Hello my lovelies! Yes a new story! I haven't give up on 'Not Another Cinderella Story' I'll be updating that one shortly. But this one has been on my mind for a while and I just needed to put it out there...

Disclaimer: I do not own 'The Outsiders' sadly...

Nothing.

That's what I felt as I walked down the dimly lit streets. No fear of Socs, no coldness from the chilly air, no worry about my failing grades. Nothing. It had been over a month now since our gang had lost two vital members, and ever since then, I had this constant numbness in me. It was like when Johnny and Dally died... so did I. I felt awful thinking this, but I think I missed them more than I missed my parents.

The streets were animated like most Fridays, with groups of people laughing loudly and smoking cancer sticks. I had given up them after the funerals. They just didn't calm me like before. The teens seemed to be enjoying the start of their weekend, enjoying their lives. Something I hadn't done in awhile.

Ever since they died everything had changed- in good and bad ways. There weren't many good things, but among the list was the fact that Darry and I now saw eye to eye, the state had eased up a bit, and so had the Socs, who now only made remarks about greasers, but never approaching us. Whether it was because of the last rumble or the fear of what happened to Bob, I wasn't sure.

But with all those good things that came, so did bad ones. For starters, the lost of two friends. That was by far the worse. Then there was me failing, but I was to blame since I never paid attention at school any more. The gang had drifted apart, Darry and Soda worked more, I had been kicked off the track team, the list of negatives went on and on...

By now, I was in front of the house door. I sighed heavily, not knowing what to expect since I hardly saw Darry and Soda in the evenings. I unlocked the door and opened it slowly. We used to always leave it open, but Darry insisted that we should lock it now for 'safety purposes'. I grimaced when I stepped in and saw the deserted living room. A memory flashed in my head of the all the fun times the gang and I used to have here, now those were all gone.

I dropped my backpack and looked at the clock. It read six o'clock, which meant I had wandered around for two hours since school ended. This was a usual routine for me: Wake up, eat, go to school, leave school, wander, come home, eat, homework, and sleep. That's what I did every single day. You'd think I'd get bored of it, but I liked the consistency. It made me feel safe knowing nothing could take that away from me.

I went into the kitchen and opened the fridge. We needed to go grocery shopping, it held nothing more but some milk, eggs, day old chocolate cake, and some Pepsi. I grabbed a bottle of Pepsi and a slice of chocolate cake. My appetite had declined drastically in the last weeks, so within a few bites I was full. I threw away the rest and washed the plate and fork I had used. The kitchen was already clean, but to keep myself occupied I swept the floor and wiped down the counters.

Once I had finished, I took the rest of my Pepsi and drank it as I 'attempted' my homework. I hadn't paid any attention in class today so I just guessed. Darry now had extra hours and came home at ten, and by then, he was too tired to check my homework. Next week, a progress report would be sent home, and I knew I wouldn't be able to hide my grades any longer from him. I sighed and put away my homework, why was I even bothering?

It was only six thirty now and I had nothing else to do. I decided to go and shower, hoping it would kill some time. I absentmindedly walked into the bathroom, turned on the water, and got inside. The water was warm and relaxed me right away, taking my mind off of everything. Even after I was done showering, I stood under the water as it beat my back, leaving my skin red.

I finally shut off the water and got dressed, feeling clean and refreshed. It was now a little past seven and I debated watching some TV, but there probably wasn't anything interesting on. I was about to give up on my effort of having an 'interesting' Friday night, when something came to mind: The sky was slowly darkening.

"The sunset..." I muttered to myself. I hadn't watched one in weeks, maybe if I went out now it wouldn't be too late.

I quickly opened the door and looked up at the sky hopefully. The sun was still up. I sighed in relief and closed the door, sitting down. The sky was slowly shifting through night and day, holding my attention entirely. I never knew how much I actually missed them, but watching the sun disappear from the horizon, leaving a trail of orange and pink behind, made my heart ache in sadness.

When the stars dominated the sky I felt the numbness in me return. I groaned to myself, closing my eyes. When would I come to terms with Johnny and Dally's death? When would I heal? Would I heal? I looked up at the stars for answers, I just didn't know what to do... Soda and Darry only saw me in the mornings and on their days off, which they usually spent running errands. They were too busy for me to discuss this with them, and Two-Bit and Steve were more distant. I had no one now, and I felt myself slowly unraveling. I wish Dally and Johnny had never died.

Just then, I saw a shooting star cross the sky heading towards the west side of the town. It had happened so fast, it was like a blaze had flashed across the sky. I sat up straighter and squinted, looking for it in the distance.

"Pretty isn't it?" A voice said.

I looked to my left and jumped up when I saw a girl sitting next to me. She looked up at me with glazed gray eyes and a small smile. She had platinum blonde hair that went down her back and pale skin, that looked like it lacked blood. She looked to be about twelve or so and was wearing a long, flowing white dress that was dirty around the bottom. She didn't appear to be a threat, but she had startled me.

"Wh-who are you?" I stuttered, edging away.

She smiled widely, "I'm Bonnie. I didn't mean to scare you, Ponyboy."

"How do you know my name? And why are smiling?"

'Bonnie' kept smiling, "Because you're funny."

I frowned at her, "How am I funny? Why are you here?" I didn't mean to sound mean, but it slipped out. But Bonnie didn't seem to mind, she just kept smiling that smile like she knew something I didn't.

"You ask so many questions. Let me make this quick: You're unhappy, right?"

I gave her a suspicious look, "Why do you want to know?"

"I don't want to know. I already know. I'm here to help you."

"Help me? How?" I asked, sounding like a broken record.

Bonnie stood up, only reaching my shoulders, "The question isn't 'how'. It's do. As in, do you want my help?"

"With what? What could you help me with?"

She smirked, "Anything. Everything. Whatever you want. So make your wish. What would you want most in this world?"

I stared at her for a while and then burst out laughing, "What is this? Some joke?" I said bitterly, "You're only twelve, you couldn't possibly give me what I want."

I turned away and started turning the handle when she said, "Well o-kay-aye, I just thought you'd want to have your friends back. But like mother always said, never assume things."

I spun around and stared at her as she begun to walk away, "Wait... what did you say?" I whispered.

She turned around and shrugged, "Oh nothing. I just thought you looked like you really missed Johnny and Dally. But I guess I was wrong."

I looked at her shock before finally whispering, "Who are you?"

She gave me another smile, "Your second chance. Now do you want it?"

"You... you could bring them back?"

"Well," she said, "technically speaking, I wouldn't be the one bringing them back. But to keep things simple, they'd be back."

"And everything would be back to normal?"

"Define 'normal'?" she said, making air quotations.

"Everything would go back to the way it used to be, before that night with the Socs." I explained. For some reason, I actually believed Bonnie, even though bringing them back to life would be impossible.

"Sort of, all the things leading up to the Windrixville incident would have never happened, so no Bob, no fire, and no funerals. But, you have to keep your grades, the current month and date and-"

"That's all?" I asked eagerly, "They'll come back to life and all that will stay the same are my grades and what day it is?"

"Well yes, that and-"

"I agree." I said, walking closer to Bonnie.

"You do?" she said, a little surprised, "Hmm, I expected a fight out of you. But don't you want to hear about the-"

"No," I interrupted, "if you can make them alive again, I don't care about anything else. Just do it, please." I said, remembering my manners at the end.

I didn't know what I was thinking, and I doubted it would actually work, but I couldn't take it anymore. Besides, for all I knew this could all be a dream. Either that, or I was going insane.

Bonnie sighed, "O-kay-aye, but don't say I didn't try to warn you! By the way. I'm eleven, not twelve." she said.

Bonnie closed her eyes and started whispering something incomprehensible. I stared at her and hoped Soda would come home already and wake me up if this was a dream. I would hate to have to sleep dreaming about Johnny and Dally being alive only to wake up to them dead. But Soda wouldn't be home until nine, so that was unlikely,

All of a sudden, I felt exhausted, which was strange for a dream. But this exhaustion was different, I felt weak, sick, dizzy, even a little achy. I collapsed on my knees as Bonnie kept mumbling with her eyes closed. The pain I was feeling was unbearable. It hurt so badly, I couldn't even cry out for help. My body felt like it was being stabbed and my flesh was being burned off. I gasped as I convulsed on the ground, my vision turning hazy.

The last thing I remember seeing is Bonnies' eyes popping open and her shaking her head, whispering, "They never do learn, now do they?"

And everything went pitch black.

I made this chapter very short just as a 'teaser' in a way, so I could see your reaction. Hopefully people like it! Sorry if I made Ponyboy too depressed, I tried to imagine losing two friends... I wouldn't be skipping a month later, that's for sure. Don't forget to review!