I woke up by a rattle in the kitchen and figured it was just one of boys making some breakfast and by the way my stomach growled I realized I haven't eaten anything since yesterdays lunch so I was starving. I slowly got up so I wouldn't make to much noise if someone was trying to still sleep but fell back down because I couldn't bear the pain of my head. It always hurts before it doesn't I thought to myself knowing I probably wouldn't even feel it by tomorrow. I decieded I needed to battle this pain somehow and that way was going through life normal, but it wasn't normal know. Normal was having my parents punching and kicking me and crying myself to sleep ever night. Normal was being scared to tell anyone about them because I might be put in a foster home. Normal was the past but I sure did hope that there was a new normal without my parents and with the Curtis's... STOP, I told myself. I'm safe now and don't think about my parents, EVER! I got up off the bed and when I stood all the way I found that my head felt better than when I was lying down. I tried lifting my feet but found something blocking my way. I looked down and spotted Ponyboy curled up in a ball still sleeping. Not Ponyboy in the kitchen, only Darrel and Sodapop left. I tried dodging Ponyboy so I wouldn't step over him but that didn't work. Then I tried stepping over him but I tripped and fell on the other side of him. At least I made it across! I quickly turned around scared I woke him up but all he did was roll over and fall back asleep. Wow he sure is a deep sleeper. I remembered one time I woke up for a midnight snack when I was with my parents but I guessed I got up to loudly because my dad woke up and pounded me... I closed my eyes in pain trying so hard to forget them but failing because I knew my whole life was about them, every last second of it. I got up quietly again trying not to wake up Ponyboy but when I got up I gave up because if Ponyboy didn't wake up when I tripped over him he probably won't wake up if I walk a little louder than usual. I walked to the kitchen and peeked just my head around the corner. Sodapop was at the kitchen making I think was eggs and bacon but I guess he isn't the greatest cook because they where green, and smelt terrible like dirty socks that haven't been washed for over five years and plus they were not even sizzling right. I gagged a bit but made it quiet so Sodapop wouldn't hear and get upset. I remember one time when I told my parents I didn't like the food they have me and they real mad and started screaming and yelling at me. "Stop" I said softly to myself. "What?" Sodapop asked, I guess I said it louder than I thought I did. "Oh sorry, nothing." I answered quickly. I thought he would make me explain what I said like my mother used to do but all he did was shrugged and went back to cooking the green eggs and bacon. When I watched him it reminded me of a book my babysitter, Janie used to read to me before my parents fired her because they said they needed to spend more "time" with me. It was called 'Green Eggs and Ham' not green eggs and bacon but it doesn't matter much to the story what the food is just as long as it was green. It was by Dr. Suess and it was about a character named Sam I Am and he pesters this person into trying to eat the green eggs and ham but the man keeps declining saying he doesn't want to eat them. At the end he finally gives in and likes them. Hopefully that happens with Sodapop's eggs and bacon because I would hate to be rude especially on the first day I'm here. I looked up at Sodapop's face and he looked like a model or something he was that handsome! His baby blue eyes and his nice a bit long dark brown hair greased back like every greaser. He was also in his usually clothing, a checkered or almost plaid shirt with light blue jeans. "Is Pony awake yet?" Sodapop asked and I replied by saying no. "Figures, the kid could stay asleep if a train was in our living room but somehow wakes up when his alarm clock rings." Sodapop said as he sat down at the table and put my plate of eggs and bacon on the chair across from him facing the wall. "Great I'm starving" cried a voice behind me. I peeked over my shoulder and saw Ponyboy walking over scratching his head and sits down next to me. Wow I thought he sure is a bedhead but I probably look worse than him. I stared at him looking at his dark brown hair the same color as Sodapop's. "Oh come on Soda" Ponyboy says. Sodapop looked at him curious by what he said. "Nevermind" he sighs looking at his brother wondering how he couldn't guess what he meant when he first said it. I knew he meant the food. "How come you ain't serving chocolate cake like always?" Ponyboy asked. "Hey come on this is a special occasion! When was the last time we had company?" Sodapop answers. "Hey where's Darrel?" I asked "Oh ya Darry" Sodapop begins as I suddenly remember they call him Darry more than Darrel. "He's at work." "On a Saturday?" All he did was nod and say, "Sometimes."I peer over towards Sodapop and see him chowing down eggs. I look at Ponyboy and he looks at me and I just know were both thinking the same thing as we slowly push our plates away. How could he eat those! "Mmm!" Sodapop's said still with his mouth full he continues, "These are actually pretty good!" "I'm not that hungry" Ponyboy pipes up "You can have mine if you want." "Mmm thanks Pony!" Sodapop exclaims as he reaches towards his plate. "Hey you don't need to answer this if you don't want to but how'd your face get like that?" Ponyboy said and I realized he was talkng to me and not Sodapop like he was just a minute ago. Fearing I would have to tell him the truth about my parents I quickly came up with an answer. "I tripped over a rock when I was coming over here last night." I said knowing it was half the truth but not the whole truth. "You must have fell pretty hard than." said Sodapop as he picked up our plates to put them away. I nodded scared they saw right through me and knew I was lying. I guess they didn't because when Sodapop sat back down he came up with a question following Ponyboy's as he walked over to get his car keys. "We should bring you back home right now, your parents are probably frightened to death!" "WAIT!" I yelled because I suddenly remembered the letter in my bag I brought with me. I got up and jogged towards the couch I slept on trying to find it. I was so out of it last night I don't even remember where I put it. Did Sodapop take it and set it down when I first walked into the house or did I put it down somewhere. After about a minute of searching for my bag I found it by the front door. A moment later Sodapop and Ponyboy where reading it and I could remember exactly what I wrote.

Dear Mr and Mrs. Curtis,

I know this is sudden but Mr. Johnson and I have to move to the Midwest but we couldn't bring poor little Susie because of money problems and other expenses. Even before we decided to go it was hard to take care of her. We trust you the most and decided that you would be the best family for our sweet Susie. We will come back for her at least in six years when she will be a senior at the local high school. Susie is right now twelve and we would like her to start sixth grade at the closets middle school or where your three handsome sons went. If you don't want to take care of her we understand but we would like you to try.

Love,

Mr and Mrs. Johnson