(6 weeks later)
JC''s P.O.V.
Today was the day when I moved into my new place down in Tulsa, and I couldn''t wait. The whole gang stood around me, grim expressions on their faces. Even though we hadn''t liked each other, I was the best leader they could find. I was wise and cunning and brave and strong and I always had a plan. But now DJ was in charge. My gang was just made up of Chewy, DJ, Peligo, Atlas and Eric and DJ had been second lieutenant, so he was the new leader and Atlas was now second lieutenant.
""Well, I guess I''ll be seein'' y''all around. I mean, I''m only down in Tulsa for Christ''s sakes!"" I said, attempting to cheer the boys up. I was actually smiling (which I hadn''t done in about six years) and the boys only seemed grim. We had been close, I mean we were friends, even though we acted like we were just in the same gang. We had always been there for each other, but maybe now I could make some real friends, I figured.
""I figger we''ll be missin'' ya, Winston."" Eric said through teary eyes. He was actually crying! Eric had always been weak, but I had never expected him to cry.
I wacked Eric in the head, affectionetaly, and said to him with a sneer, ""Ya keep cryin'' like that and I''ll have ta beat the tar outa ya."" with that and a wave, and got into this kid named Steve Randle''s car and drove on down to my new place.
PONYBOY''s P.O.V.
""Ponyboy, get inside, will ya?"" Darry said to me, pulling me into the house. I knew he didn''t want me to meet this JC kid, but he didn''t have to man handle me. I would''ve gone in on my own, even though I did want to catch a glimpse of ''Darry''s worst nightmare.''
Steve''s car pulled up about fifteen minutes later and out stepped Steve and a boy of about seventeen. He was tall, lean and slouchy like a panther, with glowering eyes and all. His hair was jet black and greased back. He was wearing a tight black shirt and straight-leg blue jeans and a pair of Chuck Taylor''s.
Steve walked up to our house. The JC kid leaned back against Steve''s car, looking around with interest. ""He ain''t as bad as he sounds, Superman."" Steve mumbled to Darry at the door. ""I mean, he moved away from Brumly for a reason.""
Darry had one of those looks on his face that covers up what he''s thinking. Maybe he was actually considering. He followed Steve outside. I could see Darry and the JC kid shaking hands, and then talking. The JC kid smiled this goofy smile that looked too big for his face. His teeth were really white for a hood, I thought sitting down next to Soda and Two-Bit. The JC kid followed Steve and Darry in after about ten minutes or so. Well, Darry''s okay with him...
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