Chapter 2: Something to do

Later that afternoon, a guard had came to me and Chris' cell. It was time for him to go. Chris came up to me.

"Keep your head up. You got three more days."

"Yeah."

We shook each other's hand and pulled each other into a hug.

"Be easy," I said as he walked out. He nodded at me and walked away with the guard.

The next day, I sat the table I usually sit at. I sit with a group but I usually hang out with Chris. I sat there listening to their conversation, but I didn't get anything out of it. I was too busy thinking about my family. Especially Danny.

When lunch was over, I walked out of the cafeteria to my cell, suddenly the guy I beat up yesterday stopped right in front of me. Did I mention that his name was Scar?

"You got lucky yesterday. I want a rematch."

"You don't deserve one."

"The hell I do!"

At that moment, Scar threw a punch into my face. Now normally, I would have thrown a punch right back at him. But if I fought somewhere else other than the boxing arena, I would have gotten in trouble. Good thing the guards got to him before I lost my temper.

Scar lost his recess privileges. Speaking of recess, I was punching the boxing bag during that time. I had nothing else to do anyway. While I was doing that, I was reminiscing about my young greaser days.

It was pretty cool having a rep like that. I wasn't exactly the toughest but I had a real good rep. I remembered the rumble. I sometimes laughed at when I spat blood in that soc's face.

After recess, I got to use the phone. Since it was my last two days there, I got to make two phone calls. First I called my wife, Kasie. The phone rang twice and then…

"Hello."

"Hey baby."

"Trix! Hey!"

"Hey. Danny made it to Tulsa okay?"

"Yeah. Sodapop called me this morning. They all went hanging out the other night at the movies."

"That's good. How have you been?"

"I've been fine. I get to have some girl time."

I laughed. I loved my wife. She should be able to come live with us in Tulsa pretty soon. She was trying to see if her job could get relocated. I finished my conversation with Kasie and then decided to call Sodapop. It was night by now.

"Hello."

"Ponyboy?"

"…Who is this calling?"

"It's Trix!"

"Oh! Hey!"

"What's up? How's everyone doing? How's Danny?"

"Everyone's fine. Danny and the other kids went riding around. Keith is in town also."

"Cool. You gonna be there to pick me up also?"

"You know I will. Everyone's coming. Darry said he going to drop by, but he will have to get back to the college quickly. He can't wait to see you."

"I can't wait to see you guys-Oh. I gotta go. My phone time is up. See you in two days!"

"All right. See ya'. Danny can't wait!"

We both hung up. Both of us couldn't wait. I kinda knew that Jack, Houston, Rachel and Keith wouldn't be that excited. I knew that they would be interested in seeing me though.

I walked back to my lonely cell. I laid down and just stared at the ceiling. In two days I'll be waking up to family and chocolate cake. That nearly killed me here. No chocolate cake at all. I don't know how long it had been ever since I had some chocolate cake.

It seemed like it was my turn to get my life straight. Ponyboy had written a book, Soda and Steve became the owners of the DX, and Darry had gone to college. Ponyboy had married Cathy, you remember her don't you. She was the girl that used go out with Bryon…

I sometimes wonder what ever happened to him. Soda said that no one had ever seen him after Mark's funeral. I hoped he was okay. I was really worried about the guy. I basically didn't know what happened to anyone. I hear that Tim and Curly Shepard are still running things. I wonder what happened to Terry Jones.

I decided to just forget about it and turned over. I was tired. I did a lot of punching on that punching bag.