By then I got that I was in the hospital. The Doctor walked over to me, pulled out a small light and shined in my eyes. It made my headache pound even worse. "How are you feeling Ponyboy? You gave quite a scare you know?" The doctor asked. "I'm fine, when can I leave?" I asked. I had no intention on staying the hospital, especially the hospital where Johnny died, just a short while ago.

"I'm afraid you won't be leaving for a while. We still don't know what happened. When your brother's brought you in here yesterday you had a temperature of 102. And it seemed you were having some sort of Seizer. We I sent off some labs, and now we're just waiting to see if there is anything wrong in your blood." I couldn't help but like this doctor. He seemed to be much nicer than the usual grumpy one that doesn't even look at you when he talks. I looked at his nametag 'Dr. Robinson'. He was nice; He seemed like someone who actually cared about his Patients. But still I wanted to get out of the hospital.

"Well I'm fine. Nothing's wrong with me. I feel great!" I said trying to sound as happy as possible. All the while my head was pounding.

Then Soda came into the conversation "But Pony, You just told me your head hurt."

"I did not! I only told you to be quiet." I shot back. And I know it sounded a bit harsh, I could see the hurt in his eyes. "Sorry Soda, I didn't mean to sound so mean."

"Well, How about I just take your Temperature first. Ok?" Asked the Doc. "Fine." I replied

Dr. Robinson pulled a thermometer out of his lab coat. He stuck it in my ear, and when it beeped he took it out. The look on his face told me it was still high.

"Well, I can promise you that you won't be going home today, that's for sure." He said sternly looking me straight in the eyes.

"What does it say?" Soda asked very concerned.

"100.9," replied the Doc "Now Ponyboy, I need you tell me the truth about what hurts, you ok? So your head hurts? Anything else?"

"Just mostly my head, but my stomach a little too. And that's It." I replied

"Ok, I'll leave you be for the time then. I'll be back when we get your lab results. And try to get some rest." He said and walked out of the room. As soon as he was gone I asked:

"Soda, Where's Darry?" I asked

"He had to go to work. He wanted to stay. But his boss told him if he missed another day he would be fired. And we need the money."

"Oh ok."

Soda came and sat back down beside me. He passed me a Pepsi, which was what I was really wanting. Just then I realized how thirsty I really was. I took it from him with a wide grin on my face. Took off the cap, and took a big long sip. The refreshing taste lasted long in my dry mouth. I took another large sip, and began to cough.

"Wow little body, maybe you're not ready for Pepsi yet." Said Soda. And he took away my Pepsi and handed me a glass of water. I took a small sip and stopped coughing.

We sat in silence for about ten minutes then my eyes began to droop. Even though I had pretty much slept for the last three days, I was still really tired. And soon I was fast asleep.