Howdy y'all I'm back! And I just sat on my glasses and stepped on my trumpet, shit. At least I have contacts and I'll probably be grounded for making a big-ass dent in my trumpet, so might as well update while I get the chance! This author's note is going to be short because the other one was uber long so I'll just say thanks to everyone who reviewed! I also wanna say thank you ShotgunOpera13 who said my story deserved a lot more reviews; it really meant a lot to mean and is currently why I'm writing right now! Anyways, on with the story!

Disclaimer: How many times do I have to say this! I am not S.E. Hinton no matter how many times I wish at 11:11 I was! So of course I do not get to own her writing ability, awesomeness, and 'The Outsiders' there happy?

Chapter 4

Johnny's POV (my favorite type of cake! XD)

When I reached Buck's I banged on the door so hard, you would think I was on the run for murder. A drunk and somewhat pissed Buck opened the door, "What do you want kid? I was kinda busy." I felt my ears get hot.

"Dally, I-I gotta talk to Dally," I stuttered out, Buck kinda freaked me out. He was a pretty scary dude who when he got older, you would probably see him out on the street trying to get some little kids steal pack of Kools for him. "He's asleep, got in a fight with Tim and there's no way in hell I'm waking him up. Not if you paid me a million bucks, ya dig? So no now get outta here before the cops see ya and jail me for letting under-age kids in here." I wasn't leaving, this was urgent. So when Buck turned around, I plowed through running straight to the room which I prayed to god was Dally's. I opened the door, my night just couldn't get any luckier, I walked in on a couple who were doing 'it' but they were so caught up in it they didn't notice. Thank god because with the shade of red I felt my face turning, you would think I was having a heat stroke or something.

I saw Buck running- or what was running- up the stairs. I ran to the next door and knocked first. I heard, "Can't you leave me alone, asshole," and knew immediately it was Dally. He came and opened the door, "Johnny, man what the hell are you doing here?" Finally! Someone that wasn't buzzed. "Look there's um kinda a problem, but it's really hard to explain. So let's just say one of the gang is in trouble." I spit out, hoping he wouldn't ask questions. He seemed really out of it, and then he scared me by running out the door saying, "Why didn't you tell me that in the first place? Gonna beat the damn socs heads in!" Again with the running.

I figured he was all excited because of what Cherry did to him, throwing the Coke in his face. Then realized it was because he was in the mood for a fight. I don't see why though, he still had cracked ribs from his previous fight. Tim sure could pack a punch. We ran past the drive-in, past the old lot where it all happened, and were currently on the corner of god knows where, it was three in the morning! The streets were pretty dead. No cars at all really. Then we heard screeching of tires, a big crash, and sirens immediately following. Dally muttered a colorful string of curses under his breath and I was thinking this is not good. Not with all that's going on, this is terrible. We started walking towards wherever the noises came from. Dally was looking around everywhere, and didn't realize there was a huge pole right in front of him, he walked right into it. It would've been pretty funny but this was serious and there was no time for laughing.

As we rounded the corner of I don't even know where, it was too dark to see. We saw the bright flashing lights and the sound of a siren nearly broke our eardrums. All we could see were the black outlines of people talking to what I assumed to be an officer. We decided to get a closer look and started up what I think was the road, I couldn't tell. From what I saw there were two cars, the front of one was really pushed back and messed up, and the other one's trunk was completely totaled. Dally grabbed the closest officer, "Hey Jim, what the hell happened?" I was surprised that he knew the cop's name at first, then I remembered that with his police record, it was kind of hard not to.

"Car crash, blue mustangs trunk got crushed, we're looking for evidence of them being drunk right now." Then it all flashed right before me, I heard the quiet mutter of a name, which it turned out was Bob Sheldon. Saw the blue mustang. Looked over at the other people, who turned out to be Steve and Two-Bit. And saw what they brought out of the trunk, a kid. Steve's face turned into a pained expression and Two-Bit's eyes were suddenly stormy. The kid coming out was covered in blood. Dally stormed off, yelling so many curse words, it was hard to count. And the only thought that went through my head was, Shit, that's Ponyboy in the ambulance. Steve looked like he was gonna be sick as he hopped in the ambulance, claiming he knew the kid. Then he spotted me, "Johnny, you and Two-Bit go tell Darry and Soda. Let them down easy, I don't know how they are gonna take it." I ran Two-Bit close behind, stumbling every few steps. We ran until we got to the front porch and I thought, this is it. This is it.

Alright well, hope you enjoyed Johnny's little adventure. I swear this could be like a Dora the Explorer episode, *starts singing* Where are we going? *clap clap clap* Curtis House! Where are we going? *clap clap clap * to find Dally! Haha anyways read and review please! They are really appreciated!

~ Dom :)