I rolled over to feel the other side of the bed was warm, but empty. Soda had just gotten up. I smiled and contiuned to sit up and climb out of bed. I walked down the hallway and to the bathroom in just my underwear.
"Don't use all the hot water!" I yelled to Soda.
"Okay Ponyboy!" He yelled. I headed to the kitchen to see if Darry was up too. He was and had already started making eggs. I looked around for him but he wasn't in the kitchen. I scurried into the kitchen quickly before I grabbed the food coloring and dropped some red into the eggs. Red eggs are great as Sodapop has taught me. I then hurried out of the kitchen and hid behind the door to see Darry's reation.
"Sodapop Patrick Curtis!" He yelled. I laughed and gave myself away. He walked over to the door and looked at me with mock sterness.
"You must be punished for this. You are acting just like your brother. Maybe you should finish the eggs," He said looking me in the eye.
"Really Darry?" I said pretending to be upset. I love making eggs but I didn't tell Darry that. If I did, he'd have to find a new way to punish me.
"Yup," He said buttoning up his shirt the rest of the way.
"Pony, the showers ready," Soda said.
"Good get the egg ruiner out of here," Darry said smiling.
"They aren't ruined," I yelled from the bathroom. I hopped in the shower quickly and hurried out to the bedroom Soda and I share to get dressed.
When I got downstairs, sure enough, we had red eggs on the table.
"Nice job, Pony. You learn fast," Soda said laughing.
"Don't encourage him," Darry said making Soda giggle. "Pony eat."
"I'm not hungry," I said honestly.
"Everyone in the truck!" Darry yelled. By that time, Steve and Two-bit had also appeared in the living room. Two-bit was coming to school with me and Steve was going to work with Soda so we all kinda rode together. Soda and Steve hopped in the back of the truck and Two-bit and I rode up front with Darry.
First, we went to the school. Two-bit and I went our separate ways to class.
My first class was English which wasn't a problem for me. I loved English. We were reading To Kill a Mockingbird, which was easily one of my favorite books, but that day, I was extremely tired. My legs were shaking like crazy and I could barely stand.
When I finally made it to class, I sat down quickly feeling a wave of pain rush through my leg. I put my head on my desk before the bell rang.
"Okay class let's start chapter 6," Mr. Alexander said. I reached in my desk and pulled out my book and open to the page. I looked down at he page before a drop of blood appeared on the page. My hand automatically went to my nose. When I took may hand away, there was blood on it. I went to grab a tissue to stop the blood.
"Ponyboy, do you need to be excused?" Mr. Alexander asked me. I nodded and hurried to the bathroom. I went to the sink to continue cleaning the blood from my nose. That's when I started gagging. Blood was coming from my gums and throat as well. I coughed for a while until I was sure I was dying. Then it stopped. I headed to the nurse quickly before it could start again.
The nurse pulled up my shirt and looked at my back. After a minute, she decided to call Darry.
"Where did you get those bruises?" She asked. I was confused. They didn't even hurt.
"What bruises?" I asked.
"That's what I thought. 15 year old boys shouldn't have that many bruises," She said. "Do you like living with your brother?"
"Yeah," I said caught off gaurd.
"Great. He's on his way," She said. I nodded.
"Have you been tired or had any pain?" She asked.
"Yeah I've been tired all morning and I've had pain in my leg," I said just as Darry walked in.
"Here take this. I think it might help," The nurse said handing Darry a card.
"Oncology? That's cancer," Darry said surprised. I gasped slightly. You always see on TV that someone has cancer. They always end up dead.