Chukzombi
can you tell us more about this cheese mobile you used to roll around town in?
Perhaps the details of the ladies you used to pass whilst tipping your fedora at them?
"Sure,
Ossoi
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It was a 1967 oldsmobile that my pop bought for me on my 16th birthday. We used to go to the drive thru to watch old Elvis movies until my friends Dallas and Johnny got into a fight with some preppy kids over this red-haired chick called Cherry
Anyway, Johnny didn't want to go home because his parents kept arguing and I didn't want to go back home to my older brothers Darry and Sodapop, so me and Johnny just stayed out at the park. Those preppy kids had come looking for us though, five of them - we were outnumbered but we still put up a good fight until one tried to drown me in the water fountain. I thought I was a goner until the water turned red. I turned around and Johnny had stabbed one of them. I couldn't tell if he was shivering with cold or shock.
I knew I couldn't go back home to Darry and Soda, and Johnny wouldn't last a day in juvey, he wasn't tough like our friend Dallas despite what had just happened. Dally had been inside for some time, so we figured he was the only one who could help. Sure enough he came through with some money and a revolver, we didn't ask him where he got it from. He just told us to hide out in this old abandoned church outside of town and wait for him there.
We had to hitch a ride on an old freight train and Dally's directions weren't very clear but we found the church alright. Johnny helped me comb the grease out my hair and I did the same, it was his idea for me to bleach my hair. We passed the time playing cards and reading Gone with the Wind. I lost track of the time but a few days later Dallas showed up with a letter from Soda begging us to return back home. Apparently Cherry was willing to tell the cops that the preppy kids were looking for a fight. Johnny wanted to turn himself in but Dally told him we can't trust the cops.
He took us to a local diner but when we got back the church was on fire. We could hear kids screaming inside but between the three of us we managed to get them all out. As I kneeled over on the grass outside choking on the smoke I saw Johnny get hit by a piece of falling wood. They said he'd never walk again but I kept his spirits up by reading Gone with the Wind to him.
All this tension between the greasers and the preps was coming to a head. And I knew I couldn't miss the rumble....."