Disclaimer
Angela: I know I am writing another chapter.
Pony: You are handling the stories pretty well.
Angela: I am reading a story too and typing.
Darry: You can multitask.
Angela: Yes, disclaimer please?
Pony: Angela does not own the Outsiders. She is starting the chapter.
Chapter 2
I was still watching television when I heard screaming from the other room. I think that Pony was having a nightmare. I didn't know for a fact though.
I went into the room and saw Pony twisting and turning in his sleep. He looked like he was uncomfortable. He looked like he was disturbed. I walked over too him and tried to wake him gently. His eyes opened and he started to cry.
"Pony, its okay. You're okay." I said rubbing his back. He seemed to be calming down and I picked him up and we went into the kitchen. I heard his stomach rumbling. I laughed a bit which made him smile some.
He still looked scared and he has been having a lot of nightmares I heard. I knew what to do when he had the nightmares. Darry told me what to do when he had nightmares.
"Johnny, I'm hungry," he said when I put him down.
"I can see that considering your stomach growled," I responded and got him a bowl and some cereal. I knew he wanted cake, but I didn't want to give him that yet. I wanted to wait for a little bit longer. I didn't need Pony to be hyper.
The last time he was hyper kind of scared me a bit. He was running all over the place. We were at the park and he almost ran into the street, but I picked him up before he got into the street.
"Pony, do you want to go to the park," I asked him. He smiled at me and I took that as a yes. He was done eating I put him in some jeans and a white t-shirt. We set off to the park because we both didn't want to get stuck in the house. Besides that in a few hours I was going to take him to see Soda anyway.
When we got to the park the first thing that Pony did was go on the swings. He loved the swings and I didn't blame him. I loved the swings too when I was little. I still do love the swings. I sat down on a bench while I watched Pony. I didn't realize someone had sat down next to me.
The girl that sat down next to me had dark brown hair and green eyes. She was holding a little girl who looked about Pony's age.
"Shelly, go play now," said the girl.
"I don't want to play, Kelly," said the five-year-old little girl named Shelly.
"I brought you down here to play. Look there is another little kid here. Ask him if he wants to play with you," said the girl.
"Okay," said the little girl nervously. She looked at me and I was a little nervous myself.
"Hello," she said.
"Hi," I said.
She looked like she was a nice girl so I was going to trust her. She looked like she was tired as well.
"What's your name," she asked me.
"Johnny," I responded. She nodded and watched Pony and Shelly her little sister play together. A few minutes later Pony fell and he was crying. I walked over to him and picked him up and he calmed down. He had a little scrap, but he was fine.
"Wow you are good with kids," she said.
"Thanks," I said.
"Is he your brother," she asked me.
"No, he is my friend. He has two older brothers who are my friends as well," I said.
"What are his brother's names," she asked.
"Sodapop Curtis and Darryl Curtis," I said.
"I heard of Soda. He is really cute," she said. I didn't say anything to that because I don't judge boys.
"Well I have to go," I said. I picked up Pony and took him home to clean up his cut. I wanted to put a bandage on it. Pony sat on the couch while I cleaned him up. Two-Bit and Dallas came into the house when I was cleaning it up.