Disclaimer: I do not own The Outsiders, S.E Hinton does. :)
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Soda's POV.
"Hold on! I'm coming!" Ponyboy yelled from the bathroom. I sighed and sat on the arm of Darry's chair. But before I could even get comfortable, Ponyboy came out of the bathroom carrying his bookbag.
"About time," I muttered under my breath. Ponyboy rolled his eyes at me and opened the door.
"Are you giving me a ride to school, or what?" He smiled and walked out to the old pick up. The truck wasn't too old, but it wasn't new either. The edges of the door handles were rusted, and the blue paint was slowly chipping off. But we can't afford to get anything real nice, like the Socs. What greaser can.
"I'm gonna be late, Soda," Ponyboy warned me.
I slighty rolled my eyes and started up the truck. "Not my fault you took to long looking at yourself this morning," I replied while giving him a little nudge in the shoulder. Ponyboy let out a sigh, and continued looking at the road in front of him.
"Are you working today?" Ponyboy asked while getting his bookbag ready since we were in the school parking lot.
"Yeah. Sara's picking me up at 11."
Sara was one of my really good friends from school. She also dropped out because her Mom died from cancer about a year ago, and her Dad couldn't support both of them. So she had to get a job, or go live with her Aunt in Texas. After a few days of searching for a job, I insisted that she'd get one at the DX with me, and she did.
Ponyboy nodded and smiled, then jumped out of the truck. I was wondering why he smiled at me like that. It wasn't like a normal Ponyboy smile, it was kinda smile that I would get from him when I told him I had a date or something like that. Sara was basically my only close friend that was a girl.
As I drove down the dirt road I kept thinking about it, but I suddenly stopped when I saw Sara's car parked by our house.