A/N: Mrs. Benji Madden: okay, I wasn't saying that Soda wouldn't make a good dad, he's just worried that he might not because he's so young and doesn't have a high school education. Oh and I always pictured Steve as a total asshole soo…. Oh, and I talk to myself all the time to, I'm not making fun of the practice! (Hey that actually sounded kinda smart).
Okay, so I've been forgetting the disclaimer so here it is for this and all chappies okay?
Disclaimer: I don't own The Outsiders.
Soda's POV
Steve and I had been fighting all day, I know about Evie. I just don't see how Steve, my best buddy since forever could do something like that. I could never do that to Tay. I jumped in the ford, Darry had the day off because he's getting kinda sick so his boss made him, I was going to pick up Justine and take her with me for the weekend, Ponyboy was going to spend it with Emily so I couldn't take him.
When I got to the school I pulled up around back where the greasers usually hung out. Justine was saying something to Johnny, she laughed at his response and looked like she was going to say something else but she saw me, waved and dragged Johnny over.
"He waited with me the whole time for you, let's just drop him off before we go" She said, I nodded my head and they hopped in the truck.
After we had been driving for a while Justine turned and looked at me…"does Darry know about Taylor?" She looked at me for a minute…"no" I mumbled. She nodded her head, can you keep a secret Soda?" She didn't wait for my answer, she knew that I would. "I'm going out with Johnny…have been for a couple months." I looked at her; she looked scared that she told me. I nodded slowly "Did you guys…" "Ya" She looked tired and I frowned, I didn't like the thought of my baby sister doing those things. "Here's the place".
Justine's POV
I woke up in the ford cold and sweating, my pajamas were ripped, Soda looked over at me and frowned, "what's wrong." "Nothing" I lied, "I…I was just thinking about Maggie and-" Soda sighed, he felt bad about Maggie but he could see through my cover, "What's really wrong?" He asked. I couldn't tell him…"just nevermind" I mumbled, "tell me" he looked mad and hurt. I told him about the dreams about Tim, he looked at me like I was crazy.
"It's getting to me Sodapop, I have to go away…I just know I do.
In the end Soda and I ended up coming home the next day, we had to, Two-Bit was having a protest. We spent that whole day dressing up in Mickey costumes and getting ready, that night we went to the station headquarters (I have no idea whether that would be in Tulsa or not but we're pretending it is…come on boys and girls, pretend.) When we arrived we grinned Two-Bit held up his sigh laughing…we looked like some deranged hippies…" Bring Mickey back, your such a dumb ass…we want Mickey…bring mucky back your such a dumb ass"
Two-bit POV
I had been chanting and protesting for hours when Shannon showed up, she looked grave. I kissed her "what's up honey?" She stared at me "Two-Bit, You're a filthy Greaser and I hate you" She practically cried before running off down the street, I watched her go and then dropped my sign and bolted home, a thousand thoughts running through my head, she was shallow, way more shallow than me even! Oh god, what was the world coming to, when I walked into the curtsies house I saw Ponyboy and Emily on the couch, topless, making out. They were really going at it and didn't seem to notice me, Ponyboy was kissing her neck and Emily kept moaning a lot. Man, I wished I had a girl, and one that hot, Pony was lucky! Oh god they looked happy together, shit was I in for it. Oh god.
Jess's POV
Dally and I stayed at the protest for a while before heading back to my hotel. Once there dally smirked at me, I knew what he was thinking but I was trying to avoid him actually saying it. "Why are you here?" I looked at him and sighed, "I thought you hated me after New York" dally stared at me, the truth was I did but I wasn't going to let him know that.
"Dallas I came here because, because Brent needs yer help" Dallas stared at me like he couldn't believe I had just said that. "My help?" "Ya, he's in major shit and y'know we need all the people we can get, we got the pigs after us and everythin man, c'mon you gotta do it, c'mon man, please!" I was practically begging him but he didn't seem to notice.
"Ya I'll come, he was always there for me. Chessie… I" He looked so helpless "I'm sorry bout New York, I didn't mean to just leave you like that." I grinned at him and kissed him, "so you'll come help?" "You know it darlin'" he kissed me and pushed me down onto the bed, I groaned THIS was the Dally I remembered, the confident don't-give-me-shit-cause-I-don't-take-it attitude, as he rubbed my hair and stroked my back I sighed and kissed his neck, pulling away I sighed "Poor Two-Bit, looks like that chick broke up with him" Dally nodded his head and kissed me again, I rolled away from him, I knew better than to fall in love with Dallas Winston.
Steve's POV
I had to see her again. I wasn't ever sure what was pulling me in that direction but I just had to, I had fallowed her home like a stalker once so I knew where she lived, I walked until I was outside her house and then I looked up into her window.
I could see her from the street sitting there listening to music, The Beatles probably-they were her favorite. And he could see her in her little slip singing along, trying to make her voice sound as good as theirs-to me it already did. I walked up to the house…then back down, up, down, up, down, up…then I looked in the window…her boyfriend was there, shit man, I could kill myself.
Dally's POV
Jess and I left the next day, we took Bucks T-Bird, and I left a note for the Curtsies in case they happened to take an interest in where I was going, I knew that I would probably never come back, once I got to New York and saw Brent I would fight for him, and most likely die before I could ever return to Tulsa, and sadly, as I sat there, knowing my fate I didn't really care, nothing really mattered to me.
My long time friend Tim Shepard was dead and we didn't know why, I was gong to fucking New York to meet my death and I didn't feel any emotions. I looked at Jess and I could tell, neither did she.
A/N: Okay so that's that. They're we go! Now review!….please.
