Hello my Peeps! This is my first author's note. Can you guess where Ponyboy is? Just wanted to say that this is not an ordinary Mary-Sue romance story. Trust me. I know this because I hate those. Just bear with me. The story in my mind seems to have a different twist than any other story I've read on FF. Well here goes chapter four.

I silently packed my bags. It was the middle of the night. I had to get to the train. I had so many thing I had to do.

I debated with myself on whether or not leaving a note. But if I did that they would definitely come and get us. Then an idea popped into my head. I sneaked out of my room with my bag over my shoulder. Just as i was about to open the door a voice that came from the couch.

"Where do you think your going at this time of night?"

I swear I jumped about of my skin. "Gahhh! Two-Bit! What the Hell are you doing on the couch?! You almost gave me a heart attack!"

"Well I could ask you the same thing. What are you doing, sneaking out the house at this hour?"

"Nowhere!" I said, a little too quickly.

"Ah... I see. Little Miss Perfect is sneaking out to meet somebody."

I decided this would be a good alibi. Two-bit wouldn't tell on me as long as it was too funny and he could hold it over my head in order to get something in return.

"Oh, shut up , Two-bit. The only reason your here is because you were too drunk again and your mom wouldn't let you in the house." I whispered harshly. I knew this was hitting him below the belt, but Two-bit needed to know I was serious.

He smirked Darry and Sudie would be so happy to..."

I rushed towards him and bent down on my knees in front of where I believed his face would be.

"Two-bit. Please don't. They'd kill me!"

"Well. I think I should get something in return."

"Like what?"

"Hmmm... let's see. How about the name of the guy your going to see?"

I was shocked. That's all he wanted? Then it struck me. The worse the person I was going to see, the less information Two-bit would want.

Gosh! Billie! Think Think! Who is the worst guy on the North Side?!

"Tim. Er... Tim Shepards."

The most disbelieving look flashed across his face.

"Tim? Tim Shepard?! You mean the Tim Shepards? You Tim's new girl? Ha! Hell, even I never saw that coming. Haha, but Ole' Tim always did like himself a virgin."

"What makes you think I'm a virgin?" I retaliated, even though I was.

"Ha! He got in your panties already, huh?" he sneered.

I felt so degraded. Of course I was still a virgin. I was a Christian. I wasn't gonna lose it 'til my wedding night. Sudie taught me that if he was going to get it, he had to put a ring on it. But I always imagined that the only man who was going to get it would be Ponyboy. I mean, he was the only guy I ever wanted to see me in that way.

But I still would rather. Darry and Sudie to ream me out for sneaking over to the Shepard's home than me sneaking out to find Ponyboy three towns over.

"Two-bit, seriously, please don't tell Darry and Sudie. Not even Soda. If they found out, Dar and Soda would both beat him something awful!"

"Okay. I won't."

"What?" Two-bit never let anybody off easy.

''Well, I sure as hell would rather get in trouble with Darry than with Tim."

"Oh... Thanks then."

I walked out the door. The moment my sneakers hit the street I began to sprint for the my Steve's house. I needed at least one serious person to cover for me. I ran as if my life depended it. But little did I know that soon my life would depend on it.

Steve's front yard was a complete mess. Overturned lawn chairs, empty beer bottles, cigarette buts, and all other sorts of miscellaneous items were scattered over the lawn.

I quietly made my way to his bedroom window and began knocking on the glass.

"Steve? You awake?" I whispered?

No answer. So I tried again.

"Steve?!" this time I said it louder.

Still no answer. I tried the window to see if it was unlocked, and what do you know? It was.

I stealthily crawled through and much to my surprise I was on my hands and knees directly on top of Steve. Each of my hands was placed on either side of his head and my knees were straddling his hips.

His eyes snapped open and he looked at me in utter shock. But then the slight glimmer of mischievousness flashed back into his eyes once he realized what had happened.

"Well, Billie. I always knew you were fond of me, but I never thought you were the type of girl to surprise me in my own bed," he chuckled.

"Oh! Shut it, Steve! You know I'm not like that!" I retorted, slapping his arm in the process.

Both of his hands rose and gripped my waist.

"Well, what if I want you to be that way?" he added with a wink.

I couldn't help but laugh at him.

"Steve, I told Two-bit I was sneaking out to meet Tim Shepards and..."

"Wait, wait, wait. Hold up? You told Two-bit you were sneaking out to meet Tim? Well, he is definitely going to tell Darry..."

"I know. That's why I told him that. But I need you to tell him where I am really going. Savvy?"

"Oh...! Okay. Uh... So where are you going?"

"If I tell you, will you promise me you won't come?"

"You know where Pony is."

"I know where- Oh."

"Billie, it's not that hard to guess what you are talking about. Once Darry and Sudie wake up and realize you're not there, they are going to know immediately that you went to find Pony."

"But I told Two-bit..."

"That doesn't matter, Billie! I mean, sure, it will buy you some time, but not enough to get him back."

I looked at Steve with resolve. "I'm still going. And you can't stop me."

He cocked an eyebrow at me.

"Oh, really?"

Without any warning, Steve had me pinned underneath him. His elbows were on either side of my head and his legs were lolling about on top of mine.

"Now what are you gonna do?" he quipped.

I looked down at his body. I knew boys usually slept shirtless, but Steve was lying on top of me in only his disrupted bed sheets! The only thing covering his rear end was the thin fabric!

"Steve. Randle. If. You. Don't. Get. Off. Of. Me. This. Instant. I. Will. Gladly. Send. You. Straight. Hell. In. A. Hand-basket!"

"Oh, shi-!"

Steve rolled off of me as quickly as possible and ran for the door of his closet to find a pair of jeans.

I on the other hand stared out the window. Fuming.

"Gee. I'm sorry, Billie,"Steve came over and sat next to me on his bed. "I guess I just kinda lost it."

I looked at him in disbelief. "Kinda? Just kinda lost it? What the hell are you doing letting me stay there like that?!"

"Look, Billie. I'm sorry. It's just that... that... me and Evie had a fight alright, and I'm kind of distracted, okay?"

"Steve, It's just a fight. You two will probably be together again tomorrow morning," I retorted with as much malice I had left in me.

"It's not just that! She... she... she broke up with me," he ended his sentence in a rush.

"What?! Oh, man I'm sorry. I- I- I didn't know."

"Yea, well, it only happened tonight."

We sat in silence. I am not one much for comfort, but I knew Steve needed some. He loved that girl. He didn't need me asking him why or how it happened; so I just put my arms around him and held him.

Pretty soon his shoulders were silently shaking.

"Hey, hey, hey. Look at me," I said, I shifted my hands so that I was holding his head in my hands. "She doesn't deserve you, okay? You are going to be alright."

He stared at me with such intensity that I almost thought he believed me.

He flashed one of those rare smiles and whispered ever so quietly, "Thanks, Billie. But if anybody ever finds out I cried on your shoulder I'll skin you alive."

"Noted."

We laughed in silence.

We sat in silence again. Me with my hands in my lap and him leaning on his hands while they were resting behind him.

"Well, I best be off," I said, standing.

"Uh.. yea, I guess so," he responded.

We both stood. He opened his arms and embraced me.

"You, be safe. And bring Ponyboy home. It's gonna be hell to pay once Soda realizes the both of you are missing."

"Haha. Yea."

We separated, but not completely. My arms were still wrapped around his neck, fingers knotted in his hair. One of his arms was wrapped around my waist while his other hand was cupped around my neck. My fingers must have had a mind of their own, because they slowly began to massage his scalp.

We stared at each other for a moment, and then Steve's eyes began to flicker to my mouth. Very slowly, he pulled me towards him. His head tilted to the left and I tilted mine too.

I brought one of my hands from behind his neck and began stroke his cheek.

Our lips were so close. So tantalizingly close. But then my mind began to work again.

This isn't right! This is Steve!

I stepped back abruptly. "I- I- uhmm- I just can't."

I leaned forward again only to plant a swift kiss on his cheek.

"Remember what you promised me," I added. His face was one of complete shock.

I knew that from now on things would be awkward between me and Steve.

"Be back in two or three days. Bye."

I slipped out of the window and entered into the world of the night.