Dislamer: I don't own the outsiders.

Pony POV

I woke up early in the morning considering that it was Saturday and the sun wasn't up yet. School had just started a couple of weeks ago and my classes were going great. Since I'm supposed to be smart I was put in advance classes but as my oldest brother, Darry, always says that I don't use my head. But it was Saturday so there was no school and Soda and Steve had to go to work later and Darry was off. So we were all going down to the lot to play football like we did every Saturday. But since it was early I wanted to go out on the porch and watch the sunrise before everyone else got here. They don't understand and just think that I always have my head in the clouds. But by having your head in the clouds you can think about a lot of things and no one in the gang gets it. Johnny and my second oldest brother, Soda understand more that the rest of them. So I put on my jeans and a old gray tee shirt and when to sit on the porch. I walked out of my and Soda's room and down the hall into the living room. Where Johnny was sleeping on the couch, he looked a lot younger that sixteen when he was asleep. But I noticed that when Soda was asleep he looked a lot younger that going on seventeen. So I opened the door quietly and sat down on the steps it was still dark. Our door was never locked incase on of the gane got mad and needed a place to stay the night. The clock in the living room had read 5:42 so I still had a couple of minutes before the sun would start to rise. The two main things that I always liked about the sunrise and when it set, is that no two are ever the same and how all the color went together. The light blues and pinks that lead the way to light purples in the middle and most of all that gold color that it made. So while watching the sunrise I began to think about us, the gang.

Johnny stayed the night at our house last night since his dad got drunk again and you could hear him yelling all the way from our house. Darry told Johnny to stay here and he did. I don't know how he could take his dad, if you could call him that, beating on him and yelling at him. His mother wasn't that much better she had a pretty big mouth, even bigger that his father. I never thought that Johnny deserved to get him and yelled at all the time but yet out of the rest of the gang who did have a good home? Steve's father hit him and told him to get out of the house about one or twice a week but he gave him a couple a dollars the next day to make up for it. Steve never did and doesn't like me but I still don't think that he should get yelled at like he does. Two-Bit's dad ran out on him and his little sister when they were younger and now his mom worked as a barmaid just so they could get by. You could never see Two-Bit without a grin on his face making some wise crack joke on something but he knew the score and always keep us laughing at our self's and others. Dally's parents didn't care what happened to him, so most of the time he stayed a Buck's place. He may be the toughest person in the gang but he didn't get there over night. I wondered what he would be like if he never was in the street gangs in New York and not arrested at the age of ten. My dad never hit any of us, no matter what we had done.

As the sun began to rise with layers of orange, yellow and gold filling the black sky, I thought about how no matter how your worst moment of your life might be the best in someone else's. My brothers and I may not have the best house or anything like it but we do have each other. Even though me and Darry do get in arguments over school and stuff at least he didn't get drunk and hit me or kick me out of the house. Darry gave up his life to take care of me and Soda after mom and dad died about eight months ago. He was the captain of the foot ball team and he made descent grades he should have went to college but instead he got two jobs just to make sure that I got out of high school and he wanted me to go somewhere with my life and to go to college. Soda my happy go lucky brother dropping out of school just to keep me in. He always said that he was dumb and the only things that he was passing was guy and auto-mechanics. Which his grades did show it but he still he shouldn't have to have a job. A hand came down on my shoulder and I almost jumped out of my skin. I turned to see who it was, hoping that it wasn't Darry he most likely kill me for being out here. But thank goodness it was only Johnny. He said down next to me.

"What ya doing Pony?" he asked as he sat beside me on the steps.

"Nothing unusual" I told him knowing what I meant. Me and Johnny always knew what the other was thinking. We were the two quietest in the gang. Two-bit always wondered if we talked to each other or could somehow read each other's thoughts.

"Lookin at the sunrise" He answered his own question looking up at the sky. "So what are you thinking about?"

"Just about life and stuff that happens." I told him hoping that he would leave it at that. The sun had risen and the gold had faded from the sky. Then I heard a familiar voice laughing that belonged to Two-Bit.

"Come on Pony lets go inside or else we will be the star of Two-Bit's jokes"

"Okay lets go I need to start breakfast anyways." We both got up and went in the house and I went in the kitchen to start breakfast. Soda a fixed a chocolate cake last night so it was in the refrigerator. I took the eggs out and started to cook them the way each of us liked them. Soda liked them with jelly and Darry liked them on a bacon and tomato sandwich. I took out the jelly, tomato, and some bacon. Then I scrambled some eggs for the rest of the gang. But before I was done I hear the door slam shut.

"Howdy." Two-Bit yelled not taking in the fact that Soda and Darry were most likely asleep. But I was wrong because soon enough I heard Steve and Soda wrestling on the living room floor. I walked in the living room to see who else was there. Dally was sitting on the edge of the sofa with Johnny beside him. Two-Bit was watching Steve and Soda wrestle on the floor. Then Darry came out of his room fully dressed. So I went back to finish breakfast and I sat the eggs on the table and put the bread in the toaster. As I turned around, I saw Darry standing at the doorway of the kitchen.

"You cooked breakfast?" he sounded shocked but it had always been a rule that the first on up cooks breakfast and the other two wash the dishes. Most of the time it was Darry that cooked and me and Soda do the dishes.

"Yea, why you don't like my cooking? Isn't the first on up suppose to cook and the other do the dishes?" I asked him.

"Yea but I didn't think you would. I would have thought you would have forgot." He looked at the breakfast on the table "You know this looks really good."

"Wow you guy we have our own personal cook in here." Two-Bit came in the door grinning. Followed by the rest of the gang. We all sat down and ate the eggs and cake.

"Gosh Pony these are good." Dally said surprising me. The gang, except for me and Johnny, went into the living room and the next second Mickey Mouse was coming out of the TV.

"So guys are we going to have our usual football game?" Two-Bit asked. As I started to clean the dishes off the table and Johnny sat at the table as I washed them.

"Yea, me and Soda just have do the dishes." I heard them get up. What did they think that I was doing in here? Me and Jonny went and said on the floor watching the rest of Mickey Mouse. Darry and Soda went in the kitchen and came right back out.

"Did you to do the dishes?" Soda asked plopping down beside me and Johnny on floor in front of the couch.

"Naw Pony did them." Johnny informed them.

"Gosh you cook and clean man you're just like a maid." Two-Bit ducked after he said this since my hand was about to slap him upside his head. Then he pulled me to the floor and we

"Hey well at least he does something and now since Pony was nice enough to do the dishes we can go to the lot to play football" Darry said watching me and Two-Bit wrestle. We stopped wrestling and got up.

"Hold on let me get my shoes" Soda yelled running to our room to find his shoes. I had just realized that he wasn't wearing any shoes. It took him about five minutes to get his shoes on and the we all got up and got ready to play football. While he was getting his shoes on Darry got up and left the room.

"I got the football." Darry yelled as he came back from his room.