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"Jack are you going to the coliseum tonight?" Ponyboy asked, looking up from his book.

I grinned, "hell yeah man, the STD Queens are playing! I wouldn't miss that!" I replied excitedly.

"The what?" Dally said with a confused look on his face. "STD what?"

"The STD Queens which is short for Scar Tank Death Queens. They're a local band and they kick ass, it's an all chick band and they know how to rock it! Seriously, I hope they go into Wall Of Death tonight!"

"Wall Of Death?"

"Yeah, it's where people separate on opposite sides of the coliseum and when Sarah starts singing we all run at each other and start moshing. It's great!"

"I don't get the point of moshing." Two Bit blurted out. "I mean seriously, you just end up getting the shit beaten out of you." He added bitterly.

"That's because the last time you went in a mosh pit you fell down and got your face stomped in by whom? Me." Ponyboy said laughing.

I snorted, "yeah, but you gotta give him some credit, he was trashed." By this time I was fondling the fringe that was around the hole in the knee of my jeans.

"Where are you gonna be after school?" Steve asked, kicking back in the car.

As though it were on cue and announcement came over the intercom, "All high school detentions will be held in room 234."

I smirked, "room 234"

Ponyboy rolled his eyes, "what'd you do this time?"

I smirked again, "remember the whole curdled milk thing?" He nodded. "Yeah they figured out who did that."

Dally burst out laughing, "That was you?" I nodded proudly, he held out his hand, "ever since I heard about that I wanted to do this..." I took his hand and he shook it, "nice work." He added calmly.

This needs a bit of explanation, you see, a week prior to all this I took a gallon of curdled milk and snuck into the school and threw it all over the wall with all the staff's pictures and names on it and then wrote 'FUCK AUTHORITY' on the wall in permanent black marker.

"Yeah, that little stunt cost me three days' suspension and a week of detention." I said quietly, leaning against the windshield of the car and crossing my legs. "But it was worth It." I added with a half grin on my face.

Two-Bit clapped me on the shoulder, "yeah and you stole my idea!" he grimaced.

I reached into my book bag and pulled out a can of Monster and a zip-loc baggie of Krack-a-Laid. It was one of my own inventions, Krack-a-Laid was a packet of Kool-Aid mix, a cup of sugar, four bags of pop rocks and seven big, fat Pixie Sticks. I know it sounds gross but I had Spanish next and I needed to get my sugar high on and it wasn't all that bad.

"What's that?" Johnny asked, poking at the Krack-a-Laid.

I smiled, "my own little invention. It's called Krack-a-Laid, it's a sugar high in a bag and when eaten with this..." I shook my can of Monster, "it can get messy, but I've got Spanish next and if I like to make Senorita Bell think I'm really coked out in her class otherwise it's just not fun." I replied, taking a swig of my energy drink.

Ponyboy reached his hand into the zip-loc bag and took a pinch of Krack-a-Laid, laid his head back and sprinkled it into his mouth. "Jacki here is a genius."

I punched his arm, "my name isn't Jacki! It's Jack!" I snapped.

Two Bit smirked, "really cause I thought it was Jackson."

I scowled at him, "it's not it's Jack, goddamn is that so hard for you to understand!" I shouted, actually getting frustrated at this, they knew how to push my buttons and they loved to whenever they could. I hated it.

Johnny and Dally had these smiles on their faces like they had no idea what was going on but liked what they saw. I could tell from then on that I would be hanging around them a lot more often.

The bell rang and we all reluctantly walked into the building. I stopped at my locker and got my stuff for Spanish. I took my time getting for class and walked in just as the bell rang.

"You're lucky Jackson." Senorita Bell reproached me gravely.

I nodded boredly, walked to my seat and dropped my books on my desk. I saw David Snyder a prep that I went to school with out of the corner of my eye and he saw me. I raised my hand. "Puedo ir al bano?" I asked. We had to ask questions and such in Spanish.

"Jackson, you just came out of lunch you should've gone to the bathroom then." Senorita Bell scolded.

"Yeah but it's an emergency." I said quickly, squirming around in my chair and faking a pained expression on my face. I figured I could fake her out. I needed to get out of that class.

She waved me off; I grabbed the pass as I walked out the door. David creeped me out, I didn't like the way he looked at me. He was one of the assholes that hung out with my brother. I didn't like him to begin with but he always looked at me like a fat kid that hasn't eaten in three days looks at a slice of pizza. It was kind of weird.