Johnny Cake?? ~ Dallas Winston Imagine
I walked through the gate to the Curtis place and in the front door. Sodapop was sitting on the couch along with two other boys.
“Hey guys, this is Dallas, he just moved here from New york” soda introduced me. I had met Sodapop at a rodeo yesterday and he told me to come over today. “Who are the kids?” I ask, my new york accent sticking out more than it ever did.
“I’m Steve,” said a guy with really crooked teeth. He had cake smeared down his cheeks and neck. “That’s my little brother Ponyboy,” Soda says and points to him.
Ponyboy and Sodapop. Those are some really weird names. “Ponyboy and Sodapop? Do you have another brother named CookieCrisp? Or maybe a sister named OatmealCookie?” I say sarcastically.
Steve laughed from the couch and soda just smiled and shook his head. “Nope, but we do have a older brother named Darry,” he answers.
“So since you two’s named names are different, is Darry the odd ball?” I ask actually kinda curious. Soda and Pony pony looked at each other as if they were actually looking for a answer.
“I mean… maybe?” Pony says unsurely.
Our conversation was cut short when the front door opened and slammed shut. Another boy came in and he was short and tan.
He looked scared as he slowly pulled off his dirty jean jacket. When he met my eyes, he quickly turned away.
“Another kid?” I ask,“Who are you?”
He shuffled his feet and mumbled something I didn’t understand. “What?” I ask.
“Johnny Ca-” he says. He spoke so quietly I couldn’t hear his last name. “Johnny Cake?” I say.
Soda and Pony laugh when I said his name. “No, Cade,’ pony corrects me,"but I think we just found a new nickname for Johnny.”
Johnnys face filled with a bright red flush and he sat down in the recliner
“Well Johnny Cake,” soda says in between chuckles,“ this is-”
“Dallas WINSTON,” I cut off soda and put emphasis on my last name.
“But we are gonna call him Dally!”
This was for @ittybittydally I’m sorry it took so long to get out and it kinda sucks