Darry's POV
I was just about to call an attorney to find out my next logical move, but then I heard the door fly open. It was Steve! I was never so happy to see some friendly face. I felt so angry that his coming was like popping a balloon with a pin. It just gets rid of all of the pressure. I put the phone down and ran to the door. "Hello, Steve." I managed to get out, trying to hide my intense glee at being able to procrastinate this huge nightmare. "Um, hi Darry." "Steve, you have no idea how happy I am to see you!" "Okay, well why is this? Are you okay, Darry?" Steve seemed to see through my façade of a normal feeling and obviously knew something was up. "Well, do you think I'm okay? Steve, you're no moron, figure it out." "Spit it out Darry, what's going on? Does this have anything to do with the fact that Soda and Pony aren't joining you now? Usually they beat you to the door." "See, Steve, I knew you'd figure it out. Pony and Soda were taken away by social workers at 9 o'clock this morning. They should be on their way to New Jersey by now." "New Jersey! You're telling me that Soda and Pony are in New Jersey now? Damn, I was just talking to Soda and Pony yesterday, and now they're in another frickin' state? Yowza, Darry, how'd you let this happen?" "Hey, they're not in New Jersey, they are on their way there. Also, I didn't just let them walk in and take them. I argued for over 4 hours with a social worker to get them to see it my way, but I couldn't. And I am pretty sure that if I tried to physically stop them, they would be able to put me in jail. Steve, that would be worse, no?" "Fine, fine, I see," he agreed. "I think we should tell Two-Bit. Even though he may not be awake yet, seeing as it's a Saturday. I'll call him." Steve picked up the phone. Nobody was answering, I could tell this from Steve's frustrated expression, but then he took a deep breath and yelled into the receiver, "TWO-BIT! WAKE UP!" I laughed thinking of Two-Bit's face when he heard this. Steve then said, "Yeah, I know, but you need to get over here. To Darry's place. Yes it is very important Two-Bit. You can sleep later. Just get over here, okay?" Then he hung up. "Alright. He should be over. Then you can tell him and also say to both of us what we're going to do next."
I was just about to call an attorney to find out my next logical move, but then I heard the door fly open. It was Steve! I was never so happy to see some friendly face. I felt so angry that his coming was like popping a balloon with a pin. It just gets rid of all of the pressure. I put the phone down and ran to the door. "Hello, Steve." I managed to get out, trying to hide my intense glee at being able to procrastinate this huge nightmare. "Um, hi Darry." "Steve, you have no idea how happy I am to see you!" "Okay, well why is this? Are you okay, Darry?" Steve seemed to see through my façade of a normal feeling and obviously knew something was up. "Well, do you think I'm okay? Steve, you're no moron, figure it out." "Spit it out Darry, what's going on? Does this have anything to do with the fact that Soda and Pony aren't joining you now? Usually they beat you to the door." "See, Steve, I knew you'd figure it out. Pony and Soda were taken away by social workers at 9 o'clock this morning. They should be on their way to New Jersey by now." "New Jersey! You're telling me that Soda and Pony are in New Jersey now? Damn, I was just talking to Soda and Pony yesterday, and now they're in another frickin' state? Yowza, Darry, how'd you let this happen?" "Hey, they're not in New Jersey, they are on their way there. Also, I didn't just let them walk in and take them. I argued for over 4 hours with a social worker to get them to see it my way, but I couldn't. And I am pretty sure that if I tried to physically stop them, they would be able to put me in jail. Steve, that would be worse, no?" "Fine, fine, I see," he agreed. "I think we should tell Two-Bit. Even though he may not be awake yet, seeing as it's a Saturday. I'll call him." Steve picked up the phone. Nobody was answering, I could tell this from Steve's frustrated expression, but then he took a deep breath and yelled into the receiver, "TWO-BIT! WAKE UP!" I laughed thinking of Two-Bit's face when he heard this. Steve then said, "Yeah, I know, but you need to get over here. To Darry's place. Yes it is very important Two-Bit. You can sleep later. Just get over here, okay?" Then he hung up. "Alright. He should be over. Then you can tell him and also say to both of us what we're going to do next."