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Ponyboy's POV

"Take me to church with you, please," Two-Bit begs as I take off my shirt. I normally don't like to undress in front of people, but I'm late and I have to.

I have no idea why Two-Bit wants to go to church. He's been cracking jokes all week about me. He's always calling me 'Saint Ponyboy' and it's really getting on my nerves.

I keep my mouth shut, but that only makes him beg harder.

"I thought church was about saving souls," there's a mocking edge to his voice.

"Two-Bit, I swear to God," I started, but Two-Bit cuts me off.

"Ahahah, no swearing," he commanded me. I gave him a good, hard shove.

"Fine, you wanna go to church, we'll go to church," I tell him angrily.

"Can I bring a plus 1?" He asked. Only so I'm not alone with you, I thought, but at least I have Johnny.

"Bring Steve and Soda," I tell him. "But we're leaving in ten minutes.

X

Two-Bit's driving and has the radio cranked as loud as it can go. Soda is bouncing his leg up and down so hard the car is shaking, or that might just be from the music.

I'm late, way late, but all I can pray for us that Two-Bit, Steve, and Soda behave themselves during service.

Two-Bit's POV

I don't know why Ponyboy is getting so mad, it's just a joke.

But I'll show him how to laugh, I already have Steve and Soda in on my plan. We're going to see how long it takes to get ourselves kicked out of a Catholic Church.

X

The place isn't as fancy as the churches on the West Side, but East Side Tulsa doesn't have very many churches, so we're in middle ground.

When we sit down I see Pony glancing at us every few seconds. I begin rip paper out of the hymn book and rolling it up to throw it at the old ladies in front of us. The old ladies turn around and yell at us, but Soda can't contain his laughter and soon all three of us are howling so hard I can't catch my breath.

"Two-Bit," Pony hisses. If looks could kill I'd be a goner. His ears are bright red and he keeps his head down for the next few minutes of he service. I couldn't even tell you what the Priest is talking about.

I take the hymn book that I had been ripping paper out of and set it next between Steve and I.

"If I drop this, will it be softer now that I took out paper?" I asked Steve. He gives me a blank stare before smiling. I took the hymn book and dropped it with a loud bang!

Ponyboy gives us the worst look and gets up, walking out of church.

We all follow him, but he just gives me an angry stare.

"I'm never going to church again," he muttered.

Aufenthaltd Gold,

~Alee