Soda's POV

I carried my side of the casket with a bitter scowl and slide it into the Hurst. (A\N is that how you spell it I'm not sure) I looked over at Ty as he looked up and looked over at me.

He sent me a cocky smile. My blood boiled and I was two seconds from knocking him out. Walker looked up from where he was standing and plucked Ty in the back of the head. I was grateful and Ty should have been to. Standing there holding Chrissy who was sobbing into his black button up shirt that said PBR (A\N I love the PBR and I have a shirt like that so I just threw it in there just work with me here)

Mississippi and Montana snickered about something behind me. If anymore of them laughed I was gonna explode. It wasn't fair none of it!

I felt a rain drop hit the back of my neck and wiped it away along with my tears.

"Soda?" Ponyboy asked from beside me.

"Yeah Pony?" I replied.

"Look." He gasped out.

"At what Pony?" I muttered.

"That!" Pony shrieked.

"Whats going on Pony?" Darry asked then his eyes widened.

"What?!" I was getting frustrated because I couldn't see anything.

"S-S-S-S-S" Ponyboy stammered his lip quivering in fear.

"W-W-What is it Pony?" I asked puttin a hand on my shoulder.

"B-Behind you!" Pony yelled and I turned around.

I was staring down the barrel of a rifle.

I squeezed my eyes shut and waited for the shot.

A\N Hello!!!!!!! Don't kill me please! Yeah Yeah I know Poor Soda.