So, Pony'sgirlfriend guessed in her review that Sandy would talk to Ana before she left and I was like,"Oh! I should totally add that in! That would be amazing!" But then I realized that A) Ana and Sandy have such a sweet get together in this chapter, and B) Adding that in would mess with the ending I have planned. But seriously! Review! I do take what you say into consideration even if it doesn't end up happening! I love hearing what you people have to say! Who knows? Maybe what you say might end up happening... Maybe!

The next day, I was done moping. I got out of bed and was full of energy. I don't know why, I guess that bump on the must've knocked some sense into me. The sense to realize that even though I might never get over Sodapop, he can still be happy. Happy... With Sandy.

I got dressed and dashed downstairs. My sister was still sawing logs and my mom was making coffee in the kitchen."Good morning!" I said happily.

"Good morning," Mom said."Feeling better?"

"You bet!" I said."Can I go out today?"

"If you feel up to it, sure. But call if you get sick again, alright?"

"Sure thing," I said as I grabbed a piece of toast from a plate on the kitchen counter.

Sandy, Sandy, Sandy. I had to find Sandy. That was all I could think of. Soda said she had a part time job at the Pines Restaurant as a waitress. I went straight there.

It had stopped raining, but it was still chilly. I pulled my jacket against me and sighed as I walked in. The hostess shivered as the wind from the closing door brushed against her."Can I help you?" She asked sweetly.

"I was wondering if I could have a moment to talk to Sandy?" I asked.

"Uh, sure. I'll go get her," She was confused.

"Thanks," I called after her.

I waited a few moments. I looked out the window at the gloomy world. How fitting, I thought. The weather fits my feelings exactly. Sandy came appeared next to me."I never liked the rain," she said."You?"

I glanced at her out of the corner of my eye. Sandy was making polite and innocent conversation, but the look on her face made me fear for my life."I like it enough," I said.

"Why did you want to talk to me?" She asked.

"It's simple, really," I began.

"Oh, is it?" She snapped at me.

"Yes, now listen," I replied calmly, not phased."I'll leave you and Soda alone to be together forever or whatever the heck you want, if you carry out these final requests." She opened her mouth to say something, but I kept going."I want you to love Soda with all your heart and never give him a reason to doubt you or anything you do. I want you to give him hope and faith and..." I was taking to deep breaths to avoid crying."And make sure you do these things. But not for me, for Soda. Got it?"

"But I..." Sandy said.

"No buts," I said."Do you get what I'm saying?"

"I..." She said. I glared at her."I got it."

"Good," I said. Then I left.