For a second I didn't know where I was.You know how it is, when you wake up in a strange place andwonder where in the world you are, until memories come rushing over you like a wave.
NO! Not my hair Johnny!Please!
I was stiff from sleeping on that hard floor, but I had never slept so soundly."Johnny?" I called loudly, and that old wooden church echoed me,I looked around wildly, but then caught sight of some crooked lettering written in the dust of the floor. Went to get supplies. Be back soon. J.C.
I heard someone coming up through the dead leaves toward the back of the church,"Oh! Hey, Johnny. Fancy meetin' you here." We went in. Johnny dusted off a table with his jacket and started taking things out of a sack and lining them up neatly.
Johnny sat down and pulled out his knife."We're gonna cut our hair, and you're gonna bleach yours." -"NO!"I interrupted, "They'll have our descriptions in the paper" I sighed giving up and reluctantly said "Alright, fine." We walked outside and an hour later I looked like a completely new person.
We spent the next few days reading Gone With the Wind, and I even recited a poem for Johnny until one day, I almost went to sleep but then suddenly we heard a long low whistle and when I looked up Dally was standing there looking down at me with a letter from Sodapop in his hand. I read the letter, satisfied at even the thought of it
When Dally explained that it was ok to go places we immediately jumped at the idea of a nice banana-split and climbed into his car egerly