Hey B, it's Kit." "Kit!!! You're alive! You didn't get eaten by radioactive leprecons!" ... "Yeah, anyway. Um, do you know where is Two-Bit?" "Yeah. He's down at Buck's. Why?" I took a deep breath. "Cause I need to see him." I said and hunged up. I got inside the car and drove as fast as I could to Buck's. Though I was nervous and kind of scared to face him after what had happened, I was more anxious to see him. I parked where it looked like it was a parking spot and I raced inside to look for him. He wasn't that hard to find. He was sitting at the bar, doing nothing. "Yes!!!" I said as soon as I reached him. The entire room went dead silent, for I had yelled a little bit more loudly than I had originally planned. Two-Bit turned to look at me. Confusion, surprise, and happiness all bottled up in his eyes. "Kitty?" I took a step towards him. "Two-Bit, when times are cloudy there's no certany in what seems to be the right choice. You're torn in a battle between your head and heart. Love is a powerful thing, that can bring the best and worst out of you. And that really scares the hell out of us. But it is worth it, that's what makes it so tricky. It's magic when you share it with someone. Fireworks at night, warmth in the winter, and a smile on a bad day. But when you're young and innocent, they all tell you it ain't love what you feel, and though you know it's real, you believe them. You run away from it and fight it." There was a short silence as I took a deep breath and looked directly at his beautiful gray eyes. Completely unaware of the several eyes placed upon me, I continued. "Two-Bit, I just spend a month of my life trying to figure out what I already knew. I love you. Only you. You make so unbelievably happy. No one can make me smile like you do or get me like the way you do. You turn my world upside down and I don't mind. You make my heart beat fast and slow down at the same time. You make me so crazy and hopelessly in love with you. Two-Bit, I want to spend forever with you." I said and as the words sunk in on both of us, he smiled took out the beautiful ring from his pocket and placed it on my finger. "Kitty, all I have ever wanted to do was make you feel as happy and in love as you make me feel. Thank you for making me the grand honour of marrying me." And then we kissed and it was a long, passionate, and sencire kiss.

Oh Two-Bit, Can't You See? I'm In Misery.

Smile and nod. Smile and nod. Smile and nod. Why couldn't I fucking do that? I'm such and idiot. It was just that simple. 'Yes.' Was that really so hard to say? Was it?! Ugh. I want to hit myself. Seriously.

To all you readers that have no hell of an idea what I'm talking about and before you arose to your conclusions, here is the whole freaking story.

So I was chilling with Two-Bit on my couch watching Mickey Mouse on TV, as you obviously now know, when he started to pace around the room. I looked at him raising an eyebrow and swallowing hard because, I mean, people start to pace around when they got something to say to you and when people say 'we've got to talk' it usually doesn't mean anything good. But now that I think about it, I wouldn't have minded cause it would have been like a thousand times better than what I did. He stopped pacing and looked at me, happiness clear in his eyes. He put his hand on his pocket looking for something and when he finally found it, he took out the last thing I will have ever thought he will take. A ring! And not just any ring, an engagement ring! It was the most beautiful piece of jewelry that I had ever seen. It was a 1920s one and a half karat diamond ring with sapphires at either side.



My mouth dropped open as I stared at the ring; mainly for two things. One, how could Two-Bit afford a ring like that and two, rings like this only meant one thing. He kneeled down in front of me and held the ring towards me. I was so shocked. I could not speak. Literally. "KitKat Sarah Curtis, since the moment I met you I knew you where to become a special person in my life. We grew up together. You're one of my best friends and I never would have thought that as time went on, I would fall in love with you. I want to make you as happy as you make me and I ask for you to agree to spend forever with me. This was my grandmother's ring. My grandparents where happily married for over fifty years. It's a family heirloom and I want to share it with you. So, Kitty, would you marry me?" And what do I do? I freak out. I fucking freak out!!! I stood there, completely froze and without knowing what to do or say.

I love Two-Bit, I do; I do so much that I will never want to hurt him but as I stood there, looking at his beautiful face, a million thoughts hit me. I am seventeen years-old. I depend legally on Darry to take care of me. I haven't even applied to collage. I am wild and reckless. I...I am not ready. I have pictured this moment like a million times, with all the different ways it could be and each of them as special as the other, I even practiced saying 'yes' in front of the mirror but at that moment it just didn't seem like the right thing to do. I guess I discovered no matter how much I lied to myself, I just wasn't ready for that kind of commitment. I could see that Two-Bit was fearing that the most and when I didn't say anything, his happiness that had been portrayed in his face, disappeared. "Two-Bit, I love you and I love that you want to marry me but. I...I'm just not ready for this kind of...commitment." I said between studders. He sighed and stood up, putting the ring back into his pocket. "I see." I wanted to slap myself. He tried not to show it but I could see he was broken hearted. Fuck this shit. He took a deep breath and kissed my cheek. "I guess I'll be seeing you then." He said. He turned around and just as he was about to leave, I reacted. "Two-Bit, wait! I'm not saying 'no', I'm just saying that I need some time to think. I mean, I'm only seventeen years-old. I don't know all the answers. Please." I said. Tears where starting to fill my eyes and I could hear my voice breaking. He turned around and tried to smile. "Sure, Kitty. Still, I need to go." He said and with that he left.

Where am I now? On the road. I need time to think, to get things straight. I need to run...away. I don't know where I'm going or how long will I be gone. I just need to leave. I'm sorry. I really am. I've been crying myself out and I never cry. You can just imagine how broken hearted I am. Please, please don't hate me. I beg of you. I love Two-Bit with all my heart and soul. I love him more than I love myself. I want to be with him forever, but not now. I just...please I don't expect you guys to understand but I'm asking for your forgiveness and to respect my decision. I'm not like the other girls. I don't just steal his heart then rip it apart. I hate myself for this but I need to do it.

I love you, Two-Bit Mathews. I'm so sorry.

It Doesn't Matter If You Can't Skate, Just Get Up And Skate

Today I was bored. Sodapop was getting ready to leave for that place he was going with Katie that I don't remember at this moment. Anyway, they where excited to be leaving and Darry took them to the airport along with tag-along Ponyboy. I wasn't in the mood to go. Mainly because I suck at the whole goodbye thing. So I just waved and smiled and hug before hand and watched as the truck drove away. It'd be a while before Darry and Pone would be home so I had the place to myself. It was cool at first. I was in my underwear singing at the top of my lungs "We Are Golden" but then my voice started to get scratchy and being half naked didn't seem as fun. So I got some clothes on and went to the fridge for a beer. Then it hit me. Who do we know uses beer as their signature? It took only a minute to run over to his place and wonder what he was doing. He never locks so I just burst in like he does all the time. "I'm home!" I called. Two-Bit walked over with Blaze in his arms trying to get him go get to drink his milk. "Hey." He said. His usual grin wasn't as cheerful as always, as a matter of fact it was nervous. I was pretty sure it was a sign to indicate he had no hell of an idea what he was doing. I couldn't help but laugh. "Blair made you babysit again?" "It isn't funny and yeah." I laughed even harder. "Actually little buddy, it is." Two-Bit tried to give the bottle to the baby but was shaking so bad he spilled it over him. Blaze started to cry. "Shit." As much as I was enjoying the site, Two-Bit did look miserable. I couldn't just let him suffer that way. "Here, let me help you." I took Rhiley in arms and calmed him down while Two-Bit went to refill the bottle. I shook Blaze gently and stroke him. I got him to stop crying. "You're really good at it." Two-Bit said handing me a bottle. "Yeah, too bad I'm not interested in it." I said. After a while, we got Blaze calm enough and he fell asleep. "Hey, want to hit the mall or something?" I asked. "What did the mall ever do to you?" He said. I hit him with a pillow. "Shut up, ape face." He grinned his now usual grin. "I'd like that but what we do about the baby." "We bring him along." "Really? But I don't know how to take care of him there." "You won't. I will. 'Cause I'm teaching you how to really roller skate."

We got ourselves some skates and went to the mall. We started to skate through the halls, well, I skated, Two-Bit more like just glided, and I held Blaze in one of those baby holders that you wrap around yourself. Yes Blair, I was careful. Geez. So anyway, I skated by the side of Two-Bit pushing him forward because he was stubborn to keep himself at the lowest speed possible. "Why exactly are we doing this?" He asked nervous, trying really hard to keep his balance. "So you won't embarrass me again." I winked. "Look, this is a tough one, you gotta watch out." I said as I pointed to the separation of hallways. I moved to the left side quickly, just before hitting the stairs. Two-Bit, on the other hand, wasn't as fast. He got trapped and skated down the stairs not able to hold himself. He moved with the speed generated from the fall and glidded through the first floor. All you could see from upstairs was a greaser knocking people and he even pushed an old lady into a fountain. Ouch. "Better go help your uncle." I told Rhiley. I took up some speed, jumped into the stair's rail, and glidded downstairs, doing a flip before landing on the floor. It is way easier with no baby, I now see that. "Two-Bit." I called looking for knocked away people to make sure I was on the right path. People where shooting me mean looks. As if it had been me the one that had pushed them aside, but whatever. I didn't care. Poor Two-Bit was screaming at the top of his lungs. Haha! Finally, he was able to stop when he knocked a pile of books and pissed off the guy on the counter.

"Two-Bit, are you ok?" I asked as I pulled the skates to the side so I could stop. The guy on the counter walked over to me. "Is he your friend?!" He asked indignant. "Yeah, sorry about that, it's his first time." I said trying to help clumsy over here, not meeting the guy's eyes until I looked up. His face lit up and he kind of smiled nervously when he saw me. "What?" I asked. "Um look, everything's ok, he didn't break anything but, I was wondering, my break starts in ten minutes, would you let me invite you a drink?" I was kind of hopping that a certain reject here would come to his senses and kick the guy. "Sorry but the guy laying here is my boyfriend." I said proudly at the word 'boyfriend'. Yay. "Oh." He said and walked away. "How rude." I murmured to myself as I helped Two-Bit. "Rude what?" "Oh, nothing. Want to give it another try?" I asked. I swear I heard Blaze chuckle but I was sure it was just the alcohol from before playing tricks with my mind. "Um, why?" He said. I shot him a look but was only teasing him, though he thought we where kidding. "Sorry, I mean, sure." I smiled. "Ok, we start with basics, I skate around, you try to catch me." Well, it turned out to be quite more different and difficult than I had originally planned.

It turned out our skating around was disturbing the public peace. Damn those cops. They made us leave the mall or be forced into the station and since I'm only seventeen and still at risk of getting split up if we cause police trouble, I had to refrain from giving a piece of my mind. Two-Bit and I went over to his place and continued to take care of Blaze because he was scared shitless to be left with him alone again. I don't think he really is. I mean sure he may not know everything, but when it comes to love and affection and all that unsaid stuff, he is a natural. Cutie. Well, it turns out Blaze now also likes Mickey Mouse. Le sigh. He even started discussing episodes with the baby as if Rhiley understood half the things he said. Lol. Still, even if he's not in his right mind, I love that apeface to dead. Obviously Rhiley Blaze. ;)

Looking For Treasure In The Things That You Threw

I kidnapped Katie. I'm so bad. Muahahahaha. I had to do it, especially now since they are leaving Friday to God knows what remote corner of this freaking planet. So anyway, yesterday I slept at two in the morning talking to Two-Bit on the phone and was very tired to wake up early. Well, I'm always tired to wake up early but this time I had a perfectly valid excuse. Just because you don't have a girlfriend you want to talk to every effing minute possible Darry, doesn't mean that the rest of us don't. Apparently he didn't thought my excuse was valid. Whatever. I did what I wanted anyway. Once I was up but not fully awake, I took a long cold shower and ate a piece of bread. I wasn't really that hungry and chocolate cake in excess makes me want to puke. Katie was making waffles or something because she does agree with me. Say no to chocolate cake! Anyway, I offered to help and unlike the rest of you, she let me. And on my defense I didn't burn anything this time! Geez, you guys have so little faith in me. -.-

Once I was able to convince a certain Peeboy that he was going to eat what I made either he liked it or not, Katie and I went on for little adventure around town. First we went window shopping. I had seen an advertisement for Banana Republic and decided to check it out. It turns out there is no Banana Republic in Tulsa, not even a freaking Gap! False advertisement. Grrrr. So we had to settle with what we could find on Main Street. For all of you boys that don't know what window shopping is, it is when you try on clothes but don't buy them. We could have shoplifted a few but Katie said no and well, she took away the fun. But whatever. After that we went for a little ice cream and Randy and company where there. Of course Katie held tight of my hand as she saw Bob's friends. We just walked away. I don't think Katie wanted to fight and if I gave the first punch I wouldn't be able to stop. Self-discipline. Exhale, inhale.

So we got our ice creams and as we walked through town several perverted males wholf whistled at us, which was so disturbing. But we decided to take that into our advantage. Remember, it's me, anything can happen. We found some pieces of cardboard and we wrote 'Hugs $3.00'. Surprisingly it worked! Easy money. After like an hour or so, we gained approximately seventy-five dollars. We charged extra for pictures. Lol. I'm not on my right mind, now I realize that. Then we got hungry, so we decided Chinese! Though we did have money to pay for it, we thought, well, I thought it be more fun if we tried to get away without paying, which we didn't. That's why we spend the next two hours cooking and cleaning in the restaurant. It was fun! We met a guy called Hiroshi Chi Sang or whatever that taught us the art of making sushi, which was confusing since it was supposed to be a Chinese restaurant not Japanese. I am never in my life eating raw fish, seaweed, and rice. Ewwwwwww.

I had only one eternal purpose with this day, besides spending time with my sister-in-law, it was brightening Katie's heart. I hope it did. I had so much fun!

Won't Seventeen Forever And We Can Get Away With This Tonight

I'm in love wiht the boy of my dreams!!! Yeah, I wanted to shout that out to the world. I love him. I guess you could say a little too often, a little too much, and a little more each day. Everything that makes absoluteley no sense in a logical manner, with him seems perfectly fine. He makes me feel like a greek goddess. Goddess Kittlatian of Awesomeness. It's real. I know it is. I can feel it. Every time I look at him, my world stops and my heart races and slows down at the same time. He has me wrapped around his finger. Something no one else has ever achieved. He is worth it. We are worth it. Him and me everyday.

Last night was completely and absolutely amazing. With everything that has been going on, I have hardly found time to have Two-Bit to myself. I'm not sharing him anymore bitches, he's meine! lol. Yesterday we decided to hang out. He came by around five in the afternoon and waited for me patiently as I got dressed and put my makeup on. I put on a dress. Yeah! A dress. It was knee lenght and was black with blue. I looked cute. He took me dancing. I couldn't believe it. Two-Bit Mathews took me dancing. It was cute the way he couldn't dance at all, so I had to teach him. Imagine a 6'2 greaser learning how to waltz. You guys would have laughed your heads off. After it got dark, we hanged around town, holding hands, wrapped around a comfortable silence and genuine smiles. So there we went us cuties, and as I'm writting this I'm smiling at myself. Why? A million and one reasons. But the most importantly, he makes me happy. Truly happy. More happy than a bird with a french frie. More happy than Soda growing a normal size penis. Oh my god. :D

So as we walked around town, Two-Bit had an idea. He turned towards me, placed his hands around my shoulder and whispered in my ear. "I gotta show you something." He said. I gave him a half sexy smile. "And what is that?" I asked. He grabbed my hand tight. "Follow me into the sunset!" He said with a heroic tone, kind of like when Buzz goes 'to infinity and beyond'. We ran for God knows how many miles and I started to wonder where the hell was he taking me. Finally, after twenty minutes and thirty miles later, we arrived at this place out of town with a semi big lake. He started to take his jacket off, his Mickey Mouse shirt, and shoes. He hanged from a rope attached to a tree and swing himself forward and splashed in the water. Of course I had to take a step back or I'll get soaked. "Hey fatty, leave some water to the rest of us." I said laughing. Two-Bit swimmed towards me. "Get in the water." I chuckled. "I spend like half an hour doing my hair. I'm not going into the water." I said. Two-Bit just grinned. "Baby, please get in the water." I curtsy. "I don't think so, unless of course you got something worth in returned." Two-Bit wondered for a minute. "Oh c'mon Kitty. We won't be young forever and we can get away with this tonight." I laughed and took my shoes off. I ran towards the rope, swing a little and then splashed into the water. "There. Are you happy now?" I asked as we looked at each other face to face. Oh my those eyes. Those gray beautiful eyes. I want to melt. "Always." He said. I splashed him. "You're such a corny gay guy." I said. He splashed back. "True, but you love me anyway." We continued to splash each other until we where so close to each other that we kissed. Those kisses. The unexpected ones that come at random moments, those that are feeled with sparks and make fireworks sparked all over, those are the truly special ones. The unexpected, cute, innocent, adorable, yet sexy type of way.

We swam for most of the night, until it was probably around midnight. "We better get back." I said in a whisper. "I don't want a certain someone sending the FBI after me." Two-Bit pulled the hair out of my face and we kissed one more time. "You're right. He'll skin me too. Not that it's not worth it." I splashed him with water. "C'mon, let's go." When we arrived at the house, we where still soaking wet and yes, Darry was still up talking with Katie and Sodapoppers. We both walked in silently. "Oh, there you are." He said and his smile started to fade as he saw our apperances. "What happened to you two? Kitty, where you been and why are you wet?" I grinned. "I guess if I told you we accidentically fell inside a lake you wouldn't believe me." I said. "What? You're going to get a cold for God's sake, go change." Katie, my hero, stepped in. "Hey Darry, it's not that bad. I mean, they are perfectly safe. Maybe yeah a bit wet, but nothing that won't be solved with a simple change of clothes." I kissed her in the cheek. "I love you sister." Two-Bit and I walked towards my room and as I was changing into a pajama's pants and a black tank top, I walked out to ask my brother something. "Hey Soda, you don't mind that Two-Bit borrows some of your clothes right?" I asked. "Um, yeah I would." "Ok, thanks." I walked over to Two-Bit. "He says it's ok."

So we got dry and then we cuddled together in my bed, with the door closed but not locked. Locked door and two teenagers = bad things. lol. "Why can't we stay like this forever?" I said as my head rested in his chest, feeling his every breath and every beat of his heart. His hand around my shoulder, carressing my skin, felt warm. "You want that, Kitty? Spend forever with me?" I smiled and hugged him right. Oh my. I would love to. But I didn't say that. I just smiled and kissed his hand. Then, we both fell asleep. A dream within a dream.

The Adventures Of Horseman and Petite Boy

So in total honesty I have to admit that I miss hanging out with my weird siblings and taking into consideration everything that has happened, I had barely had enough time to see them. So, yesterday I kidnapped him and made them my personal slave entertainers. All except Darry, that prefers hanging out with his new girlfriend or whatever than spend time with us 'kids'. So anyway, it was a Soda, Kitty, Ponyboy day. After Darry left at God knows what forsaken hour, we had breakfast. Any guess? The usual chocolate cake. I mean really, don't you guys know how to make something else? So much chocolate makes you sick. But whatever, I ate it today for their sake, especially since Soda thought it would be funny to make it based on Kitkat chocolate to give it a touch of flavour. -.- I swear, those two eat like pigs! I had just eaten one piece and they where fighting themselves for half the cake. It's disgusting. I made them wash the dishes and clean up because I didn't feel like doing chores. Nah huh. After that we hanged out around town talking. We where debating to whether go to the movies or go to a rodeo. Pony said he didn't trust Soda with a movie because he can't sit still and I completely agree. However, Soda said he wanted to go to a rodeo but Ponyboy was afraid of the oxen so he would probably get traumatized from the expirence. While I... What did Kitty want to do that no one had the decency of asking? Kitty wanted to play football. A simple game of football.

Ponyboy had to race back to the house to get the ball while we walked towards the lot and meet him there. "So, is Ponyboy really afraid of oxen?" I asked my brother. Soda grinned. "Yeah, when he was thirteen I took him to a rodeo. It was his turn and he thought he was playing with a horse, not an ox, so he got the scare of his life." I laughed. I know I shouldn't laugh but I laughed. Brookie, your boyfriend is afraid of cows. Haha! We arrived at the lot and waited patiently for Ponyboy. I was walking in circles until someone was daring enough to tackle me while I was distracted. "Ponyboy Michael Curtis!" I said and raced him around the field. At first I was determined to catch him but then I decided it was far more productive to run for the ball and get started. Between Pony and Soda, they passed the ball to each other, thinking it would be funny to play that game where the middle one is not supposed to catch the ball and etc. They, of course forgot I was taller than them, and so I just had to stand in front of the shortie (Ponyboy) and catch it while it was being tossed to him. Of course with the impact the ball made into my hands, I lost some balance and fell on top of my younger brother. "Ha! That's karma for you little buddy." I said.

It was around five when we decided to get home and get something to eat. Katie had been kidnapped by Dawn and Jelly and will not come back but until tomorrow morning. Thanks guys for not inviting me to the sleepover. But anyway, as soon as the boys got in, they both sat on the floor and watched TV. "So who is going to make dinner?" I asked. They said something along the lines of "I'm going." only more uncomprehensible and based on mumbles. "Ok. Fine. I'll go make something." I said. Soda stood up quickly, blocking my way to the kitchen. "I'll make dinner. You go sit down." He said. "Fair enough." I smiled pleasingly. Yes, I always take my faults to my advantage. There was some romantic comedy on but by the time Soda arrived with green spaghetti and blue meatballs, the movie had ended, so they flicked the channel. I'm not sure what movie it was, but it had me head over heels terrified. I abrubtly hate scary movies! I swear I wouldn't mind if they dissapeared from the face of planet. I was curdled up in a ball trying to think happy thoughts while my brothers just ate like nothing was happening. Once they where finished eating and I was in the wreck of a nervous attack, they decided to scare me more! I have never screamed so stupidly in my life. I'm going to get them. I don't know what they saw in my face but they got tired of it and we just cuddled together in a ball and Soda rubbed my shoulder to calm me down while I had my fingers over my face and hesitating deeply. I couldn't even eat!

After the movie ended, none of us moved. We just stayed together, hugging and cuddling with each other like old times. It felt nice. Darry, next time I'm kidnapping you too. Brother, you where missing in the picture! I felt happy to be in my brothers' arms and soon enough we felt asleep. Together.