AN: Sup, everybody! Thank you all for reading "Welcome to the New Home" this far! I really adore each and every one of you! Also, I got a review from one of my friends asking me about sharing Jazz's story. Well, I'm sorry, but that's going to have to wait for a couple more chapters, but be ready because his story will be coming soon. Once again, I thank yawl, I hope you enjoy chapter eleven as much as the first ten, please review, and sit back, relax, and enjoy chapter eleven of "Welcome to the New Home"! Onward with the story! Enjoy, everyone! *Leaves virtual cinnamon swirls and chocolate milk* :D

Chapter 11

Jazz stared confusedly at Cassidy, who was looking in front of her with complete shock in her eyes from staring at what they were meeting. Instead of paying attention to what was catching Cassidy's attention so much, Jazz stared down at the car magazine that Cassidy accidently dropped on the floor. As he bent down and picked it up, placing it back in its spot on the magazine rack, a hand touched his shoulder, leaving it cuffed and resting there. Jazz's heart dropped as his eyes grew big, feeling more flashbacks of memories striking him hard in the head, making him feel like he was about to break down in tears.

"It's not him...it's not her...it's not any of them..." Jazz whispered to himself with his eyes now clenched shut from feeling so afraid. He took in and let out soft, but deep and rapid breaths while talking quietly to himself, trying his best to assure what he wanted to assure to himself.

"Greaser, you're crusin' for a brusin'," the voice said, upsettingly, starting to squeeze Jazz's shoulder with such a tight grasp.

"Let him go! Back off!" Cassidy ordered as she grabbed a hold of the persons arm that was starting to physically harm Jazz and forced their hand away, roughly to teach the person a lesson.

"Still the same in the flesh since I left you a year ago, huh, Cassidy?" the voice chuckled "or should I say..Carla!"

At that moment, Jazz knew he had to force himself to turn around and see whoever was speaking to his friend, still questioning two things in his mind: Who was this person that knew Cassidy, and what did this person mean when they said the word 'Greaser' to him?

There standing in front of Jazz and Cassidy...a boy who was leaning back on one of the aisles separating walls, but this was not just any boy...it was a Soc. He looked like he was about thirteen, a tan teenager with shining blonde hair and dark green eyes, also clothed in such fancy Soc like clothes. A dark blue sweater, a shiny black leather jacket, high priced jeans that weren't worn out with any holes and didn't have one speck of dirt on 'em, black winter boots that were neatly shined and washed, and a leather belt that was tied about his waist. He was certainly a good looking young man, tall and lean with no fat at all.

"Don't you dare just come in here and call me by my actual name! Who the heck do you think you are?! I'm not interested in you after what you did to me, Joseph! You ruined my life!" Cassidy exclaimed

"Whoa, whoa...whoa there, girl," Joseph chuckled as he walked up to the beautiful oldest girl of the Cade family. He tried placing his arm around her, but Cassidy pushed him away before he got a chance to even touch her.

Joseph looked back up at her again, chuckling darkly at Cassidy's behavior while she just glared at him as she crossed her arms over her chest, really wishing that she had a hammer right then at that moment...but she did have a Pepsi.

"Carla, I didn't ruin-" Joseph began, puckering his lips out, as if he was getting ready for a kiss. It all ended when Cassidy looked down at her Pespi a couple times before she tossed what was left of it in Joseph's face, making him gasp.

Jazz backed up against the wall, his eyes widened from what we was witnessing, and took down a big lump that was the size of a baseball in one swallow. He hadn't felt so scared and nervous since the Greaser meeting, and the time before that when Pony and Two-bit first found him hiding in the closet, and of course, let's for forget before he even met the Greasers when...

"Don't you DARE say that you didn't ruin my life, Joseph Rochester! You know you did, and I was hoping that I wouldn't have to ever see you again after what you did to me!" Cassidy bellowed, shooting Joseph a death-mock stare as he spit the Pepsi that was dripping around his mouth away from his lips, while he wiped his eyes clean from the liquid as well.

"Are you still freaking talking about that?! I didn't ruin your life, Carla Cade! Just because of one little mistake-" Jospeh proclaimed when he finally opened his eyes back up, Pepsi still dripping down his face and a bit in his hair, too.

"A little mistake?! A little mistake?! Are you joshing me?! I've never been so terrified in my entire life when hanging out around boys until you attempted getting me to do the top thing that you claim to 'be so fantastic at'! When I regretted to do it, that's why you kept trying to pour that nasty stuff down my throat!"

"My dear, Carla...this year without me certainly bonked you hard on the head,"

Once again, Joseph attempted wrapping his arms around Cassidy to give her a tender embrace, but all he was able to recieve was a hard push back in the chest, which caused him to fumble two small steps away from Cassidy, but he didn't fall.

"Aw, Carla...release the past, would ya?" Joseph asked, his voice soft as he made a puppy dog face, but it didn't work on Cassidy at all. It just made her a whole lot angrier.

"No! I won't! Thanks to you, I don't know how I can ever trust certain guys! You ruined my life with that horrible memory, Joseph! I should've never dated you!" Cassidy exclaimed, nearly spitting on the blonde boy with every word she proclaimed out from her lips.

Jazz's eyes grew bigger after hearing what Cassidy just said. His heart was surrounded with thick clouds of pain and sorrow after realizing that Joseph was Cassidy's ex-boyfriend, who was trying mighty hard, or at least in Joseph's opinion, it was very hard, to win back Cassidy's heart. Nevertheless, his sweet talking, attempting to tenderly hug, and flashing his smiles and different faces wasn't getting him anywhere. Cassidy was still in the same position, her arms crossed over her chest with her face beginning to turn red from so much anger.

"And FYI, Joseph, you didn't leave me! I left you! There's a difference!" Cassidy exclaimed

At that moment, you could tell that Joseph was now filled with rage himself, his face starting to change to the color of pure red just like Cassidy's was, which truly scared her on the inside. In Jazz's mind, he was seeing terrible flashbacks that was happening to someone that he was VERY, VERY, VERY close to.

Cassidy nervously watched, her eyes now widened as Joseph started circling her, not caring to put any mind to Jazz...at least not at that moment.

"So...we break up, never see each other for a year, and you just decide to come here to the DX that's open for anybody? Don't you think that, that was a pretty bad move there, Carla?" Joseph smirked, starting to do his devious chuckling again.

"Stop calling me by my actual name, Joseph! I mean it! And you better leave me alone or I'll call the cops!" Cassidy threatened, but her voice was starting to shake from her startled feelings starting to overwhelm her that it was hard for her to sound convincing. Not only that, but Cassidy knew that she really couldn't call the cops because if she did, she would have to tell the police that Jazz also witnessed what was happening between her and her ex during their arguement, and if the cops asked Jazz where he lived, he would have to admit the Curtis's. That would cause Ponyboy and Soda to be sent off to a boys home. Cassidy didn't want to do that to their family, and Jazz didn't want to either, but he didn't know that, that was possible. The boy still didn't even know what a Greaser or Soc was! He was sure to get creamed if he ever had a test on this stuff!

Joseph let out more laughs, making Jazz jump and let out a yelp as he started crawling away from all that he was seeing, but he knew that he couldn't leave Cassidy just hanging there in the clutches of her physcotic ex. She was there to have his back when he wouldn't reply to Mr. Henderson, and for when he wanted her to take care of his scar, and let's not forget to mention when he and Kitten got into their little spat and Cassidy was the main one in his mind who was comforting him. She's had his back pretty much ever sense they first started communicating with each other...now it was his duty to have her back in return. However, this problem was much bigger then the small, little, tiny problems that Jazz faced. This was a completly freaky ex-boyfriend who was planning to do God knows what to Cassidy.

Nevertheless, Jazz knew he had to react fast. Quickly, he continued crawling on the floor, pulling himself across the cold tiles of the DX stations store floor as his arms shaked a little bit from nervousness. He felt like as if something was about to pop out at him and grab him...which brought back more nerve-wrecking memories. Oh, if only the gang was there. That was the main thing that Jazz was wishing for as he continued sliding on his back when he dragged himself back, keeping his widened eyes on Cassidy and Joseph until he couldn't see anything anymore, but he could hear their voices and see their feet from peeking under some of the aisles shelves and cases. Jazz kept crawling as fast as his shaky hands could pull him up every single time he forced himself to keep going. Jazz's back finally hit the counter, making him let out a little yelp of pain. He rubbed the back of his head from where he got thumped, more dark memories flooding into his mind, like when...

Jazz turned his head to realize the main glass door of the DX station and saw five boys and two girls, all looking like they were about thirteen-fourteen year olds and let's not forget the worst fact...they were all Socs. However, Jazz still didn't understand what a Greaser or a Soc even were. Could you honestly blame him, though? He was found by Ponyboy and Two-bit on the street, half dead after many things, all shocking and sorrow filled, happened to him. For example, he...

The seven Socs outside were doing nothing but just standing by a gas-pump, smiling and laughing together. That's when Jazz realized something...one of the male Socs...looked just like Joseph, except his hair was black. Although, he had the same color skin and same color shade in his eyes.

"Come on, Carla, give me another chan-" came Joseph's voice, which broke into Jazz's thoughts. He quickly turned his attention back in front of him, looking down the asile that he just slid down and listening carefully and nervously to Cassidy and Joseph's conversation.

"Not a chance, Joseph! And it's Cassidy to you!" Cassidy snapped

"So, you're telling ME that you won't go out with me again, but you'll go on ahead and date that bum?!" Joseph asked, his voice now filled with rage.

More dark memories fled into Jazz's head, and the sound of something being kicked and loudly hit the wall certainly didn't help with his bad memories...it just placed a lot more of 'em on his mind. One thing was when he... and another was when...

Jazz's whole body was slightly trembling now, feeling thousands of sharp; individual pains stabbing and poking the inside of his throat from holding his tears back. Oh, gees, great...more memories.

The twelve-year-old boy could now hear Cassidy breathing in and out rapidly and Jazz didn't need to hear anything else or take a single second to guess that she was whimpering out tears like a river. She was terrified.

Suddenly, Jazz felt this feeling spark up inside of him...it wasn't more sorrow or pain...it wasn't sickness either...it was...

Jazz's face started feeling all hot as he clenched his teeth behind his closed lips, narrowing his eyes in an angry manner when doing so.

Pure anger...wow, that was a big difference to notice. Jazz has never felt so angry before in his entire life.

Quickly, Jazz hopped up on his feet and bolted down the aisle that he just came sliding down from, feeling like he was about to howl like an angry junkyard dog.

No questions needed to be asked...he was furious.

When Jazz made it to the turning point of the aisle, he slid on the boots that he was wearing on his feet and stopped to see the horrible view of Cassidy crying to death while she tried not to cry at all, but she was very much failing at that. Some marbles were now spilt all over the floor, considering that Joseph had taken a jar of them off from one of the shelves and it turned out that, that was the object that he kicked into the wall, causing the marbles to go all around. Joseph was keeping his eyes, that were shining off darkness and evil like a demons, glued on her, his eyes clenched in fists, as if getting ready to attack.

Some fear started forming inside of Jazz again, feeling some more memories coming back from the grave, haunting and stalking him, but he wouldn't let that stand in the way of him keeping Cassidy safe. The last thing that he wanted to see was her getting a beat down by her crazy ex-boyfriend.

"Joseph! Back away from the girl! She told you to leave her alone!" Jazz bellowed, it being the first time in a looonnnggg time since he ever talked to somebody like that.

Right after hearing Jazz's words, Cassidy froze up from fear overwhelming her entire body, she now stuck with thinking about Joseph was going to beat him down now, instead of her.

Right on que, Joseph turned his cold, heartless stare over to Jazz, who was starting to get his scared feelings flooding back inside, but he still didn't have enough to back down.

"What'd you say to me you little piece of crap?!" Joseph asked, getting ready to approach Jazz as he pounded one of his fists softly into his other hands palm, which believe it or not, scared Cassidy more then it gave Jazz nervous feelings.

Jazz crossed his arms, releasing a deep breath to try to remain calm, but his anger wasn't going to flush away that easily.

"Come on, ya heard me. Leave her alone,"

"What are you going to do to make me, Greasy?!"

Once again, Jazz still questioned why the heck Joseph kept calling him names like that, but without using his head before doing what he was about to do, Jazz quickly uncrossed his arms and pushed Joseph on the shoulders. Not expecting Jazz to do such a thing, Cassidy watched, now looking completely surprised as Joseph tripped back a few steps from the push, sending him down to the floor with a 'Oof!' sound, thanks to the marbles that he had kicked out of their jar.

Jazz stood still, frozen like a statue and his China blue eyes now big again from shock...he could not believe what he just did. It was the exact same scared and shocked feeling he got when he threw a book and hit Two-bit square in the nose the day before. Except this shocked/startled feeling was 10x worse, considering that Joseph wasn't the type of guy you wanted to mess with. Jazz and Cassidy exchanged surprised expressions as Joseph took in and let out furious deep breaths, while he turned his scowl up at Jazz, making both his stomach and heart drop achingly.

"Jazz...please tell me you got a plan," Cassidy pleaded, her voice jittery a bit from being so scared.

"Um, actually, I do have the plan that I've attempted to do my whole entire life,"

"What is it?"

"RUN!"

Questioning what Jazz meant by running was used for a plan to attempt with his entire life, she also figured that, that was the best plan to do.

"Good plan, Jazz!" Cassidy exclaimed, nervously, just as Joseph began slowly getting up from the floor, the scowl on his face turning red. "RUN!" Carla hollered out, and with that, she took off after Jazz down one of the many aisles of the DX stations store, completely scared out of their minds and worried for each others sakes. It didn't take to long after at all for them to hear what was like a loud howl of rage from Joseph before the footsteps from his boots started echoing after them. Jazz and Cassidy ran and ran, as fast as their legs could go. Cassidy stayed right behind Jazz the whole time, not wanting him to get hurt by Joseph if he got the chance.

"GREASER!" Joseph yelled, furiously, obviously sending that shout-out to Jazz, who once again, didn't know what it meant, and kept on running with Cassidy bolting right behind him. The two of them were so fast that if they were in the highschool with Ponyboy, they would've made the track team without even needing to sign up.

When Cassidy and Jazz ran down the aisle that contained the different types of pop in their cans, Jazz quickly stopped running, telling Cassidy to keep running as he breathed in and out rapidly, feeling his heart pounding so hard that it hurt in his chest. Hearing Joseph's footsteps rushing around the corner, Cassidy regrettingly kept running, even though she wanted to stay with Jazz. She pleaded and begged him to keep running with her, but he said that he had a plan.

Just as Joseph ran around the corner from the other aisle, Jazz quickly pried open one of the glass doors to grab one of the pops, but with his heart racing so much and hot tears of fear starting to form in his eyes...Jazz didn't realize that Joseph would slam his head right into the glass, making it shatter everywhere. The sound and sight was so terrible, leaving a small cut on Joseph's cheek. Jazz's stomach dropped at the sight of the blood starting to drip down from the scratch, as Joseph slowly and angrily glanced back up at him, his teeth clenched and eyes full of rage. Jazz started to let out terrified yelps through his rapid breathing, as he watched the blonde boy in front of him dust off pieces of glass from resting on top of his head, him keeping his demon eyes focused on Jazz.

When Jazz told Cassidy that he had a plan, what he just did was not what he had planned in his mind as his plan! All he was trying to do was open the door to grab a can of one of the many types of pops and shake it up, so he can open it and spray it in Joseph's face. However...Jazz just accidently broke the glass door of one of the many doors to grab a pop from when Joseph just so happened to reach around the corner and he ran his head right into the glass, shattering it. It was just a surprise that Joseph's head didn't get cut at all. It was just his cheek a little bit.

"You're dead meat, Greaser!" Joseph exclaimed, his voice even more scary from so much anger that must've been a new record for him.

Jazz's heart felt like it was about to explode for the millionth time in his whole life, feeling the blood in his body turn icy cold, while his eyes grew bigger.

"P-please! I didn't m-mean to!" Jazz pleaded, refurring to when he opened the glass door to grab a can of pop when Joseph just so happened to bolt around from the other aisle and his head met the glass.

Joseph just grew a devious smirk, his eyes still evil like a demons, as the blood from the open cut on his cheek continued trickling down his skin. His smirk made it look like as if he was saying, "I'm going to end this once and for all!"

Every single little step Joseph took closer to Jazz, Jazz took a step back with his heart still feeling like it was about to erupt from so much fear and his eyes remaining big, his hands now up to his shoulders in a surrendering way. However, Joseph thinks that nobody ever surrenders to him, especially if that person was a Greaser, until they are absoluetly lifeless...meaning completely dead.

Jazz kept looking over both of his shoulders, trying to see if Cassidy was around, wishing to himself that he never told her to run away. Yes, he was very glad that she was safe being away from Joseph, but it was a obvious fact that she'd deal with being the center of attention once again, even though she will always hate it, to help Jazz.

"I can't believe you, Greaser! Did you seriously think I would allow you to steal my ex-girlfriend then walk her around, showing her off in your arms?!" Joseph growled

"What?! No, no, no! Y-you got the w-wrong idea, Joseph! I'm not dating her! We're just f-friends!" Jazz stuttered

"Save it! I'm going to enjoy every second I have right here, right now until you're finally DEAD!" Joseph nearly yelled as he pulled back one of his tightly clenched fists.

Jazz let out a medium-toned, scared gasp, while he placed his hands in front of his face to protect it from Joseph's punch.

Nevertheless, before Joseph could fling his fist foward, Cassidy's voice came hollering out, she now standing right behind Jazz from running back to save him from the deep trouble he was in.

"NOT SO FAST, HOT-SHOT!" Cassidy rumbled as her enclosed one of her arms around Jazz's neck and pulled out some pepper-spray that she was hiding behind her back. Jazz quickly placed his hands back down at his sides and looked at Cassidy surprised as she pressed down on the top of the small pepper-spray can, spraying a hot, spicy, pepper scenting liquid in Joseph's face.

"AHHH!" Joseph hollered out, his voice now sounding painful, but also remaining angry at the same time. His hand that was clenched into a fist quickly unclenched, then flew over to his eyes. "MY EYES!" he yelled as he began wiping away the burning sensation from his face.

Cassidy and Jazz quickly met each others eyes, as Cassidy dropped the pepper-spray can to the floor and pulled her arm away from having it around Jazz's neck to hold him close and protect him.

"Let's roll!" Cassidy panicked

"You know we can't leave the DX station!" Jazz reminded, his voice also panicky from so much terrified feelings.

"Let's just run!"

"Better!"

Rapidly, Jazz and Cassidy took off down the aisle, leaving Jospeh, who had fell back on one of the shelves, causing some candy-bars and lolly-pops to fall and hit the ground as he continued wiping away the hot spiceness from his eyes.

"Thank you so much, Carla!" Jazz thanked as he snatched up a plastic jar that was filled with gumdrops, quickly opened it up, then spilt it all over the floor on purpose, just to keep Joseph busy with stepping in the sticky candy.

"No problem, Jazz! I'm never going to allow anybody to harm you!" Cassidy promised, leaping over the marbles that were still on the floor from when Joseph kicked them out of their jar from feeling so upset. Cassidy's jump looked just like how she jumped when she did tricks on her skateboard during the summer, spring, and fall. Yep, that's right...Socs had mustangs and other fancy cars while Carla Cade had a skateboard, which she road absoluetly amazingly.

"..Thanks. Back at you, Carla," Jazz spoke as he followed Cassidy's example and hopped over the spilt marbles, the two of them continuing their way to the front of the store while Joseph just got ready to take off down the aisle that Jazz and Cassidy just ran down.

Jazz and Cassidy stopped running in front of the big windows in the front of the store that was next to the main door of the whole store. Cassidy placed one of her hands on one of her hips, using her other hand to wipe away the little amount of sweat that she had on her forehead, brushing her beautiful bangs over to the side of her head while doing so. Jazz's hands were resting on his knees, his eye contact now directly on the tile floor as he tried taking more dark memories off from his mind. However, he couldn't. The two twelve year olds were breathing in and out hard to catch their breath after rushing around the DX stations store while they attempted to stay away from Cassidy's insane ex-boyfriend.

Jazz turned his head to look out one of the big windows and realized the seven Socs that were still hanging out by one of the gas-pumps. They were still talking and laughing with each other, looking like they didn't even care about being on the Greasers side of town...however, it all ended when one of the two female Socs glanced over at the windows and saw that Jazz was looking at them. Jazz's eyes shot big again as the female Soc tapped the boy who looked a lot like Joseph, but had black hair instead of blonde. He continued chuckling as he looked over at one of his two female friends that were with him and the rest of his gang.

"What is it, Candi?" the Soc boy asked, giving her a little kiss on the cheek as he stopped chuckling after, so he could get what his girlfriend wanted to tell him.

"Look, isn't that Joseph's ex-girlfriend with some other Greaser boy?" Candi asked as she pointed at Jazz, making the twelve-year-old boy let out a gasp.

Cassidy looked at her friend, a concerned expression now on her face, but she didn't look out the windows.

Jazz watched as the boy scowled at him, then motioned his gang to pick up some rocks.

"Those dirty Greasers! I'll kill 'em!" Chace, one of the other male Socs, exclaimed, tightening the rock that he was now holding in one of his hands with a very tough grip.

Jazz's eyes grew bigger, finally getting hit by the main idea of what the Socs had in mind, but he didn't know how to react. He was very afraid, just like when...

"HEY!" came Joseph's voice from down the aisle that was the first aisle of the store, his shoes now sticky with the gumdrops that Jazz had poured all over the floor on purpose. Cassidy quickly bashed around and shot her eyes big again, releasing a gasp from her lips afterwards. Jazz looked back at Joseph, who was starting his way towards the two twelve year olds, then turned his attention back out the windows of the DX station, going back and forth from both of the situations. When Jazz realized the Socs that were outside fire back their hands that were holding the rocks, evil smirks now printed on their faces, Jazz knew he had to react with at least something.

"Carla! Look out!" Jazz exclaimed, worriedly

Quickly, Cassidy turned back around to see what was the problem, which is when Jazz leaped on her, sending them both to the floor.

"Jazz, what the-" Cassidy began, but was immidently cut off when loud crashes from above their heads were heard, and glass started pouring down in tons of small, sharp, individual pieces. The rocks slammed all over the place, some just hitting the floor while others slapped onto the stands, making objects fall and spill all over the tile floor. Cassidy let out yelps of fear as she held herself close to Jazz, who had his hands connecting around the back of her head. Both of their eyes were now clenched shut, Jazz remaining on top of Cassidy to keep her protected from the rocks and broken glass.

"Oh, crap!" Joseph yelped as he quickly dove to the floor, squeezed his eyes shut, and covered the top of his head with both of his hands.

"We're under attack!" Jazz cried, continuing to hold Cassidy close while she did the same to him.

The rocks then stopped flying in through the windows that were now smashed open with no glass there anymore. It was just surprising that the main door of the DX station wasn't destroyed.

"Come on! Let's get 'em!" a male voice laughed, having other laughs echo in as many different footsteps were then heard, rushing up to the DX stations door. Jazz and Cassidy both quickly reopened their eyes, Jazz carefully, but still quickly helped Cassidy up from the floor, which was now covered with broken glass by the windows. Joseph forced himself back up on his feet, too, evilly grinning at the two twelve year olds. As Jazz and Cassidy were about to make yet another run for it, the seven Socs from outside piled in through the main door of the DX.

Cassidy and Jazz let out gasps as the seven Socs just stood there, continuing to deviously and evilly smirk at them.

"Bro! Are you alright?" the head member of the little Soc gang asked, now focusing on...Joseph!

"Yeah, I'm fine, Craig," Joseph replied as he carefully walked over to the gang of Socs, his cheek still bleeding from the open cut and his shoes now slightly sticky from stepping in the gumdrops.

"Good golly! What happened to your cheek, man?!" Craig asked

Joseph angrily narrowed his eyes as he clenched his teeth, motioning his look over to Jazz, who you could tell, was completely scared out of his mind. "He happened!" Joseph mumbled

"What?" Craig asked

"I said that HE HAPPENED!" Joseph repeated as he pointed upsettingly at Jazz, which made him flinch and let out a yelp. "HE DID THIS TO ME, BRO!" Joseph hollered at his brother.

"...You got taken down...by a little twelve-year-old?" Craig asked, now sounding disappointed in his little brother.

Joseph shook his head slowly two times then rolled his eyes, telling Craig and the rest of the gang his story about what happened since he first entered the store and talked to Cassidy. After hearing everything, Craig really didn't look pleased in Jazz at all...just angry.

"I-it was all an accident!" Jazz tried assuring, but he couldn't stop stuttering from being so scared. "Please! I was just-"

"GET HIM!" Craig yelled out to his gang, and with that, the Socs jumped Jazz and forced him down to the floor, not giving him a second to run away. The Socs really didn't care about bothering Cassidy, except Jospeh, who was getting ready for a little rumble between him and her while the rest of the Socs fought Jazz.

"JAZZ!" Cassidy hollered, completely terrified out of her mind as she tried rushing over to him, but Joseph grabbed her by the arm and started trying to punch and kick her, but she was very good at dodging and throwing hard punches and striking painful kicks herself. However, no matter how much she tried fighting off Joseph, he wouldn't give up.

Jazz began bawling as he got kicked in the ribs and stomach by at least four of the seven Socs, two of them pointing and laughing at him, while one of them snapped their fingers, having a lightbulb flick on in their head. Quickly, the Soc who had the 'bright' (devious) idea rushed to the last aisle where the pops were and grabbed three cans, one being purple, the other orange, and the last one blue.

"Here! Take one!" Fiona, the other female Soc, told the two Socs, Alex and Blake, who were just laughing and pointing at Jazz as he fumbled around on the floor, trying his best to get away. Blake and Alex questioned Fiona at first when they took two of the pop cans from her, but realized what she had in mind when she smirked and looked down at Jazz.

Smirks quickly formed on Blake and Alex's faces as they shook up the pop cans that they were holding, Fiona doing the same thing with hers at the same time.

"Looks like this Greaser could use a drink! Or maybe three!" Alex laughed

"I agree!" Blake announced

"Pop cans at the ready!" Fiona cheered, still smirking along with Blake and Alex as the rest of the Socs backed away from Jazz, only a couple of inces. He was now nothing but a bawling twelve-year-old who was feeling two much pain in his heart, having dark memories swarming back around in his brain at the same time, to even move a muscle.

Just as Jazz thought he was in the clear, he heard three pop cans get clicked open, and right after that, the three different colors of blue, purple, and orange rained down on him, spurting all over his clothes, face, and hair like a wild sprinkler that was out of control. Jazz's white, long sleeved T-shirt was now stained with the three different colors of the pops that were poured all over him on purpose. All seven of the Socs demeaning laughter echoed hard in his mind, stalking him...haunting him...and worst of all...terrifying him more then what he already was.

"LET HIM GO!" Cassidy commanded when Craig yanked Jazz, who was still crying to death with his eyes now red-rimmed and face all bright red, up from the floor by his drenched shirt collar.

"Oh, you want us to let him go?" Craig asked, smirking again

Cassidy formed a glare when she was truly afraid and nervous for Jazz. She tried to stomp over to the gang of Socs, but Joseph had yet another strong grip on her, making her stay back with him.

"LET HIM GO! LET HIM GO!" Cassidy ordered again, but when nothing happened for another five seconds, she repeated her demand even angrier, hot tears now forming in her eyes from so much sorrow that was stacked up in her head and packed around her heart. "LET HIM GO!"

"Alright, Carla...as you wish, but like the saying says...careful what you wish for," Craig deviously chuckled. Cassidy widened her eyes as Craig kept her smirk on and yanked Jazz up from the floor by his waist, before he threw him away from him and his little gang of Soc buddies. Cassidy let out a gasp when Jazz slammed into the metal door that was behind the counter, which was the entry to the garage.

"JAZZ! NO!" Cassidy yelled out, beginning to cry as she fought Joseph, being able to catch him in a headlock for a couple seconds before he found his way out of his, grabbing her leg and sending her to the floor with a loud 'Oof!' sound. The rest of the seven Socs laughed hystarically as Joseph began kicked and punching Cassidy. His arms shaking a bit from being so scared, Jazz pushed himself up from laying on his side after being flung and smashed onto the metal door. When he looked back up, he saw Cassidy getting the beat down from her crazy ex on the other side of the counter, tears beginning to come out of her like Niagra Falls while the other Socs just watched it all from a corner, completely satisfied with what they were seeing that they laughed. Only weak from being kicked and punched like that, Jazz crawled all the way behind the counter and hid his face behind his hands, crying and crying, wishing that he could help Cassidy. However, this situation was WAY too huge, and Jazz wouldn't be able to handle it.

Meanwhile in the garage, Soda, Steve, and Kitten were finishing up their work on the last mustang when they heard a loud bang hit against the garage door. The three Greasers filled up with confusion as they froze up, not moving a single muscle. Sodapop was the first to actually move, riding his way out from laying on the board while he worked under the car. He stood up and looked at the metal garage door with Kitten and Steve, the three Greasers all confused at what that was.

"What was that? Soda asked, wiping away some grease and oil from his hands and the little amount from his face with a rag.

"I don't know," Steve shrugged. He was about to just look back at the cars engine and continue working, but he knew he just couldn't after hearing a loud bang like that hit against the metal door. Steve sat the wrech down that he was holding and used a different rag to clean off his hands, Kitten following his example without any hesitation.

"Come on, let's check it out. Jazz and Cassidy are properly messing around like typical twelve year olds," Kitty said, being the first one to walk away from the mustang and approach the metal door, Sodapop and Steve quickly trotting after her.

The whole garage was sound proof, so the three Greasers couldn't hear anything that was going on in there until they opened up the metal door...and when Kitten did, their eyes widened from complete shock at the scene. The DX stations store was a complete wreck with the windows now busted and things spilt all over the floor, Cassidy was getting physically harmed by Joseph, Jazz was still hiding behind the counter with his hands now over his ears so he wouldn't hear the Socs laughter, and the rest of the seven Socs were of course, laughing.

"SOCS!" Steve yelled out, his face now pure red, just like Soda's and Kitten's were.

The seven Socs stopped their hystarical laughing while Joseph let up on puching and kicking Cassidy, who quickly kicked him off from her and started punching him back. The rest of the Socs looked at how furious Soda, Kitty, and Steve were looking now. Their eyes were filled with rage and hands were now clenched in fists. Jazz quickly uncovered his ears and got out from hiding behind the counter, feeling so safe to be able to stand by his Greasers sides.

"GREASERS!" the seven Socs all yelled back together, which completely made Jazz confused once again, on both of the gangs names this time, but he didn't put any mind into it at that time.

"Why do you FREAKS dare to come to our part of town?!" Soda demanded

"It's a free country, sparky! Don't mouth off at us until you three pains get an actual job that doesn't involve you going home smelling like oil!" Craig exclaimed

That's when Kitten's eyes shot big, her knowing exactly who's attitude that was.

"Craig?! Craig Rochester?!" Kitty gasped. Steve and Soda widened their eyes, the two exchanging their looks right after Kitten said that name.

"Took ya that long to see it was me, Kitten?!" Craig asked, having a hard time that, that was true, but when he recieved Kitty's scowl, he couldn't help grinning and letting out some chuckles, remembering their blind date from four months back. "You know, you look even hotter today then what you did four months ago," Craig flirted

Kitten cocked an eyebrow for a second, but then rolled her eyes and placed her right hand up to her shoulder. "Nuh-uh! Don't even bother trying to win me over, Craig. Like I told ya four months ago, I ain't interested," Kitten said as she slowly walked over to Craig, her arms crossed over her chest and a unsatisfied expression on her face.

"It was worth a shot," Craig said with a single shrug of his shoulders.

"A total waste of a shot, might I add. I'm already interested in someone else so back off!" Kitten ordered

"Someone else? Who? Is it the elf or 'move-star glam' boy over there? " Craig asked, pointing a thumb over at Steve and Sodapop.

"HEY!" Steve hollered

"Some thirteen year olds you freaks are!" Soda exclaimed

"Fourteen!" Joseph corrected as he dodged a punch in the jaw from Cassidy and continued trying to fight back without getting hurt himself.

Soda just rolled his eyes, mumbling a "Whatever" under his breath.

Kitten rolled her eyes then again herself, replying to Craig's question that it wasn't Soda or Steve and informing him that it was someone her actual age.

"Ya know...Craig, I never thought your revenge would be taking out the DX station and you hurting two of my many best friends...but-" Kitty stated

"But what?" Craig smartly asked, smirking again as he crossed his arms, while Kitten uncrossed hers and smirked back.

"But since you did, I have a good right to do...THIS!" Kitten yelled as she nailed Craig straight under the chin and he fell straight down to the floor, right before Kitten pounced on top of him and started fighting him.

Steve and Soda immidently broke out into the arguement, starting an uneven rumble right there in the messy DX station. It was four Greasers, including Jazz makes it five, physically fighting against seven Socs who were fourteen year olds. Even though that Soda and Steve were both older then the seven Socs, that didn't stop them from getting involved with the action.

Jazz stood straight on the wall, too afraid to get involved at all after what happened to him.

Kitten was busy fighting Craig, the two of them rolling around on the floor punching and kicking each other, although Kitten got a better measure of good kicks somewhere that you don't ever want to be kneed.

Steve was fighting with three of the Socs, Chance, Alex, and Fiona, pushing and shoving them into different stands and shelves, forcing more stuff to fall and hit the floor.

"STEVE! WATCH OUT!" Jazz hollered out, just when Chace was about to leap on top of Steve's back after climbing up on one of the shelves. Quickly after Steve heard Jazz's warning, he spun himself out of the way, picked Alex up in one arm and Fiona in the other, then threw them at Chace, forcing the three of them to ride off to the other side of the shelf and hit the floor with three different 'Oofs!' coming from their mouths.

Lastly, Soda was working on fighting Candi, and the other two Soc boys, Jone and Jude.

Candi tried kicking Sodapop hard in the shin to bring him down to the floor, but he simply knocked her down right before Jude tried gagging him with his own hand, which Soda bit down into as hard as he could, listening to Jude's painful screams and tasted the blood run through his teeth, which simply made Jone holler out, "I SURRENDER! DON'T HURT ME, PLEASE!"

Wow, some fighter...

Jazz continued watching everything, his eyes only big now from being surprised, along with his mouth hanging open. That is, until he saw Joseph pull out a switchblade from his shoe and flipped it out so he could stab Cassidy, killing her since she dumped him, but she had a great explaination why she did that. It all started when...

Jazz's big eyes were now filled with complete anger once again as the fear from within shrank and shrank until there was no more at that moment. Without taking a moment of thinking, Jazz hopped over onto the counter and leaped off, kicking Joseph down as he landed straight on his back, making the switchblade go flying.

"YOU AGAIN?!" Joseph hollered, grabbing onto Jazz's leg, making him fumble down and hit the floor, right before Joseph got on top of him and held him down the best he could while Jazz kicked and bucked like a wild horse, refusing to allow anyone to get away with harming Cassidy. His teeth were now clenched as well as his hands that were struggling up and down the best they could. Joseph growled at him like a junkyard dog, then started looking around for his blade, while Cassidy egarly started doing the same. Soda and Steve were too busy fighting the rest of the Socs to help as well. Joseph then noticed his blade was on top of one of the shelves. With him still keeping Jazz pinned, Joseph stretched his arm up and grabbed a hold of his switchblades handle, but when he yanked it back it slit a popcorn bag, causing the popcorn to spill out all over the place, even all off Jazz's head.

Angrily, Jazz shook his head, getting rid of the popcorn that was on top of his head the best he could while he struggled before Joseph could cut him, but before he even could, Cassidy's foot met the place that you would NEVER want to get kicked.

"AHHHHHHH!" Joseph screamed in so much pain as he insantly fell off from Jazz and hit the floor, curling up into a ball as his face turned red. Cassidy quickly took a hold of Jazz's hand and pulled him up from the floor, the two exchanging smiles and looking into the others eyes for a couple of seconds until Jazz took the blade out of Joseph's hands and tucked it into his worn out pocket. If there was one thing he didn't need, it was someone else reminding him of his...

Suddenly, Mr. Henderson's office door flew open, and there stood the elderly man himself, his eyes now widened as he pushed his glasses up better on his nose.

"What in the name of Nancy do we have going on in here?! Look at this place!" Mr. Henderson exclaimed, his voice sounding more sorrow filled then angry.

Quickly, Kitten, Steve, and Sodapop stopped what they were doing and looked at their boss, their eyes widened and faces turning bright red from embarrassment.

The Socs quickly got up from the floor themselves and busted out the main door of the DX station together, Jazz, Kitten, Cassidy, Steve, Soda, and Mr. Henderson still able to hear their words, like, "I TOLD YOU I'D GET REVENGE, KITTEN!", "YOU WILL PAY FOR DUMPING ME, CARLA CADE! MARK MY WORDS!", "GREASERS!", "SOCS RULE!", etc. Steve quickly and carefully ran over to the broken windows, stepping over the broken pieces of sharp glass before he peeked his head out one of the windows and angrily shook his fist in the air, yelling out, "YOU EVIL KIDS!" to the seven Socs, before trotting back over to Jazz and Cassidy, who were now being checked on by Kitten and Sodapop.

"Are you guys alright?!" Soda asked, worriedly

"We're fine...just a little beat up," Cassidy replied, rubbing her neck from were she got kicked once by Joseph.

However, Jazz didn't reply. He was shocked again after what he just did, actually tackling the same guy who nearly choked him in the last aisle and who he pushed to the floor. He couldn't believe that he did that stuff. He just couldn't.

"Soda! Steve! Kitten! When I told you guys that Jazz and Carla could stay in here-" Mr. Henderson began

"Sir, please! We didn't think the Socs would come!" Kitten pleaded, trying her best to convince Mr. Henderson that, that was the truth.

"...I'm very surprised in you three. I thought that you would actually watch 'em," Mr. Henderson admitted

"We're so sorry, sir," Soda sighed

"We're not...fired are we?!" Steve asked, nervously

"No, of course not," Mr. Henderson replied

Kitten, Soda, and Steve exchanged relieved expressions as they each let out a single deep sigh that was from their stress.

"However, you kids will have to take off work now until Christmas is over. The whole DX needs to be repaired," Mr. Henderson informed, taking a sip of water from his water bottle.

"Aw man! What's Darry going to say?" Soda asked himself in such a soft whisper.

Kitten nervously bit down on her lip as Steve bit down on his thumb nail, hoping that nothing bad would happen. The three of them were technically going on strike or something like that.

"Soda, you best call Darry to come pick you all up. I need to call some workers in to fix this place back up," Mr. Henderson sighed, before he walked back into his office, closing the door all the way behind him.

Sodapop frowned and released a sorrow sigh as he walked over to the phone that was resting on the counter, next to the cash-register. Jazz watched as Soda picked up the phone and dialed a number before holding it up to his ear. Jazz frowned. He felt like this whole fight and everything else between them and the seven Socs, including Joseph, was all his fault...that's all that kept echoing in his head.

It's all your fault...it's all your fault...it's all your fault, Jazz...

Soda waited a couple of rings until somebody finally picked up the phone. It was Ponyboy.

(Bold: Soda Italic: Pony)

"Hey, Ponyboy..."

"Soda? What's wrong? You sound upset?"

"Well...something happened..."

"What?! What happened?!"

"We had seven little guests some visit us today here at the DX station. They completely messed the place up, so Kitty, Stevie, and I won't be able to continue work until after Christmas,"

"Oh my God! Soda, that's terrible! I'm so sorry!"

Darry's voice was then heard in the background, asking Pony who was on the phone and what was happening.

Soda listened as Ponyboy told him everything that he had already listened to from him and then you could hear Darry letting out a deep sigh.

"Pone...Jazz and Cassidy were beaten up..."

Ponyboy's eyes widened as his heart dropped.

"What?! No! No, no, no! Are they okay?!"

"Yeah, they're fine. I'm just going to need you to tell Darry to come pick us up...now, please,"

Jazz crossed his arms and stared down at his wet self, still all drenced from the three different pops that were purposly poured all over him. Only one thing was running through his mind when listening to Soda talk on the call with Pony

"This is all my fault..." Jazz mumbled under his breath, feeling some tears forming in his China blue eyes...then a single one fell and hit the DX stations floor.

AN: More suspense on what's going to happen next! As always, I'll read yawl in the next chapter and you already know the usual questions I ask for major cliffhangers, but here's another question...is this really Jazz's fault? Read yawl in chapter twelve (which I promise, won't be this upsetting and sorrow filled!) :D :D :D :D