Disclaimer: I do not own The Outsiders or any of it's characters. It was written by the amazing author S.E. Hinton!

OOOoooh! I'm finally making a sequel! This story starts out pretty much right after Risky Relationships ends. I suggest you read that story first before reading this or you might get confused. PLEASE REVIEW!

Soda woke up on Saturday morning to the sound of Darry making breakfast. He smiled to himself remembering his very pleasant evening the night before. He then opened his eyes and let them get adjusted to the light, turning to look at the beside table where a small white piece of paper with neat little numbers were written down. Those numbers were the key to contact with Amanda who was, in Soda's opinion 'the cutest girl alive.' He rolled over onto his stomach and looked at his sleeping little brother. "Pony." He whispered.

"MMmmm." Ponyboy said, burying his face in the pillow. Soda chuckled and stood up, yawning widely and then walking out to the kitchen with a huge smile across his face.

"What in the world are you so happy about?" Darry asked.

"Stuff." Soda said and cut himself a piece of the chocolate cake, which was sitting on the kitchen counter just waiting to be devoured.

"How old is that girl that you met last night by the way? You know? The girl that you were drooling over until three in the morning, keeping me up and waiting for you?"

Soda laughed. "Don't worry Dar. She's only seventeen; I promise."

"All-right, good."

"What time is it?"

"It's ten. We all slept in." Darry said.

"Well that's what Saturday's for." Soda said and took a big bite of cake. "I'm gonna go call Amanda!" He announced and ran out into the living room, hoping she was awake by now. Soda tapped his foot impatiently. Ringing ringing ringing; someone please pick it up.

"Hello?"

"Amanda?"

"Yeah, who's calling?"

"It's Soda. From last night at the-" He stopped himself. Darry's in hearing reach. Do not say club. "From last night." Soda said.

"Oh hi Soda." She said cheerfully.

"Can I see you tonight? We could go get a bite to eat, see a movie or something."

"That sounds like fun. What time?"

"Umm, I could pick you up at seven."

"Sure, here's my address." Yes yes yes yes yes Soda sang in his head as he wrote down her every word. After that was done Soda sat around the house, waiting impatiently for the night to come. Why didn't you make a lunch date? He asked himself, as he stared at the TV screen. By six thirty Soda was showered, shaved, dressed, and aching to leave. "Lemme borrow truck?" Soda asked.

Darry looked up from the paper. "Why the heck do you look so nice? Where are you going?"

Soda grinned. "To see Amanda. Can I use the car? You don't need it right?"

"No go ahead. Back by eleven."

"What?" Soda asked. "Curfew's one. Why do I have to be back by eleven?"

"You broke curfew by two hours last night so you're due back here two hours early tonight." Darry said, looking back down at the paper.

Soda swore.

Darry looked up sharply. "Well, since you can't control that mouth of yours lets make it ten."

"Oh c'mon Darry." Soda whined.

"Then watch your language."

"Fine, I'm sorry." Soda said.

"All-right, go or you'll be late to pick her up." Darry said. Soda smiled and headed out the door. He hopped into the truck and drove down the street, repeating the address over and over in his head until he was sure he had it memorized. It didn't take long to get to her house. She lived really nearby; no more than ten minutes. He walked up to the house which looked much like his own and knocked on the door. There was an answer almost immediately and Amanda stood at the door with a very welcoming smile.

He greeted her with a hug and then they left to go to dinner and then the Nightly Double.

"So, how come I've never seen you around anywhere?" Soda asked. "How long have you lived here?"

"Oh, well I've lived in Oklahoma all of my life but I've only lived in Tulsa a year. After my mom left my dad, my brother, and I couldn't stand all the memories so we decided to get away. What about you?"

"I've lived in Tulsa all my life. My parents died almost two years ago and my brothers and me all live together. I dropped out of school a while ago to work and help keep Pony in school."

"Pony?" She asked.

"Ponyboy's my little brother."

She smiled. "Sodapop and Ponyboy. I like those names. They're very original. My name is so boring. There must be hundreds of girls named Amanda. I doubt that anybody else is named Soda."

Soda smiled. "Thanks but you have a great name too."

"Thanks." There was an uneasy silence for a while until Amanda spoke up. "So, what movie are we seeing?"

"Some science fiction flick called Fantastic Voyage. My little brother said it was good but he sees just about every movie that comes out and at least half of them he says he's loved, so who knows?" Amanda laughed. "So anyways, do you like it here?"

"Yeah, it's all-right. I don't like the schools though. Actually I don't like school at all."

"Really? I hate school too. It ain't any fun. There's no excitement."

"Exactly." Amanda said. "My brother loves it though. He's in college right now and he says he's having a great time, but I think that's a bunch of baloney."

Soda laughed. "My brothers' both like it a lot too. I've never understood why. My youngest brother, he's real brainy though. Bringing in A's from every direction. My older brother, Darry wanted to go to college but he gave that up when my parents died so me and Pony didn't have to go to some boys' home or something. I feel bad for him; I mean he's only twenty one years old and he's working two jobs and running a family."

"That must be hard." Amanda said. "Sounds like he cares about you both a lot."

Soda smiled. "Yeah, he does. He gave up a lot for us. Sorry to babble on like this-"

"No it's fine." She broke in. So they talked all the way to dinner. She learned more about him and he learned more about her. Soda enjoyed every minute of his evening and didn't think about Samantha at all; not even for a second.

"I had a great time. Can we do this again sometime soon?" Soda asked, when they stopped in front of her house at the end of the night.

"Yeah, I'm busy tomorrow but how's Monday sound?"

Soda grinned. "I'll pick you up, same time." He inched closer to her slowly and pressed his lips to hers. She returned the kiss, dipping her tongue into his mouth before pulling away to say goodnight.

Soda was about to get out to walk her to the front door but she stopped him. "I told my dad I was going to the library and if he sees me with you you'll have to wait a little longer than Monday to see me again."

Soda laughed. He could sure relate to that kind of situation. "Ok." He kissed her again and she got out giving him another one of her smiles. Soda grinned for the one hundredth time and continued to all the way home.