Back! I know it took a long time to update… (runs from people with pitchforks) BUT! – I have a new chappie right here! – FS77

Disclaimer: Why do I even bother? I don't own the Outsiders S.E Hinton does…blah blah blah…

Dark eyed tan skinned boy: I'm not in Tulsa anymore am I?

FS77: Nope.

Tough brown eyed mechanic: Well I ain't exactly in Tulsa either Johnny.

Johnny: Chill Steve.

Kawaii: OMG! It's Johnny!

FS77: (rolls eyes and notices Steve) OMG it's Steve!

Bri: (Looking around) Ponyboy! Ponyboy?...

Chapter 12

"So you got a movie theatre around here?" asked Dally.

Katie nodded. "About 2 towns away." She said. "Let's see…I'm in Tayreville and the nearest theatre is in Bradston which is about 8 miles from here." (A/N These are not real towns!)

Dally and the gang nodded.

"Uh…guys, one problem." Said Two-bit stretching and leaning against the wall. "Do we got transportation?"

Katie cocked her head to one side. "Well…there's my brother's old truck?" she said shrugging. "But it doesn't work anymore." "He said the transmitter is busted or something."

Everyone turned to look at Steve and he had a wide smirk on his face.

"Now ya'll just leave that to me."

"So…" said Ponyboy trying to start a conversation. His cheeks had returned to his normal color and Bri was smiling wide.

"So…" "So, tell me bout yourself." She said sitting on the bed.

He shrugged climbing next to her. "Well I'm from Tulsa, Oklahoma, I like to read and watch sunsets, um… I don't get along too well with my brother, Darry, and…oh! I'm on the track team."

Bri nodded. She had a faraway look and she was smiling softly.

"What about you?" asked Ponyboy.

"Well… I've known Shelley for most of my life. I just met Katie, and I'm staying with my aunt." "I like to read and I think you're cute, um….I also like to hang with my friends and stuff."

Ponyboy stared at Bri before smiling shyly. "I think you're cute too." He said.

Steve sat on the hard cement floor. He was staring up at the 1993 Ford.

"Hm…" He stood up and walked to the hood where he stood it up.

"The transmission blew." He said. He played around with the wires before retrieving the key from the hook. He stuck it in and turned it.

The old ford gave a grunt as it lunged forward. It only went about 2 inches before it gave up.

Steve sighed putting the car in park and turning it off. He made his way back to the hood and started his work.

(34 min. later)

Steve wiped the sweat that had formed on his brow. It was 36 degrees outside but being a mechanic was hard work.

He pulled a rag from his back jean pocket and wiped the oil that had spilled on his hands.

Steve tucked his tongue beneath his teeth as he concentrated on the mass of wires twirling endlessly in the hood. His forehead and cheeks were stained with oil and his coal black hair stood on end, even spikier than usual.

"Twist the blue with this and we're…done!" He jumped in the air. "Oh yeah!" He hopped in the truck staring the engine. It roared to life and Steve wore a grin on his face.

"That's my boyfriend." said Katie smiling.

"That's my best buddy!" chimed Soda.

"That's Steve-O!" said Two-bit dancing around.

"Oh and as Pony would say," "That's the blood thirsty punk for you!"

Everyone laughed rushing up the stairs.

Operation Matchmaker was underway…

Phew! I haven't updated in a while! Well there is an announcement on the bottom of my homepage from Toko! It says that I will be working on this fic and my Outsiders Tale ONLY. This is temporary though. Just until I get my stories in line. Who knows? Maybe I'll update if I have time. – FS77