Sodapop Curtis:

"Pony, why's that camera in my face?" he asked, shrilly. Pony lowered the camera and frowned at Soda. Soda noticed and got defensive, "Aw shoot, I didn't mean ta bark at ya..."

"Well... I needed help..."

"With what...?" he asked, grinning as Pony lifted the camera back in Soda's face.

"Video project."

Soda and Pony had just woken up and Soda was barely dressed; he only had on a pair of boxers and socks. "So your school is gonna see this?" he asked.

"Yep." Then, Soda grabbed a pillow and covered his lower half.

"Well, don't film me naked, sheesh..." he yelped, going to the bathroom, "Go film Darry naked, not me." he griped. Pony hit the stop button.

"Okay..." Pony left and headed for Darry's room. He knocked on the door but no one answered. He jiggled the handle and went in. Darry was on his back on his bed, asleep. He was covered completely with the blanket. No fun, Pony thought. He approached Darry, pointing the camera at him and pressing record. "This is my older brother, Darrel Shaynne Curtis. He's 20 and he's overworked and evil. Evil I tell you, mwahaha! Although he don't look evil sleeping..." He hit stop. Snickering, he left, shutting the door behind him. Soda was dressed and sitting at the kitchen table when Pony went in.

"Hey Pone, Dar awake?"

"No and you were here first, you gotta cook."

"I know. Before we start, wanna do the interview?" he asked.

"Sure." Soda grinned, Pony made sure to get it on film, and sat down. Pony sat across from him, smiling behind the camera.

"Waddya wanna talk about?"

"I dunno..."

"Yer supposed to know these things!"

"I was hoping you'd know what you'd wanna talk bout." Soda rubbed his chin, deep in thought, or so it seemed.

"My first kiss?" Pony had never heard Soda's first kiss before.

"Yeah!" Soda grinned again.

"Alright. My first kiss..." Soda began, leaning back in the chair, "Was given to me by my momma."

"Soda!"

"Fine, fine... it was Darry..."

"Soda!"

"Ha ha ha... Okay... I think I was... dunno, seven? And I was on the playground with Steve and I believe... dad. Anyways, there was a lil' chick on the slide... and she kinda fell offa it. I was right there and she fell on me. Gosh, she was a pretty little thing... Anyways, she began to cry her eyes out. I comforted her, or at least I tried to." he was getting up, going to the ice box. He got out a piece of chocolate cake. "And well... I finally calmed her down and got her to be quiet for a while. We sat there and talked for a few. Then her momma came over. The ol' lady thanked me and before the gal left, she kissed me. But it was just a lil' kiss, a peck. But it was my first kiss." Soda finished, grinning. Pony hit the stop button and lowered the camera.

"Nice going..."

"Yeah!" then, he shoved a small piece of cake in Pony's mouth before getting up. "I'd better start up some grub."

"Okay..." Pony mumbled as he watched the footage he already got, "When's Steve coming by?"

"Any time now..." Soda began juggling a few eggs. Pony taped it before anything went wrong and he'd have proof Soda did it. Just as he thought, an egg flew and hit the person coming into the kitchen, Steve Randle. Soda looked at him, trying to stuff a laugh. "Sorry, Steve..." Steve noticed Pony was filming this an grunted.

"Why you filmin' me?"

"It's for school."

"You better not show it, kid."

"Fine... I wont show that..." he said. Soda was cleaning Steve's face with a rag, like a mother would do to a son. Pony was glad he was gettin' all this on tape. Dare he say it? Blooper reel?