This is XxGreaserxGirlxVPxX (unable to access her old account), so I am just resuming my original story on a new account! A new chapter will be posted soon :)

Sodapop Curtis slowly walked into the DX store. He wasn't looking forward to the day, because he knew Steve would wander in from the garage to see how his date went last night. Steve hooked him up with a girl last night named Lydia Hangson, a green eyed brunette who was a senior in high school and was going to college to become a doctor. That threw Soda off right away, she was being all smart around him and they never had a fun, relaxing conversation. She was too serious for Soda to get interested in. Soda found himself using that excuse for almost every girl he's gone out with for the past couple months; she was either too serious or not serious enough. That was one thing Soda really liked about Sandy, she could have real fun but become serious if needed and the girls Soda had gone out with couldn't seem to do that. They couldn't seem to do anything that made Soda happy.

He figured he'd be over Sandy by now, it had been almost three months since she left. After about three weeks of her being gone was when Steve began pushing Soda to go on date after date. He intentionally picked girls that didn't look like Sandy, with hopes Soda would actually get interested in a second date with one of them. At first Soda thought it was a good idea, he could go on dates with some girls to get his mind away; he didn't have to get in a serious relationship with any of his dates, but Steve didn't see it that way. After about a week of going on harmless dates, Steve pushed him into finding a new girl to keep for awhile. Again, Soda at first thought that wouldn't be a bad idea, it could be good for him. Every date though said otherwise, Soda wasn't having fun on dates anymore, he felt forced to ask them on a second date if he could bear it.

That was how Soda's life had been ever since Sandy left. Sure his brothers and other friends tried helping, but Steve was pushing him to get back to life. Although Soda didn't like how that was the only way he was spending his life for the time, he'd have to deal with it until he could figure things out on his own and not Steve practically leading his life. Soda was glad Steve had been there for him this much, he was starting to find himself comforted the most by Steve. It was a really nice feeling.

As Soda set up the register and made sure things were in order for the day, Steve wandered into the store. "Hey buddy," Steve said walking behind the counter. Soda knew Steve was going to egg at him about the date, but he at least felt happy and relaxed when Steve was around.

"Hey," Soda responded.

"So how did it go last night?" Steve asked.

"Same old Steve, same old," Soda said.

"Another fail, huh?" Steve asked.

Soda nodded, "I don't know Steve, I've gone on dates at least every other night for awhile now, maybe I should take a break."

"That's probably not a bad idea, you should have some guy time now."

"You're only saying that, because you can't find anymore girls," Soda said with a chuckle.

"No, it's getting harder to find girls, but some guy time will be good for you. I got some drag racing to do this weekend, if you want to come," Steve said.

"Sure," Soda responded, "Who are you racing?"

"I don't know yet, Shepard's just inviting people to go race."

"No surprises there."

"Well do you want to race? Or do you want to be my personal cheerleader?" Steve asked with a smile.

Soda laughed, "I don't know, I'll think about it. It would be a good distraction I suppose."

"Well hopefully not too distracting to where you kill yourself."

Soda thought for a minute, "Yeah I think I'll watch."

Steve laughed, "Alright, I'll pick you up Friday at 8, unless I come over for dinner first."

"Sounds good. Is anyone else going to be there that you know of?"

Steve shrugged, "Two-Bit I'm sure, just probably the same crowd. Well I'm going to head out to the garage now."

Soda nodded as Steve walked out the door. As soon as he stepped outside Soda got a feeling of loneliness and just felt down. He looked up at the clock, it was eight thirty in the morning. Three and a half hours until him and Steve got lunch. Soda was anxious to go out to lunch with Steve. That was something Soda always looked forward to on a work day was to be with his best friend for lunch. The next best thing was them getting off and hanging out. Soda loved the feeling he got around Steve and couldn't get enough of it, in fact he sometimes felt like he wanted more. He wasn't even sure what this feeling was, happiness was all he thought of it and he sure needed it. Only three and a half hours longer until he got more of it.