Chapter 3: Last Day

Man, I thought that this day would never end. It went by real slow. During recess, I lifted weights to pass time by. It still went by slow. It would be a while though. Everyone would have to take a plane to Georgia to pick me up. They were going to fly me back to Tulsa. Finally the day ended. The guards escorted me down the hall. I looked into one cell and saw Scar.

"I'll get you!" he yelled.

"You ain't gettin' out," I replied calmly.

That was the truth. The guy had life for murdering someone. They're some crazy people in this world. He did this on purpose.

The guards escorted me outside. As I walked closer to the fence, I could see a bunch of people sitting outside of the car. That must be the guys. I smiled. I looked back at the penitentiary. No more guard posts, no more nasty food, no more psychos. I reached the gate and walked outside. Freedom.

"Trix!" yelled Soda.

"Yeah!" I yelled back walking towards my brothers and friends.

We all came into a bare hug. When I got out, I saw Cathy sitting at the car.

"Cathy?"

"Hey Trix."

I went up and hugged her. I actually didn't think that their relationship would go on for that long.

I talked with Two-Bit, Darry, Steve, Soda and Cathy. We finally got into the rented car and went towards the airport.

We finally got to Tulsa. I fell asleep after laughing at Two-Bit trying to mess with the instructor. None of these guys have changed a bit. We got off the plane and two cars were waiting for us outside. Curly and Tim Shepard were right next to it.

"Welcome back," said Tim with a straw in his mouth.

"How you feel?" asked Curly.

"Free," I answered.

Darry drove a car back to his college and the rest of us took a van to the house. It was 1:00 pm by the time that I got home and the kids were still at school. Which meant that I might have to wait a while to see Danny.

Later on that afternoon, the school had gotten out and the kids should be on their way. Soda and I were sitting on the couch. I was staring at a picture of Danny. He had brought it with him from Atlanta. He had some semi-long hair, kind of like I used to wear it.

The door opened up and I looked to see who was coming through the door, hoping it was Danny. Nah. It wasn't. It was Soda and Pony's kids, Jack and Rachel.

"Are you Trix?" asked Jack pointing to me.

"Yup," I answered.

"You look pretty tough."

"That's the truth."

Jack smiled and I saw a little smirk on Rachel's face. Finally, I asked,

"Where's Danny?" Rachel answered,

"He's at Two-Bit's with Houston. Keith wanted to win his money back."

"Just like me."

"That's the truth," said Soda.

We all talked for a while, I really got to know Jack and Rachel. Jack was just like his dad, but Rachel always seemed to be complaining about something. It was funny when she talked about people though. Ponyboy came in later.

Suddenly the door flew open and Houston was standing there breathing hard. Ponyboy recognized the expression on his son's face.

"What's wrong? Where's Danny?" he asked.

Fear struck through me. Was Danny hurt?

"Some socs are jumping Danny."

I jumped up and Soda did the same.

"Cathy, call the cops," yelled Ponyboy and Cathy obeyed.

Everyone ran outside and Ponyboy and me were the first ones to reach the scene. There were a bunch of kids standing around. Danny was on ground unconscious. The teenagers were about to run when they saw us, but Soda blocked their path. We all surrounded them and made sure that they didn't escape. I wanted them to be jailed for hurting my son. I was kneeled down and holding him in my arms. He was still breathing normally, so I knew he would be alright. Finally the cops and ambulance showed up and they put Danny on a stretcher. They had to check for a concussion. It seemed like he woke up while he was on the stretcher and took a glance at me. I don't think he recognized him immediately. I wanted him to wake up as soon as possible after the hospital.