((Ponyboy's POV))

Ah, finally Friday night. I made it through the first week of school. It was now 6 o' clock and I was just getting home from track practice. They're really working us this year.

I walked in and saw the TV on but Soda asleep on the couch…with Kristina asleep on top of him with her head resting on his chest and his arm draped over her lower back.

The evil side of me wanted to walk out and walk back in and slam the door as loud as I could, but my nice brotherly side got the best of me. I just didn't have it in me to do something mean to Sodapop. My feelings were apparently different from Darry's though.

Darry walked into the room gave me an evil grin and kicked the couch and yelled.

"HEY LITTLE BUDDY!"

Kristina didn't even flinch and Soda slowly opened his eyes but stayed in the same position.

"Hey there Darry." He said smiling innocently. Darry didn't really like, well girls lying on top of Soda.

Kristina then woke up. Weird how she doesn't wake up to Darry yelling, but to Soda whispering.

"Oh… Hey Darry." Kristina said sitting up.

"Hello Kristina." Darry said smiling forcefully.

"I'm…I'm just gonna go… and do..something. See ya!" she said and looked like she was contemplating kissing Soda goodbye then decided against it and got up.

She kind of laughed a little bit and patted me on the back. "Later Pony."

"See ya." I responded.

"Soda.." Darry started once she left.

"Come on Darry you know we didn't do nothin'." Soda said.

"Really how do I know that?" Darry retorted back.

"Well Pony's right there and if I was going to do something I wouldn't do it in our living room."

"Pony just got home and thanks Soda that second part made me feel a lot better about it." Darry responded rolling his eyes.

"Darry I'm not a little kid." Soda said frustrated.

Darry sighed. "Yeah I know your not, little buddy." He said ruffling Soda's hair.

What? That never works when I say it!

"How come that never works for me?" I asked offended.

"Because you on the other hand are a kid, kiddo!" Soda said completely messing up my hair.

"Oh you're dead!" I said tackling him to the floor.

"Come on Soda! You're supposed to making dinner!" Darry said throwing his hands in the air in defeat and walked away leaving us wrestling on the floor.

((Later that night))

"Hey Pony are you awake?" I heard Soda whisper to me in bed.

"No." I replied groaning.

"Ha! Trick question you're awake if you answered." He said and even though I had my eyes closed I knew he was grinning that movie-star smile of his.

"Okay Soda, what?" I asked opening my eyes.

"I have to talk to you." He responded.

"Yeah I got that, about what?"

"I think I'm in love with her." He responded.

Exactly what I feel like talking about at 3 am; how my brother is in love as the same girl as me. All that brought me to say my next comment.

"Who? Sandy?" I asked sarcastically. I felt him glare at me.

"Look I'm sorry Soda but it wasn't too long ago we were having this conversation and the topic wasn't Kristina." I said.

"Yeah I know, but it's different with her. I mean it's barely been a week and I already feel it. I didn't feel this way with Sandy in the beginning."

"You sure you're not just on the rebound?" I asked hoping for a yes answer. I kind of felt that way all along, that Kristina was just his rebound girl. I'm guessing I was unfortunately wrong.

"Yeah I'm sure. It seemed like with Sandy I was always trying to do something to impress her. I didn't mind it, but with Kristina I can be myself and I don't know, it seems like just me doing that impresses her." He said. What the hell do I say to that?

"Do you think you'd feel that way if Sandy were still here?" I asked.

"Yeah actually I think I would. I keep trying to find something wrong with her, something that bothers me, but I can't Pony, I mean no one is flawless right?"

"I guess not." I said yawning.

"And it seems like every girl I loved whether it was romantically or not has left me, every single one. But Kristina just got here, she isn't going to leave me and after Sandy you don't know what a relief that is." He said with his eyes closed.

"You really did have to talk huh Soda?" I said.

He half-smiled. "Yeah I guess so. You can go back to not sleeping now, kiddo."

I rolled my eyes. "Goodnight Soda." But of course he was already asleep now that I was practically awake. Soda loves Kristina. I like Kristina. Throw in a little bit of Scott Anderson wanting Kristina and well… I have a feeling some drama will be occurring in the future…

((Dally's POV))

I wanted to kick my own ass for allowing myself to get back with Sylvia. She was already annoying the piss out of me. It also just might have been where I was. She drug me to a middle classer's party, so both greasers and Socs were here.

"Dally are you listening to me?" she asked. I looked over at her. She really was pretty, she's just.. I can't trust her.

"Yeah." I responded and turned around and saw none other than Scott Anderson.

"Be right back." I said glaring,

"Aw no Dally come on, no fights tonight please?" she said grabbing my arm. I guess she could tell I was looking for a fight.

I sighed and sat down. After about 30 seconds of fidgeting I got up again.

"I just need to talk." I said walking away and heard her whining "Dally no!" in the background.

"Yo Anderson." I said walking straight up to him.

"What do you want Winston?" he said toughly but I could see it in his eyes he was scared.

"Are you trying to hook up with my friends girl?" I asked getting in his face.

"Who?"

"Don't get smart with me. Kristina Ross. " I said glaring at him.

He smirked. "Well actually I'm trying to do more than hook up."

"Hah, really? I said faking him out.

"Well.." he said cockily.

"WELL HOW BOUT IF YOU TOUCH HER I WILL SLOWLY MURDER YOU!" I yelled grabbing his throat and choking him.

There was suddenly a big crowd around us and I heard Sylvia screaming at me and I turned and saw that Scott was getting a little too red so I let go.

"There's your warning asshole." I said and walked away hearing him gasping for air.

"What the hell was that about?" Sylvia said running up to me.

"He's trying to mess with Soda's girl." I said walking out of the house.

"Who? The perfect little blonde girl you had to rescue?" she said grabbing my shoulder to stop me.

"Yeah what's it to you?" I retorted.

"Gee you sure she's Soda's girl?" she said crossing her arms.

"Yes I am sure. It's not even like that Sylvia." I said getting pissed off.

"Whatever Dally, you got you're priorities real screwed up. Call me when you got them in order." She said and stalked off.

"Bitch…" I mumbled.