I don't own any of the Outsiders characters. *cries*
Ponyboy's P.O.V
"Ponyboy! Time to get up! You've got school!" I heard Darry yell. I moaned and just rolled over. I really didn't wanna get up today. "Pony you're gonna be late!" I heard Soda say as he rushed around the room looking for something. I sat up and started feeling real dizzy. My throat was sore and my head was pounding somethin' awful.
"Honey are you feelin' okay?"
"Yeah," I lied. The last thing I wanted to happen was for Soda and Darry to spend the day worrying bout me. "I'm just tired s'all." It didn't look like he was convinced. I was starting to worry that he knew I was lying when "Alright Pony. Hurry along now, you've got school." I stopped myself from letting out a sigh of relief. I always hated lying to Sodapop, but I really didn't want him knowing how bad I was starting to feel. "Breakfast is ready!" Darry called. I moaned again. I really wasn't hungry, just the thought of food was sickening right now. I hurried and got dressed, trying to ignore the pain in my stomach.
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"Don't like it Pone?" Darry asked. "I'm just not hungry right now Darry." I managed to choke out. I hope it didn't come out as bad as I felt. "That's alright Pony. You better hurry before Two-bit starts getting impatient." I sighed. I liked Two-bit just fine, but he can get pretty annoying after awhile. I hoped I could survive the drive to school with him. Usually I can, but with the headache I've got, I'm not sure I could last five minutes. "Yeah, okay Darry." I said. I grabbed my stuff and walked over to Two-bit's car. He started blabbing about some blonde girl he hooked up with last night, but I wasn't really paying much attention. I was so cold, I think I mighta been shivering, which was weird because I knew I was sweatin' bad.
Today was gonna be a long day.
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I'm not sure when, but at some point during last period I ended up fallin' asleep. I knew I was tired, but I don't even remember closin' my eyes. My teacher, Mrs. Payne, looked real mad when she woke me up. At least until she got a good look at me. I must of looked real tuff shakin' and shiverin' the way I was. "Ponyboy, are you feeling well?" She asked, her voice laced with concern. In all honesty, I felt horrible. I didn't want to do anything but go home, grab a blanket, and curl up beside Soda and Darry. " 'M fine." I replied. She nodded and went back to her desk. I picked up my books and began walking home. My head didn't feel any better. I felt like at any second I would puke up the contents of my stomach, even though it wasn't much. My thoughts were interrupted by bile rising in my throat. I hunched forward and vomited up last night's dinner. I really wasn't feeling too hot now. My legs gave away and I fell to my knees. I always hated puking, but dry heaving had to be the worst. Even after I finished being sick, I kneeled there for a short while. I didn't trust myself to not get sick again. When I did get up, I made sure I did it real slow. Once I was up, I continued walking home.
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When I walked through the door, I wasn't surprised to see Soda and Steve playin' poker (Soda pulling an ace out of his sleeve when Steve weren't lookin'), Two-bit watching Mickey mouse, and Darry sitting in his chair reading the newspaper. The screen door shut a little louder than I anticipated. Darry, Soda, and Steve all focused their attention on me. Two-bit was to interested in Mickey to even notice. "Hey Pony." Darry greeted me, and then put his attention back to his newspaper, which I for one was thankful. Steve was about to go back to the game when "Pony, are you sure you're feelin' okay? You're looking awfully pale baby." Of course Sodapop would notice. Then again, I must of looked pretty bad. At the mention of my well-being, Darry looked up at me again, concern written all over his face. "Um, yeah, I'm good." I said, my voice cracking at that last bit. Soda looked even less convinced then he did this morning, and Darry got up and got the thermometer. Well, this is just great. "Sit down kid." Darry said to me, giving me a little push into his chair. "Aw come on Darry." I tried, but he was having none of it. "Open up Ponyboy." I reluctantly did as I was told. We all sat in silence (besides Mickey playing in the background) as we waited for the thermometer to beep. Darry stood beside me with his arms crossed, Steve still sat at the table looking as uninterested as ever, and Soda had walked over, placing the back of his hand against my forehead. "Glory Pony, you're burnin' up!" The thermometer gave a few beeps and Darry took it out of my mouth. "I'd say, you're temps 102.6 Pone." He said. I was about to say something when I felt the need to be sick again. I bolted to the bathroom, Soda and Darry close behind. I didn't think I had even eaten this much. Darry stood by the door quietly while Soda was rubbing soothing circles on my back, whispering sweet nothings in my ear. I hadn't even noticed when tears started to roll down my cheeks. I felt so bad. "Soda" I said weakly. "Please make it go away." He turned to me with a sympathetic look on his face. "I wish I could baby." After a few minutes of us sitting there, Darry came over with a glass of water and some aspirin. "Let's get you in bed Pony." Soda said quietly. I took the aspirin and nodded. I gave Darry the empty glass back and walked back to Soda and me's room, with his help of course. I layed down on one side of the bed, Soda on the other. I was almost asleep when I heard Darry ask "How's the kid doin'?" I opened my eyes and said "I hurt Darry." He sighed. "Ponyboy if you weren't feelin' well, why didn't you tell me or Soda?" "I didn't want you guys worryin' bout me." I replied sheepishly with my head down. Darry sighed again, but didn't say anything else. "Darry?" I asked. "Yeah little buddy?" He said, using Soda's pet name. "Will you come lay with me?" He didn't say anything, but he walked over to the bed and laid down beside me. Soda wrapped one arm around me and Darry wrapped one arm around Soda and I. I fell asleep next to the two greatest big brothers in the world. I just wish I didn't feel so awful.