Disclaimer: I do not own the Outsiders because the amazing S.E. Hinton does and she da bomb. ;)
A/N: I love reviews. It's crazy how I was lost for ideas, but then I wake up with 3 amazing reviews and all of a sudden I have ideas. Thank you guys and girls. If any of you are getting sick of the story focusing on Ponyboy being sick, I promise the whole story won't be Ponyboy being sick. Sorry for the long note.
Now back to our regularly scheduled program.
Darry's POV
Later that night, I watched Ponyboy and Sodapop sleep. They didn't know, but when I was worried or something, I watched them sleep. Soda had his arm around Pony and Pony was snuggled in a ball against Soda, the occasional cough escaping his lips. Ponyboy didn't want to sleep in here and get Soda sick or wake him up, but Soda wouldn't let him, It was nice to watch my brothers, and eventually I went to my own bed and fell asleep.
Soda's POV
I crawled out of bed, trying not to wake Ponyboy. I threw another blanket on him and he snuggled up to it.
I heard an obnoxious voice yell out,"Hellooo Cuurrtises!"
"Two-Bit, you going to school today?" He laughed and shook his head.
"Do you mind watching Pony?"
"No problamo, Mr. Sodapop I shall sit on the baby!" He said cheekily. I laughed as Two-Bit headed to our room.
When I walked in I smiled at the sight, Two-Bit was on my side of the bed, his arm around Pony and Ponyboy was snuggled in a ball, his back against Two-Bit's stomach. I grabbed our old camera and snapped a picture. I'd show Pony that later.
I headed off to a long day of work.
Ponyboy POV
I woke up to see Two-Bit next to me. I slid out from his arm and when I got out of the shower I saw he was attempting to make chocolate cake.
I sneezed twice and he turned around, startled.
"Hey sunshine!" He said, ruffling my blond hair.
"Hey! My roobs are dere!" I said angrily, I hated my short blonde hair.
"Your dreaming, Pony!" He said laughing. I sniffed thickly, annoyed. He just laughed.
I stiffened when I realized what today was. It was Friday, the day of the rumble.
Two-Bit noticed and patted me on the back.
"It'll be okay." He said.
I shook my head,"No ib might not. Somebody might get hurt because of me."
"No they'll be fine we've done this before. Plus, the Socs can't think they can mess with any of us. It's not your fault, it the Socs fault." He reassured me fiercely.
I had to smile, not any less worried but a bit better.
The phone rang and I answered it.
(Bold is Ponyboy and italic is the track coach)
"Hello"
"Is this Ponyboy Curtis?"
Gulp. It was the track coach,"Yes sir, it is."
"Can you tell me why you haven't been in track?"
"Sir, I'b been sick."
"Oh." The coach sounded surprised. He was a fair coach, if you were real sick or something, he understood. But, he didn't let us be lazy or skip. "Feel better, Ponyboy, sorry."
"Ib's obkay, coach, see youb Monday."
"Take your time, see you whenever."
"Thanks, bye."
When we hung up, Two-Bit asked who it was.
"My track coach called about me missing practice," I told him,"Ib feel fine Two-Bit, Ib can go to school." Of course then, my body decided to throw me into a string of sneezes. Two-Bit eyed me disapprovingly at me.
He grabbed the thermometer and stuck it in my mouth. I scowled for a moment until it beeped.
He shook his head," 101 still, Ponyboy, no way." I sighed, defeated.
I think he read my mind," And you're not going to the rumble. Darry told me."
"Oh cobe on Two-Bit." He shook his head.
"Fibe." I sighed.
Later, the rest of the gang came to get ready for the rumble. I debated it for a while, before opening up my window and heading out into the night.
A/N: Please send me ideas/injuries for the gang in the rumble. Thanks.
