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Pony's POV

Being bound, gagged, and pushed around because some-stupid-socies- thought-you-were-still-dead-to-the-world was not a comfortable feeling. After all the pretending to be out of it, I started to feel a bit faint. The air supply in the car was not what I would call clean. There was an abundance of cigarette smoke and cologne that was making me gag even more. Finally, after what seemed to be forever, we came to a stop.

The doors were open and shut and soon I was by my alonesome again. I pressed my ears up to the windows in hopes of hearing something.

"..great place for us." one of the Socs said. For once, I got a good look at one of them and realized that he was one of the gang who had come out to get me and Johnny at the park. In one hand of another soc was a large tank of oil. What were they planning to do with me? To tell the truth, I was pretty scared. I shouldn't have pressed my face so close to the window, for a second later, the door was whipped open, causing me to fall out flat on my face. I accidentally let out a surprised cry. The Soc nearest to me grinned and lifted me up by my collar.

"Looks like little Curtis is awake," he said a little too cheerfully. Suddenly, he brought his hand back and sent a dizzying punch my way. The hit was true to its name. He let go of me and laughed. I fell to the ground, trying to get my head back straight. The world was spinning again, but I was pretty sure I wasn't going to black out. The Soc who I had heard talking first came up to me and grabbed me by my hair. I was close enough to him now, despite the pain, to read the name Brian written across his football jacket. I've heard about him from Randy. He was the school's quarterback. Man, if only Randy was here. He would help me. As if knowing that I wasn't paying much attention to him, 'Brian' yanked my head back causing me to let out a yelp. Without any words he faced my focusing eyes forwards. We had stopped at an old abandoned farmhouse.

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Soda's POV

It was eight more blocks before I got to Birch St. I was starting to feel pretty tired, but willed myself to keep going. Five more blocks.and then four more. I was almost there. Hang in there kid.

LoL. Isn't it funny how incredibly short this is? Sorry guys! IT wasn't meant to be so short!! IT wasn't meant to feel like this.. Not without you.. Heh.. sorry got caught up in the moment. Anyways REVIEW! The next chapter will be much longer. I know my chapters are usually always short. but IT's better for people who cant stand to read too long!

~Dyke