Thanks: My reviewers thank you! Charmed, thanks for looking over this and all that other stuff. Mike, although you don't know it, the thing you said to Charmed in Wal-Mart is now in my story, so thanks for being mean to Charmed. SORRY FOR THE WAIT! THE STORY WON'T BE UPDATED FAST! I AM MOVING TOMORROW AND SCHOOL IS STARTING AND OTHER THINGS! EXPECT AN UPDATE ABOUT EVERY OTHER WEEK…

Reviewers:

BlackLightningDX- Unexpected, yes.

Charmegdurl1891- Shut up because you KNOW it's funny. Just like I love Jess. Unfortunately, your dad fixed it.

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Disclaimer: I do not own The Outsiders. I don't own much, we sold a lot at our garage sale.

"Now, tell me again why I have to drive him to school?" Tyler asked me the next morning.

"'Cause I said so and I have your drumsticks," I told him. I waved his drumsticks in the air. He made a grab for them but I put them in my backpack.

"Fine," he huffed and grabbed the keys, "What about your school stuff?" he asked Pony. I quickly answered that.

"On the phone last night I got Steve to agree to bring it to school." I can use my brain, sometimes. He seemed a little ticked that I had thought of that. It wasn't hard; it didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out things like that.

Tyler drove us to school; I don't have a problem with his driving. He wasn't fast like his friends were. He was responsible? No, that wasn't the word, and neither was mature. Oh well, he was a good driver.

It rained, so track was canceled. One time, they held track in the school. We ran through the hallways but the teachers didn't appreciate that so we weren't allowed to do that. I ended up having to go to Stop and Shop with Tyler. My mom was at work and so was my dad, it was the only other place I could go. I had money if I wanted to go see a movie, but I didn't feel like going into PJ's for a while.

I was walking around the store for a little bit when Tyler stopped me in one of the aisles.

"Hey, Amb, tampons or pads?" he asked me. I wanted to die of embarrassment. Everybody in the aisle turned to look at him. I continued to walk, hoping that nobody knew it was me he was talking to. When he was taking me home I slapped him across the face.

"Why the hell would you say something like that?"

"Relax, I just wanted to know," he responded.

"Yeah, so you can torment me for the rest of my life?" I didn't talk to him for the rest of the ride home. I got home and made sure my track uniform was getting washed. Then I fed my rabbit.

The girls came over. Jane was trying to get us to get the music for "Dirty Little Secret" by The All-American Rejects. Jane kept singing it and finally pulled the c.d. out of her bag. She put it into my stereo and got it stuck in our heads.

"Guess what Ty did to me today," I told them. Then I told them the whole story. They felt really bad and told me I should be traumatized.

"Jane, I'm gonna kill you! Thanks for gettin' that song stuck in my head," I told her. She made a dash out the door and ran down the stairs into the backyard. The rest of us chased after her. She had ventured far into the wooded part of my backyard. We couldn't tackle her there; she'd get all scratched up. We chased her back into the middle of the yard and Kim grabbed her ankle. She fell to her knees but quickly pried her ankle lose.

"I know a secret," Kim sang as we came back in.

"What?" I asked her.

"Yeah, what?" Erica asked in agreement. Kim smiled and walked towards my room. This was going to be fun. She could keep her mouth shut for days on end. She waited for everybody to come in and then shut my door. I noticed it didn't make a sound and checked out the hinge. Somebody fixed it. Thank the lord!

"It's about Amber," she said, smiling. She pointed to me. I watched as everybody looked at me. What did she know?

"What?" I questioned again.

"You like Ponyboy Curtis," she informed me. How did she know that? There was no way, no way, she could've known that.

"Since when?" I asked her. If I acted like I had no idea what she was talking about, maybe she would drop it.

"Tyler told me so."

"Since when do you talk to Tyler?" This was getting oh-so complicated.

"Maybe I can talk to whomever I choose. No, maybe Tyler had to ask me something and your name popped up." I stared at her.

"Kimberly, you tell me the truth right now!" I snapped at her.

"Whoa, jeez, just because your brother likes me…" she trailed off.

"What?" Megan asked quickly.

"Yeah, he asked me out, do you have a problem with that?"

"No, but he told you I liked Ponyboy? He doesn't know that!"

"He said he asked you about it and you flipped out. Face it, Hun, we all know. It's only a matter of time before Curtis himself finds out." I slapped my head in the forehead.

"Shit," I muttered and fell back onto my bed. This sucked, it really did. "Are you going out with him?"

"No, I don't like him. I like somebody else…"

"Oh, c'mon, you gotta tell us. You all know I like Ponyboy!"

"He's not from 'round here. He goes to Middle Country. He's my mom's hairdresser's son." I wasn't going to take this any further. I had my own problems to worry about. My door flew open.

"I heard that!" Tyler called. "I wonder what Ponyboy will think!" He looked like he just won the lottery.

"Oh, c'mon, Ty, don't tell," I begged him.

"I won't tell him." He told me. He walked out and went into his room.