The Outsiders Sodapop Novels & Stories

ASHLEY “Boring right?” A young out-of-shape man says, leaning into my space. He holds up a bottle with the name “VODKA” boldly written on it, a greasy smile plastered on his face. “How about we go over to my place and I show you what real fun looks like?” “Fuck off, sicko,” I snap, the irritation boiling over. “Get a soul first.” I roll my eyes at him as he walks off with his sagged shoulders.

I smiled at him once again, trying to convince him. I looked at him, but his face expressed disbelief. "Potato chips and gatorade? But that's not good for you." He reached for the next alley of drinks, passing at my gatorade drink. "Here, take this," he said, while giving me a yogurt. "Gross, what's this?" I asked while reading the label of the drink. "Squash flavored drink and a bread," he said, pushing the cart once again. I punched his shoulder. "You're a monster, Brent!"

Gritting my teeth, I make my way over to the sink, trying very hard to ignore the girl's giggles. I dump the contents of both cups down the drain and fill them up with water. I snag a bag of chips from the counter and quickly head back outside. I hand the girls their drinks and when Maddy takes a sip she gives me an offended look and says, “Is this water?” I lie quickly and say, “Vodka water. You don’t wanna have too many carbonated drinks in a row.” She nods and says, “You’re so smart,” before continuing to gulp it down. Charlie notices the bag of chips in my hand and says, “Oh chips! Can I have some?”

"Over soda." "I'm pouting over injustice," Carly corrected, shoving a stick of gum into her mouth. "They knew summer was coming. They knew I'd be here. This is a failure of infrastructure." "We could go to Henderson's. They have fountain drinks." "Fountain drinks are not the same and you know it." Carly chewed aggressively, then looped her arm through Anna's, swinging their joined hands. "Chris, back me up. Tell Anna that a summer without cherry Cokes is no summer at all."

Sighing exasperatedly, Stacey looked at Courtney as she said: "I know…. And I hate me for that, but if I…." The squeaking sound of the door opening stopped Stacey's sentence. She glanced up to see Eric with three non alcoholic sodas on his hands. "What were you guys talking about?" Eric asked. "Nothing," Courtney replied nonchalantly, blushing at the sight of Eric who was handsome. And a famous celebrity. Handing the girls the sodas, Eric smiled as he said. "Here…. I know they look like ordinary sodas, but they are not ordinary, these are Eric soda's!" Eric said smugly.

Tall and slim, bare-faced yet fresh and attractive, dressed in a dark blue tracksuit with a hint of aloofness… Was this his type? She’d spent hours getting dolled up only to be coldly ignored—her heart shattered into bits. Rex joined in with a cheerful wave, “Sophia , come, come, sit with us!” With no other open seats and given Rex’s enthusiasm, Sophia sat down for the time being. “Sophia, you don’t look well—what happened?” “Ugh, don’t get me started. I ate a box of watermelon on the highway and now I’m practically dehydrated. Was there a laxative in that fruit?”

Just then, a small, pudgy hand tugged at Sophia’s skirt. She looked down to see Buddy gazing longingly at the can in her hand. “Mommy, I want some Coke too.” “No, baby,” she said gently, shaking her head. “Just a little bit? Please?” “No means no.” His lips puckered, and his big round eyes shimmered with pitiful disappointment. Alyssa’s heart melted instantly. She shot Sophia a playful glare. “Come on, let him have one tiny sip.” Sophia sighed, unable to resist. “Fine, but just a little—and you can’t tell Grandma.”

Sophia replied "But they just don't have all of it" "Exactly!" "Hmm,I wonder why" "There's a lot of reasons but I'll tell you later on when I get more knowledge about it because I'm still a newborn to this stuff" Sophia said as Jennifer nodded "Fair enough" "So,are you done eating?" Sophia asked "Can I get one more six inch sub?" Jennifer asked "Girl,you just had a foot long and my half along with two bags of Takis,three cookies,and a large coke" Sophia replied as Jennifer burped

Ossey asks with a can of beer in hand leaning against the hood of his car after having agreed to meet up with me at Bob's. "Paradise, everything I dreamt of," I reply sarcastically. He rolled his eyes then looked up at the sky. It was twilight and his black car was parked behind the convenience store in the empty lot outside of town. A group of college girls were laughing loudly and one held a bottle of Whiskey up to the air as they toasted and laughed some more. I took a swig of the energy drink and scowled when they began whooping and laughing rather loudly again.

“Yes. I will have a brandy and coke.” “I will have a passion fruit and vodka,” I chirped, letting my hands slip from beneath my chin. “Maybe a shot of Jägermeister as well.” Ozias’ eyes widened; his jaw slackened. I needed some more liquid courage than normal. The girl nodded and bounced away. “So, as you may know- “