Steve Randel

“Hey.” Ты call to your bestfriend.

As soon as he hears your voice, he turns around, and stomps off in the other direction.

“What the hell?” Ты call after him, running to catch up. He was a lot bigger than you, his strides were longer, but Ты caught up to him.

“Hey.” Ты try again. No answer. He just stares ahead of him.

You step in front of him. “What the fuck is going on?” Ты ask, eyebrows raised.

He stops, kinda looking around, as if to find the words to say.

“Can Ты please move?” He finally decides.

“Please? You, Dallas Winston, just сказал(-а) please. Obviously something is...

Soda's POV:

"Hey Soda! Ты got mail!" Darry called from the kitchen. Ты put down the comb and sat at the таблица as the letter is tossed in front of you. Slicing open the envelope Ты begin to read, "Sodapop Patrick Curtis. We would like to announce that Ты have been drafted into the United States of America Army and will be a part in fighting the Vietnam War. Your departure дата will be the 23 of May and will be a 4 год term. This is an extraordinary honor and we wish Ты the best. Sincerely, The United States Government" Ты slump in your chair and begin to shake. May 23 is only a месяц away....