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^^ Ronni's P.O.V. ^^

Dally prodded me. "Hey, You awake?"

I let out an involuntary moan. "Now I am, you fruitcake."

He laughed, and lifted me out of the car. "I'm gunna untie you, but you can't run away."

I nodded. "Do you really think that I could run away?"

He shrugged. "I guess not. But I'd rather not find out, sweets. Let's get you inside."

I laughed slightly, my defenses back up. "Being nice now? That surprises me. Where the hell are we?"

Dally rolled his eyes. "Yeah. I'm being nice. Shut up about it, before I poke your eyes out and make you eat them."

I glared. "Whatever."

He whacked me across the head. "I told ya to shut up, didn't I?"

I yelped, and stumbled backwards into Johnny, who had the worst look on his face. "Erf. Sorry, Johnny. We were just playing around."

Johnny nodded. "Yeah, I guess. Be more careful. And Dal, don't hit her."

Dally grinned. "Why? You like her or something?"

Johnny turned a dark shade of red. "Naw. It's just not right to hit a girl. Plus, she's hurt. So just, don't."

I raised an eyebrow, and then nodded my thanks. "Thanks for standing up for me and all, but I really don't need help."

He smiled weakly. "I know. But it's still not right."

Dal roared with laughter. "You DO like her! Wait till the guys hear this!"

We all got into the hospital. See, I have this phobia about needles and doctors, so Dal and Two-Bit had to drag me in there, and then hold me down. In about 20 minutes it was over, but my spirit was broken. If I could've, I would've curled up into a ball and cried. But I couldn't and I wouldn't.

"You ok, baby?" Two-Bit asked.

I nodded. "Yeah. I'm perfectly fine. Wanna see?" As we walked out, the medicine that they'd injected started taking affect. But for some odd reason, instead of calming me down, they hyped me up. I walked up to one of the trees, climbed to the top, and then flipped off it.

Dallas cursed, and grabbed my arm. "Listen, I don't want to see you hurt yourself. Come on, you're going to the Curtis's house. Darry will make sure you don't hurt yourself. And just to make sure, Johnny's going to sleep on the couch."

I groaned, as he pushed me into the car. I leaned my head against the window, and looked at the scenery. "Hey Dal?"

"Yeah, Ronni?" He replied, slightly annoyed.

I sighed, and looked up at him. "Do you know anyone around here that does haircuts cheap?"

He laughed, and then shrugged. "Besides jail, I'm not sure, kid."

Ponyboy smiled reassuringly at me. "Darry can cut hair. He can probably do yours if ya want."

I nodded, and smiled slightly. "Thanks. And I'll definetaly take him up on the that."

Pony grinned. "I'll tell him."

The rest of the car ride was pretty much a blur. I ended up falling asleep. When I woke up, I was back in the Curtis's house in Soda's old room.

"Morning sleepy head." Soda shouted at me.

I glared. "Damn it, Soda. Don't scream. I ain't awake yet."

Soda laughed. "You will be if Darry's gunna do your hair."

I yelped, and jumped out of bed. "Leave Soda."

Soda grinned. "Fine, Fine. I'm leaving."

I shut the door, and began to strip, only to hear laughter from the top bunk. Letting out a scream, I flew under the covers, and waited for whoever was up there to come down.

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Sorry to those of you who REALLY wanted this chap. I tried to be faster. Road block. Ok, next chap should be bigger.