A/N: A big thanks goes to spicygurl for contributing a lot to this story and makin' it happen and to Jamie, my anonymous reviewer, for requesting that I write an Outsiders fanfic. Maybe I'll try for a slash... :) Enjoy!

Ponyboy's POV

I walked into my 8th period health class with a huge knot in my stomach. In all of the classes before this, everybody was telling me how disgusting today's lesson would be for me. They would slip some pictures and notes into my locker and talk about things I wasn't sure I wanted to know yet. But, nobody's teasing was as bad as Two-Bit's. He'd shown me some graphic child-birth video and I'd only watched 5 minutes of it before I got sick. I guess it was everyone's goal to make me throw up or something.

I took my seat at the back of the classroom in-between Two-Bit and Johnny.

"Today, class, you'll be starting your child development project for your health exam. You must take care of your baby for two weeks and return it in top shape."

"What's the baby look like?" some girl in the front row asked out loud.

"Ahh, good question, Ms. Tinsley." Mr. Harrison pulled out a large, blue crate filled with sacks of flour from underneath his desk. He took one of them out and showed everyone. "Class, this is your baby for the assignment. The condition of it at the end of the two weeks will reflect half of your grade. The other half will come from a written assignment about your experience with the child. Easy enough?"

A few people nodded their heads. I was one of them. I mean, this project couldn't be any easier. And it wasn't like anything Two-Bit shown to me. All you had to do was stuff the bag into a closet for two weeks, take it out, and turn it in. Right? Wrong.

Mr. Harrison seemed to be reading my mind. "And, simply cramming your baby into your locker or stuffing it into a closet or under your bed is not going to cut it." He turned the flour bag that he had in his hand revealing some sort of recorder or something. "On the back of everyone's baby is a sensor. If you abandon your child in a dark alley it will cry. If your child cries for too long your grade will automatically drop. So, I suggest you take your child everywhere you go and keep a good eye on it."

"Alright, now if I could ask all the gentlemen to come to the front and draw a lady's name out of this hat," Mr. Harrison announced.

Slowly and sloppily the boys stood from their seats and approached the front of the class. Well, all except Two-Bit, who raced to the front of the room yelling that he wanted his partner to be Kathy, his girlfriend.

"Sheryl?" Two-Bit questioned. "What the hell! This thing is rigged!" The boy who picked after him sighed in relief and took a step towards where his seat was. Two-Bit stopped him. "Who'd you get?"

The boy, Jerry, I think, smiled and held out his paper to Two-Bit. "Kathy. She's a babe, right?"

Two-Bit smiled. "Yeah, you think so?"

Jerry nodded. "How about that ass?" He licked his lips. "Yeah, I could hit that." I knew my cheeks were red because they were burning intensely. The phraseology they were using was a bit too mature for me.

"You think so? Yeah, I'd hit that, too. Oh wait–" Two-Bit made his voice sound overly surprised. "I already did! That's my girlfriend!" The face he was making made him look real tuff and Two-Bit looks tuff enough when he's not even trying.

Jerry took a step back. "I-I didn't mean it like that –" And that's all Jerry got in before he was punched in the face. He fell back on the ground, holding his nose.

Two-Bit snatched up the small slip of paper from Jerry's fingertips. "Thanks, Jerry." He dropped his paper in his lap. "Have all the fun you want to have with Sheryl." He then turned to his left and ran towards Kathy. "Kathy, we're partners! I'm a daddy!"

I rolled my eyes. The line gradually moved up as some people ran excitedly to their partners and other people traded names. By the time me and Johnny got to the front of the line there weren't any slips left. I stared into the empty hat.

"Oh, I'm afraid we've had a miscalculation. It appears we have an uneven class." Mr. Harrison mumbled to himself while counting heads to the best of his ability. "Would you two mind hooking up?" My eyes grew wide and Johnny blushed. Mr. Harrison cleared his throat, catching his mistake. "I-I mean, get together – I mean..." He thought of his response. "Will you boys mind working together on this assignment? I know it will be strange since you are both males, but this could be a rewarding experience. And if you do, I'll bump your grade up another letter automatically. Regardless of the condition of the baby."

Now that was an offer. I mean, I didn't need it but it would surely help Johnny pass this semester. "Sure, no problem, Mr. Harrison."

"I'll save you the embarrassment and hand you your child now." He went to his crate and pulled out a bag of flour. He walked towards us then paused, looking between Johnny and myself. "Who's the...er, mother?"

Johnny and I looked at each other, each with a face that said, "No way in HELL!"

"Well, who's older?" Mr. Harrison asked. Damn, I knew where this was going. Johnny raised his hand slightly. "Then you're the father." It wasn't fair; Steve's mom was 36 while his father was 34. What's age gotta do with anything? Mr. Harrison handed me the flour-bag baby. "You'll be the mother then, Ponyboy." I nodded stiffly, then returned to my seat. At least no one would know about this.

Not more than a minute had passed before Two-Bit started chuckling beside me.

I turned to look at him. "What's so funny?"

"Nothing, Mrs. Curtis."

I gulped nervously. He couldn't possibly know about mine and Johnny's deal with Mr. Harrison. "What're you talkin' about?" I tried for the dumb role.

Two-Bit smiled at me. "You know what. You an' Johnny are married!" Two-Bit burst out into laughter causing the whole class to look back at us. "I think we've got a couple a fags in the building!"

Everyone started up in a quiet laughter. I could hear the whispering and pointing at me and Johnny.

"I knew they were..."

"...spend too much time with each other..."

I could already feel my face getting hot. I risked a glance over at Johnny. He slouched down in his chair, pretending to be busy with notes. I did the same, hoping that everyone would just ignore me. But, no, Two-Bit still had some more to say. He stood up on his chair and cleared his throat dramatically. I hid my head in my hands, knowing that he was about to make one of his 'speeches'. So much for saving the embarrassment.

"I, for one, support gays' rights. If two people really love each other, they should be allowed to get married." Two-Bit looked right at Johnny and me as he added, "Even if they're both guys. You see everyone, my friends Ponyboy and Johnny have recently discovered their feelings for each other and-"

"Mr. Matthews!" Thank God for Mr. Harrison! "I would advise you to sit down unless you wish to have a detention."

Two-Bit hopped down from the chair and sat down. "Just exercising my rights, sir," he said sincerely.

"Not in my class, Matthews," Mr. Harrison warned. "Now, please come down the aisle and get yours and Kathy's baby."

"Sure thing!" Two-Bit grinned happily as he linked arms with Kathy and walked her down the isle. Mr. Harrison handed them the flour-bag which was a signal that they could go back to their seats, but Two-Bit wasn't so satisfied.

"How 'bout those wedding vows, Priest?"

"This isn't a wedding. I'm not a preacher," Mr. Harrison explained. "There are no vows."

"Okay, Reverend."

"I'm not a reverend either," Mr. Harrison said, already getting annoyed with Two-Bit.

"Sure thing, Pastor."

"We can have this discussion after class if you really want to talk about it."

Two-Bit let that matter drop. "Well, do I still get to kiss her?"

"What?"

"You know, do I get to kiss the bride?"

Kathy let out a giggle. "That is the custom," she mused.

"Well, um, that isn't necessary."

Two-Bit started leaning in towards Kathy.

"Not in my my classroom! I think you really do want a detention, huh?"

"No, sir!" Two-Bit turned Kathy around and headed back to his desk humming The Wedding March.

The bell rang just as Mr. Harrison was making his closing remarks. "You'll find everything you need to take care of your child in the baby bag provided here." He stood at the door with a bunch of baby bags about the size and shape of a purse. "Grab one of these on your way out. And your homework for tonight is to come up with a name for the baby."

Two-Bit started twisting his baby in his hands. "How do we know if it's a boy or girl?"

"When you change it's diaper..."

Two-Bit peeked inside of the little make-shift diaper and scrunched up his face. "Hey, Kathy, this look like a dick to you?"

"Class dismissed!"

The room cleared out quickly. Only me and Johnny were left.

Johnny smirked at me. "Guess, you'll be takin' the bag?"

I narrowed my eyes at him. He'd probably already known that this was going to happen. No wonder he'd offered to take the baby from me. "Guess so." I uncomfortably slung the bag over my shoulder and started shifting it to different positions. I never really understood how girls were able to carry this around all day. But, then again, I never really understood girls in general.

Mr. Harrison stopped me on my way out.

"Yeah?"

He put a hand on my shoulder and that just made me feel really weird considering everything that had happened in just one class period. Me and Johnny were supposedly a 'gay married couple' according to Two-Bit, I was the mother, and I had to carry this stupid purse.

"Now, Ponyboy, I'm sure you've heard this a million times, but remember, 'It's not a purse; it's a satchel.' Lots of famous guys wear one."

I fought the urge to say Like who? Mr. Harrison was standing all tall and proud, like he really got through to me or something. And one of the worst thing you could do to a guy is take away his pride.

"And, just so you know, I support 'gays' rights' too. Don't feel too left out. It's okay to express your feelings for one another and-"

"Okay, Mr. Harrison, got it." I wasn't ready for another 'gay speech' so I grabbed Johnny's arm, pulled him out of the classroom, and started heading towards home.

We walked in silence for a couple of minutes before Johnny asked about Two-Bit's speech. "What'd he say?"

"You didn't hear?" And all that time I thought he was only pretending to take notes. "Oh, um, he was just talkin' about how he supports gays' rights and stuff. Then he said somethin' 'bout how we had feelings for each other. I don't know... Crazy ain't it?"

"Yeah... crazy." Johnny gave me a shaky kind of laughter then busied himself by kicking a can along the street. I thought I saw something flash across his face. Disappointment maybe?

"We should get together tonight," Johnny suggested. I took a quick look at him and he turned a shade of red as he caught the double meaning. "I mean, you know, for the project."

"Come over whenever you want."

"'Kay. I'll take care of the baby this week and you'll get the next."

"Yeah, that's fair." I handed him the 'satchel' and headed off to my house, way more than unprepared for the longest two weeks of my life.

A/N: So... what'd ya think? Good? Bad? Leave a review! No flames. Concrit is always welcome though. :) And I know it's a bit OOC... I don't think they had that type of technology... but bear with me.