Ponyboy's POV:
I felt awful. After being jumped by the Soc's I'd thrown up 3 times in one block, the one I never got to, block 6 spanish. Man, Senor was going to be mad and I'll have a ton of makeup work when I get back. Through my thoughts and sleep I coulda sworn I heard Soda. He was muffled, as if he was on the other side of a window. But I was too out of it to open my eyes and investigate, plus, Two-Bit's bringing me right home though so I have nothing to worry about.
My eyes opened in my room. God my head was throbbing. I sneezed 3 times. Damn! I'm actually sick. Now I'll never get to school tomorrow. How do I hide this from Soda and Darry? I got up ignoring how off balance I was due to my headache and dizziness and walked to the kitchen. I began to do the homework I had actually received that day so Darry would get home, suspect nothing, and not have to yell about my homework not being done. Yelling is all I need right now with this splitting headache. The numbers started to perform a ballet on the page and I became overwhelmed with sleep. I wanted so much to pass out right there and sleep for eternity but that wouldn't exactly help my argument for 'everything is fine.'
Next thing I knew Two-Bit came walking in from the living room a beer in his hand as always.
"What the hell do you think you're doing" My headache decided to respond with pounding and I clenched the sides of my head wincing.
"Please keep it down Two-Bit" I muttered, taking all the energy out of me.
"Sorry Pone," He cooed gently, "I just don't see why you're not in bed. You're sick remember?" I sighed, 'No Two-bit I don't remember, is that what this is?' I decided not to react with the sarcasm I heard in my head. When I'm sick, I'm bitter.
"I don't want Darry and Soda to know so I figured I'd get some homework don-" I coughed violently while shaking. Two-bit, not knowing what the hell to do in a serious circumstance just rubbed circles around my back trying to soothe me.
"Wait Pony, I need to do something" I waited as commanded and saw Two-Bit rush into the bathroom and come back with a thermometer. I hated that stupid thing. It always came out when there was bad news. I reluctantly opened my mouth as Two-Bit placed it in and told me to close. We waited until he glanced and pulled it out with his eyes wide
"102.6! Pony, how bad are you feeling,"
"I'm fine" I answered too quickly. Two-Bit cocked his signature eyebrow and quickly scooped me up. I prayed to God not to get vertigo while in Two-Bit's arms. That's not exactly 'tuff.'
He tucked me in bed as tight as he could. I was freezing but sweating oceans so I couldn't tell if I liked the covers or not. When he was done I tried to get out of bed but with my achy muscles there was no way I was getting out of my way-too-tightly tucked bed. I sighed and I decided not to fight the sleep that weighed me down. The last thing I remember is Two-bit pulling the shades down and closing the door behind him.
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