"Come on Soda, you're going to be late!" My older brother,Darry hollored for the fifth time that morning. The thing was I really wasn't running late at all. Darry just likes being early all the time. Personnally, I don't mind showing up right on time. I don't see why being early for everything is such a big deal.

"I'm hurrying!" I called back as I opened the bathroom door to let the steam out. "Hey, where's my DX shirt?"

My younger brother, Ponyboy, tosses it to me along with a white t-shirt. "It was on my desk chair where you left it. Really Soda, you could be a little neater."

"You both could be neater." Darry commented as he swatted Pony's head. "I seem to remember seeing your sweat shirt for track laying on the couch."

"Oops, sorry Darry." Ponyboy said as he went to retrieve his sweat shirt.

I grinned and went to the kitchen to eat my breakfast. Scrambled eggs with grape jelly. Yeah, I know it sounds gross. But it's actually really good. Well, at least I think it's good. Pony usually makes these disgusted faces at me every morning while he watches me eat. He eats his eggs over easy. Very boring. Darry isn't much better but at least he has his with bacon and tomato on an english muffin.

"Soda, how can you stand to eat that every day?" Ponyboy asked me for probably the billionth time. He sprinkled some salt on his own eggs and wrinkled his nose at me.

"It's good!" I told him. "Try it!"

"No, thank you." Pony replied through a mouthful of plain old boring over easy eggs.

I shrugged. "Okay. But you don't know what you're missing."

Darry just shook his head and said, "Sure, Soda. Look, it's getting late. We need to get going."

I rolled my eyes at him. It was still plenty early. But as I said, DArry has this thing about being early all the time. I don't think he's ever been late for anything. He'll probably even be early for his own funeral. "Awe Darry, we have plenty of time!"

Darry grinned. "Yeah, but I don't want to be late." He looked at Ponyboy. "And speaking of being late, Pony, I don't want you coming in after six tonight. Dinner is at six and I expect you to be here at six."

"Okay Darry." Pony mumbled. Ponyboy is the opposite of Darry when it comes to being on time. He's late for everything. Even though I get annoyed with Darry's having to be early all the time, I'd rather put up with that than Pony's being late. Then again, Pony just doesn't think. Or to be more accurate, he thinks too much and loses track of the time. Even though he has a watch that Darry gave him for his last birthday.

I finished my breakfast with a slice of chocolate cake and a glass of chocolate milk with extra syrup. Okay, so I like sugar. Pony always asks how I can stand eating so much sugar. But, I really don't have an answer. I just like things that taste sweet.

"Okay Darry, I'm ready." I announced standing up.

Darry pretended to breath a sigh of relief. "It's about time. Pony, is Two-Bit picking you up for school?"

Ponyboy nodded. "He should be here shortly with Steve."

"Alright. Se you tonight and remember to be here at six not after." Darry told him as he walked out the door.

I paused to ruffle his hair. "See you later Pony. Tell Steve I'll see him when he comes in for work this afternoon."

"Bye Soda." Pony replied absently as he helped himself to a slice of cake.

I grinned and ran outside to the truck where Darry was already waiting. Another typical Curtis breakfast was officially over and now it was time to face the rest of the day.