Johnny Imagine for @Edith_Cade

                                    

                                          
For Edith_Cade
                          
"Come on! It'll be so fun," your sister, Cherry, begged. "And Richard really wants to meet you." She was trying to drag you to a party to meet her boyfriend's cousin.
                          
Honestly, you couldn't care less about him. He was most definitely a Soc, and you didn't want that. You were a Soc, but that didn't mean you enjoyed it. Besides, you had a crush on someone already.
                          
You sighed. "Fine, but I'm not promising anything."
                          
"Oh, Edith, wait'll you see him," she said. "He's quite handsome."
                          
"You sound like a mom, talking like that," you teased.
                          
"It's called proper speech, little sister," she replied, with a false air of elegance.
                          
Later that night, you were at the party. Cherry had wandered off somewhere with Bob and left you alone with Richard.
                          
He had been trying to get close to you, but you kept scooting away. And after many failed attempts to start a conversation, he asked you to ride around with him.
                          
"Sure," you consented, not wanting to be rude. You found Cherry to tell her where you going and left with Richard in his car.
                          
It was a fairly silent ride, and you guys just drove around quiet residential areas. At some point, you guys had made it into the 'greaser' side of town.
                          
You saw a person walking down the sidewalk. He looked back and started to walk faster when he saw the car.
                          
Richard stopped the car and got out. "Hold on, Edith. I've gotta... I've got business to take care of." He smirked and walked towards the boy.
                          
"Wait! Where are you going?" you called after him. You unbuckled and jumped out of the car.
                          
By the time you caught up with them, Richard was already pounding on the kid.
                          
"Stop it! Richard, stop! You're hurting him!" you screamed at Richard while trying to hold back his arm from punching again.
                          
"What's the matter with you?" He had stopped punching the person, who was curled up on the ground. "Are you some kind of greaser-loving freak?"
                          
"Maybe I am," you retorted. You proceeded to help the person up and lead them to Richard's car. You put him in the passenger's seat and got in the driver's side.
                          
"Wait! That's my car, you bitch." Richard was right outside the window.
                          
You rolled up the window, and luckily since he had left the keys in the ignition, you started the car and drove away. You started towards your house.
                          
After a minute or so, you looked over to the boy and were surprised to see you recognized him. Not only that, this was the boy you had a major crush on, Johnny Cade.
                          
"Johnny, are you alright?" you asked nervously, turning the car down a road tiger to your house faster.
                          
"Yeah, but how-" He looked at you, an his eyes got wide. "Edith? What were you doing on our side of town? You're a Soc, aren't you?"
                          
You sighed. "I was just taking a ride around with that... Ugh. That idiot. I didn't know he was going to do that. I swear. Just because I'm a Soc doesn't mean I'm mean."
                          
"Yeah, I guess. You're sister's nice," he replied.
                          
You pulled into your driveway and helped Johnny out. You led him into the house and to the bathroom, where you began to clean and bandage him up.
                          
"Johnny, could you help me be a greaser?" you asked out of the blue.
                          
He looked surprised. "I don't know. I guess, but why'd you wanna be a greaser when you have all this?" He gestured around.
                          
"I hate being a Soc, okay?" you stated. "Everyone assumes I'm a bad person or spoiled or I only do good because of my money, and I hate it."
                          
It took some convincing, but Johnny agreed to teach you in the greaser ways. He really didn't want you to, but you insisted that you live with him to really experience it. It was a difficult change, but you appreciated it more than being at home.
                          
"So, you're officially a greaser, Edith. How does it feel?" Johnny asked you one night you both had escaped to the lot because of his parents.
                          
"I feel more accomplished now than any 100 I could make on a school project or assignment. I love it," you answered.

                          
I hope you like it! This was a very different concept to work with, so it was a nice change. I totally came up with the name of the Soc. it just seemed like an uppity name. M'kay.
                          
~Mariah