Love Too True

Finally, after many days of traveling on the road, they reached their destination. On the outskirts of Chicago, Darry drove the truck up to an old Victorian house. That house looks so familiar, but I can't tell where I've seen it before...Pont thought. A man, about 50 years old, walked off the porch and greeted them.

"Nice t' see y'all made it. Here's the key to the house Darrel. If there's any problems with the house, just call me. You should have my phone number." And he got in his car, and drove away.

"Well," Darry said. "Lets go in and get settled down."

"Alright! Lets get this shindig on the road! Woot!" Two-Bit ran into the house, screaming at the top of his lungs, with Darry chasing after him. Pony just shook his head and made his way towards the old house. He walked inside. It was, for the most part, covered in dust. Okay, I know I've seen this house before, but I just can't put my finger on it. Caught up in thought, the younger boy didn't notice the presences of another person beside him.

"What's wrong Pony?"

"What? Oh, it's nothing Soda. It's just, I think I've seen this house before. I just don't know from where."

"Maybe you recognize it from that dream you told me about. Didn't ya say it was an old, brokeen-down Victorian house?"

"Yeah. I did. Thanks Sodapop."

"No problem. Now, lets look around. This place looks like fun." Soda ran off to parts unknown. Pony just laughed, and put his hands in his jeans pocket. But, when he searched around his left pocket, he didn't feel the coin anymore. Shrugging it off, he ran off after Soda.

After a couple hours of fighting over who got which bedroom, they all were settled in by day break. The windows were all boarded up so no sunlight got in. Upstairs, everyone were in their rooms. Darry got the first room with Two-Bits right across the hall(so he could keep an eye on him). Dally and Johnny shared a room. And Pony and Soda got the last room.

Tossing and turning, Pony tried to get a comfortable position to sleep in. As he tried turning to face the wall, arms wrapped around his waist, preventing his from moving any farther.

"Pony, get to sleep, baby." Soda said tiredly.

"Sorry, Soda." Pony closed his eyes and, withing an hour or so, finally got to sleep.

The Emcee: Again, sorry for the short chapter, but I didn't think I needed to put anything else in this chapter.