Sorry I took so dang long to update, but I have a serious case of writer's block with this story. And sorry it's another short chapter. REALLY SORRY!!

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Michael's Pov

"Are you mad?"

"Why would I be mad?"

"Because you're stomping. You always stomp when you're angry. Look, you're so angry the rocks you're stepping on are turning into dust!"

I stopped.

Ryan smiled at me. I felt myself begin to smile too so I looked away to keep my angry composure. This made him grin.

"I knew you couldn't stay mad at me. What'd I do? Is it because of outside your house earlier?"

"Yes!" I looked at him angrily. I glared at him so he would feel at least a little bad, but he just kept smiling.

"You're so cute. Mikey, no one saw. It's okay."

"We don't know if someone saw! What if I go home and my dad is sitting alone in the dark all creepy like and says sadly, 'Michael...sit down. We have to talk.' And then he yells at me for being gay!"

"Or yells at you for waiting so long to tell him your were gay!"

I lowered my head.

"Your dad won't get mad. He loves you a lot and is very understanding."

"And you know this...how?"

Ryan lifted my chin so I looked into his eyes. "I just do." He then kissed me.

I closed my eyes and melted into it, but then realized anyone could see us!

I pushed him off me, "didn't we just talk about this sorta thing in public!"

"Then wouldn't it help if you lowered your voice?" Ryan cocked an eyebrow, smirking.

I sighed frustratingly, grabbed his t-shirt, and dragged him into a sort of alleyway between two houses that led down to a park, but it was shaded good.

I pressed him against the wall and kissed him.

He opened his mouth to me and my tongue went explorin'.

He placed his hands on my hips and slid them up my t-shirt.

It made me shiver with desire when he moaned while brushing his fingertips over my chest.

I stopped when I felt my lips start to feel a little numb.

Ryan smiled and took his hands out of my top and then kissed my cheek. He nuzzled his head on my shoulder.

I wrapped my arms around him and sighed happily. "Let's not go to school today."

He shook his head a little and then looked back up at me, sadly. "I don't want to go, but we got to." Then he said playfully, tilting his head, "besides, aren't you worried that someone will get suspicious that both of us are away?"

"Ohmigod! You're totally right!" I said dumbfounded.

"Come on, we gotta hurry, or we'll be late!" I walked out of the alley and back onto the path.

"I was only kidding, Michael," Ryan caught up to me.

"But you made a great point!" I said. He rolled his eyes.

Johnny's Pov

"So...Have you made your decision 'bout me stayin' here for a while?" I put some breakfast on his plate, then stood back.

Ponyboy looked at me sadly, then down at his food, "well, I've thought about it and..."

He scooped some of the bacon with his fork and put it in his mouth.

"OHMIGOD! WOW!" He almost choked.

I grinned.

"Johnny, this is amazing!!! It's so good it should be freakin' illegal!!!"

I pretended to be modest, "stop, it's not that good."

"Are you kidding! Wow!" He began to stuff his face like Michael had earlier.

"So...like you were saying..." I asked.

He looked up a little confused, and then remembered.

He finished the food in his mouth and then spoke, "well..." he looked unsure but then looked down at breakfast, "I guess it can't hurt to have you 'round." He looked back up at me, "but this is just temporary! So you have time to find another place."

I grinned, "thanks Ponyboy! I guess I'll be making you breakfast again then?"

Ponyboy grinned and nodded quickly.

I turned around to face the stove, and smirked since he couldn't see me.

"We've got a spare room upstairs. It needs some cleaning up since we've been using it as a storage room for all of Michael's baby stuff, but it's got a bed so I guess you can sleep there."

"Why didn't you tell me about this yesterday?"

Ponyboy thought about and then shrugged, "I wasn't thinking straight."

I went over to the couch and picked up my bag of clothes and things that I had brought here yesterday, "Kay, well I better go put my stuff up there."

Ponyboy nodded.

I went upstairs, and regretted not asking where it was, but it didn't take me too long to find it.

I opened the door, and yeah it was a pretty big mess.

I climbed over old prams and toys of Michael's from over the years and opened the wardrobe to sit my bag in their.

But that's when I noticed my reflection in the huge mirror against the door...and not only my reflection.

A man was standing behind me in the distance, against Michael's old crib. He looked angry. And I knew who it was. It was Darry.

I turned around quickly, but he was gone.

I looked back at the mirror and it was just my reflection again.

My heart was beating quickly with fear, but now Jill was out of the picture. Ponyboy's lived his life and conquered his goals. Now I'm allowed to step in, no matter how much Darry is against it.

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How many times has that ghost in the mirror thing been done? Oh well, I love it when they do that in tv! There are going to be no more appearances of Darry! This is no supernatural haunting fic or whatever. REVIEW!!!!!:D