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Ok so hopefully ya'll will like this chapter, it's really weird and I apologize in advance to Dallas fans… what happens to him I am so sorry for.

Thanks to all my reviewers for reviewing…I am running outta time tonight so I will post the reviewers of my third chapter in the next chapter. Thanks to ya'll and enjoy this chapter. :3

Sabrina's POV

"Sabrina, wait up!" called my little brother Ponyboy. He was only ten and his legs couldn't keep up to my fourteen year old ones.

"Hurry up then! Soda, Steve, Johnny, Two-Bit, and Darry are waiting on us for the game." I yelled back at him. We were heading to the lot to play a game of football with our gang.

"Glory, I thought ya'll would never show!" Two-Bit said to us as we skidded into the loose circle the others had formed.

"Shut up, I had to wait on the kid." I said, standing up for myself.

"Hey!" Ponyboy said smacking me in the arm. It didn't hurt at all but I kept from laughing to myself.

"Kid," I said as I put him in a headlock and started giving him a noogie, "You gotta learn when people are kidding."

"Alright, alright…oww! That hurts Sabrina! STOP!" he yelled and I let him go, the others laughed. Once that laughter simmered down we got into teams. The teams were Soda, Me, Steve, and Two-Bit against Johnny, Ponyboy, and Darry ('cause he was the absolute best and biggest one). We played about thirty minutes before we heard a yell.

"Wait up Dallas!" it was a girl's voice. We looked over to the west side of the lot and saw a small brown haired girl trying to catch up to a tall blonde almost white haired boy. The girl looked to be about Pony's age and the boy looked to be about Two-Bit's age. The boy walked up to us and the girl (once she caught up) stood beside him.

"Hey," the girl said in a heavy country accent.

"Uh, hi…" I said back to her.

"My sister and I were wondering if we could play with you guys," the boy said.

"Sure," Darry said.

"Yeah," Soda put in generously, "By the way…what are your names?"

"My name's Rox Winston," the girl said as she smiled.

"And I'm Dallas Winston," the boy said and I gasped. This was Dallas Winston? The hood that everyone around here had heard about and feared? The boy that was jailed at ten? He had a sister?

"You're Dallas Winston?" Steve asked Dallas and he nodded.

"Tuff," Two-Bit said.

"I'm Darryl Curtis, this is Sodapop my kid brother, this is Ponyboy my other kid brother," Darry began pointing at each of use as he said our names, "this is Sabrina my kid sister, this is Keith or Two-Bit Matthews, this is Johnny Cade, and this is Steven Randle. Uhh, you can call me Darry."

"Call me Soda," Soda said.

"Steve," Steve said.

"Pony or Ponyboy," Pony said.

"Johnny's fine…" Johnny whispered.

"Sabrina's good," I said.

"Dally's cool with me," Dallas said.

"Just Rox," Rox said. After the introductions we played football for about two more hours. Rox was on Darry's team and Dally was on my team. Darry's team ended up winning though, mostly because not many of us on my team had the guts to tackle the younger ones. Rox and I became friends during that match with her smack talking me and me tackling her.

I awoke with a start. I had been dreaming about the first time we met Dally and Rox again. I opened my eyes a little bit and looked at the clock hanging on the wall…3:48, yay…I'm so tired…

"Hmmm…" I heard someone sigh and it happened about the same time I realized my head was moving up and down. Before I freaked out entirely I remembered that I feel asleep on Two-Bit…jeez I'm crazy. Then I heard our front door open and shut quietly and some soft footsteps heading towards the kitchen.

"Rox?" I heard someone whisper from the couch. It was Johnny; I guess she had woken him up. "What happened? Are you ok?" I heard Johnny ask. I cracked my eyes open a bit and saw in the light of the kitchen that Rox's left eye was black and blue and swollen shut. I didn't say anything and pretended to be asleep.

"I'm fine," she whispered back as she walked into the kitchen, grabbed an ice pack and walked back into the living room. I heard Johnny move and Rox sit on the couch.

"What happened? Did you get jumped again? Are you sure you're ok?" Johnny asked. Man, I'd never heard that boy ask that many questions in one breath.

"I'm FINE." She growled at Johnny and I think I heard him whimper a bit.

"So-sorry..." he whispered, quieter than usual.

"Johnny, I'm sorry," Rox began, sighing, you could hear regret heavy in her voice for growling at Johnny like that, "I tripped into a door knob on my way outta the house and I'm mad at myself. I didn't mean to take it out on you. Forgive me?"

"Of course I forgive you…just be careful from now on, savvy?" he asked her.

"Savvy," she said as she plopped onto the floor.

"Is that where you're gonna sleep?" Johnny asked her.

"Yeah, I sleep on the floor all the time and besides, you need the couch."

"Alright, I guess."

"Yeah," she paused a moment, "but can you do me a favor Johnnycake?"

"Sure, what is it?"

"If you wake up before me don't step on me please. I don't want another broken rib." She laughed and I heard Johnny laugh too…that was a rare thing; Johnny laughing.

"Alright, 'night." He said.

"'night," she said back. After a few moments of silence I drifted back into unconsciousness.

"GOOD MORNING CURTIS HOUSEHOLD!" I heard someone yell loudly. I shot up into a sitting position and so did Two-Bit and Johnny. Rox was missing, which wasn't exactly normal but I just brushed it off. She most likely left this morning to get Dally up or is in the kitchen. We all glared at the intruder which just so happened to be Steve coming out of the kitchen.

"Why are you so cheery this morning?" I asked him groggily.

"'Cause I thought it'd be fun to wake ya'll this morning. Super dope and Soda are in the kitchen, Soda's making breakfast, and Pony's still in bed." He said back.

"Not any more I'm not," a grouchy Ponyboy yawned as he walked past us and into the kitchen. I stood up and was about to walk into the kitchen when the front door slammed open.

"Do ya'll know where Rox is?" Dally asked frantically in the doorway. He had a hangover, it was obvious but something was also very wrong. Then Darry and Soda came in the room.

"Dallas, what's the matter? What happened?" Darry asked.

"Rox…I-I-I…I hit her." He said and everyone in the room gasped.