Ponyboy's POV
I woke up beside Sodapop to the sound of something clicking against the window. When I gained more of my hearing and my vision started to clear up some, I noticed that it was raining outside. I love waking up to the sound of rain if you want me to be honest. I propped myself up on my elbows and stared out the window for a couple of minutes before I let out a deep breath and forced myself out of bed. Luckily for myself, it was Saturday, which meant I didn't have to be anywhere in particular. I got out of the warm grasp of Soda and walked over to my dresser; grabbed some clean clothes and headed to take a shower. I opened the door and peeked my head into the living room. Empty. Weird, I thought. It's a Saturday and nobody is here. I shrugged it off and walked into the kitchen to see if Darry was awake. I wondered why nobody was awake.
What time is it? I finally thought. I looked at the clock on the end stand in the living room and noticed that it was only 7:30. I was up pretty early. I stalked into the bathroom and turned on the water to its hottest setting. I began undressing myself, and when I was done, I adjusted the water to something more suitable instead of flesh burning temperatures and got it. I didn't spend too much time in there since, reasons, so I took a quick one.
I got out, dried myself and my hair off, put on my clean clothes, then walked out to the living room. I'm not the best at cooking breakfast, so I sat down on the couch in my plaid pajama pants, one of Darry's old and baggy shirts with some comfy socks and wet hair and turned on none other than Mickey Mouse. I'm gonna kill Two-Bit for getting me into this show. After the episode was over and the credits started rolling, I heard noises coming from mine and Sodapop's bedroom.
I heard a grumble, then the sound of feet shuffling. Soda's up. I thought. I smiled knowing that I could finally have some company. I heard the familiar sound of the bedroom door click, then I saw Sodapop.
"Morning sunshine." I waved at Soda. He mumbled something of a "Mmmnghh" and walked into the bathroom. Then, Darry came walking out of his room in somewhat similar pajamas to what Soda was wearing: old sweatpants with no shirt.
"Morning Darry." I said. He walked over to see the clock, then sat down beside me.
"Morning kiddo." He ruffled with my hair, then looked at his hand.
"Something wrong Dar?"
"Did you take a shower?" I rolled my eyes.
"No Darry, I licked myself clean." Darry chuckled, then pointed a finger in my face.
"Don't start with me Two-Bit." Darry got up and went back into his bedroom, probably to get ready for the day. Nobody had to work today; Sodapop, Steve or Darry. Everyone was coming over today, it was a very special day today.
It's been five months since Johnny and Dally died.