The sequel to "What A Rumble Can Do". Sorry it took so long, but here it is! I don't know how long this will be, but it will be longer than 5 chapters (hopefully). I'll keep this short and sweet, and end with the disclaimer then off to the chapter. :) Disclaimer: I don't own 'The Outsiders', no matter how much I wish.

1. Greeting for the second time & awkward silences

"So, my names Ponyboy?" I asked both my 'brothers'. I was really hoping my name wasn't Ponyboy. It seemed strange and weird, and I really didn't want my name to be it..but if I was given that name I guess I'll live with it, no matter how much I wish I didn't.

"Yes," my brother said, "Ponyboy Micheal Curtis."

I was about to say something, but the doctor walked in and needed my older brother. He got up, stating he would be back and walked out of the room, leaving me with my other brother. He barely has said a word this whole time, and only stared at the ground. He finally looked up at me with a sad look.

"So," he finally talked. "You don't remember any of us?"

I was getting tired of that question. "No, I don't." He sighed and looked away, then looked at me again.

"Well, I guess I might as well introduce myself," he muttered. "I'm Sodapop Curtis. I'm your older brother." He put on a smile, but it looked like he was forcing it. I didn't know what to say, so I just nodded.

With nothing to say from either of us, we just sat there in an awkward silence. I wanted to try to talk to him, but I couldn't think of anything. The expression on his face looked like he wanted to say something, but couldn't find the words.

Luckily my brother came walking in, ending the awkward silence. He smiled, but it wasn't a happy, warming smile. It was forced, just like Sodapops. He sat down next to Soda and starting whispering to each other. Soda sighed and stood up.

"I'll give you guys time to talk," he muttered and walked out of the room. The other brother sighed. "So,"

I bit my lip. "So,"

We didn't say anything more and entered into an awkward silence. I didn't really want to talk, but I didn't want to be in this awkward silence. "Introduce yourself."

"My name is Darrel Curtis, your older brother." Darrel? Whoa, fancy. "But the gang usually just calls me Darry or Dar." The gang? Theres more people?

"Who's the gang?" I asked.

"Oh, it's just a few friends of ours. They're Steve and Keith, but we call him Two-Bit." Oh, so it's just a small gang.

"That it?" I ask. I wanted to make sure there wasn't anymore, just in case.

He gulped and looked away. "Well, there were two more apart of the group, but,"-he took a deep breath-"they died."

I didn't really know what to say. "Oh." He nodded and looked back at me.

"Get some rest, we'll talk later," he said, and ruffled my hair. I nodded and closed my eyes and fell asleep.

"Com'on, I wanna see the kid!" A voice yelled close by.

"Why did you drag me here?" Another voice grumbled.

"Guys, shut up! Ponys asleep!" Another voice growled, shutting the other voices up. I wasn't asleep anymore, but I had my eyes close, pretending. I recognized one voice as my brother's, Sodapop, I think. I wonder why his name is funny like mine. Our parents must have been drunk, or somethin'..

"Soda, I don't want to see the kid. He's alive and breathing, ain't he? Why do I gotta be here?" one of the voices grumbled again.

"Soda, com'on, just wake the kid up!" I heard a few whispered voices, then the same voice again. "Fine! I'll wake him up. PONYBOY!"

I guess if I want them to stop talking, I better 'wake up'. I groaned and opened my eyes, trying to act like I just woke up. There were three people in my room, and I only recognized my brother. The other two, I had no idea. One had a goofy grin and the other had a annoyed look. I wonder if these are the two others in our so called 'gang'. I was kinda hoping they weren't..

"Ponyboy Curtis! Your finally awake!" the one with the goofy grin yelled happily.

"Uh yeah," I muttered. "Who are you two?" Then the grin disappeared.