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I woke up early the next morning. I had fallen asleep on the couch, watching for Ponyboy. I wished it was all a dream, a very bad dream. Unfortunately, as I checked Pony's room he wasn't there. Inside, Soda was sleeping, tangled up in his sheets. He had a few hours until work so I figured I wouldn't bother him. He was up late last night worrying about Ponyboy. I'm surprised any of us got sleep. I walked back into the living room to see Dally coming in. Darry was asleep on the couch.

"You're up early," I told him.

"Yeah, woke up to the sounds of the fuzz beating down my door," he answered.

"Dal, why?" I asked. "Are you in trouble?" I never cared for him, but he was part of the gang and we all looked out for each other.

"I'm fine; this Soc guy was murdered last night. They questioned me." I put my hand to my mouth.

"You better not have," I said sternly.

"Relax, I didn't. They just picked me up 'cause they know me. I'm constantly in there being questioned. The guy had friend who identified the suspects. I wasn't one of them." I sighed a sigh of relief.

"Oh good, have you seen Pony?" I asked him. If he was up early he might have.

"Uh, yeah, that's why I came here. Johnny and Pony are their suspects." It took all I had to keep from screaming.

"Are you serious?" I asked him.

"Yeah, said I didn't know them real well or anything." I sat down and bit my nail.

"Pony and Johnny, are you sure?" Oh god, Darry was going to have a fit.

"Yeah, but I think when I saw them last night briefly they said they were heading to Texas. I accidentally let that slip."

"Dallas, you didn't!" I screamed. Darry stirred. "Oh, shit," I whispered.

"What's going on? Is Pony back?" he asked, sitting up.

"No, but Dally heard that he and Johnny murdered a Soc last night. They're on the run, in Texas," I told him. I was a safe distance away.

"They're what?" he nearly screamed.

"I was hauled in this morning," Dally told him. Darry pushed Dally against the wall.

"You let them go to Texas?" he screamed.

"Who's going to Texas?" Soda asked innocently. He walked out into the living room and yawned.

"Pony and Johnny are going, they're on the run," I said quickly before Darry could yell anymore.

"On the run?" he said confused. "Pony and Johnny are on the run?" he repeated.

"Yeah, the fuzz think they murdered some Soc," Two-Bit answered, walking through the door.

"How do you know this?" I asked him.

"It's only on the front page of every newspaper in town," Steve answered for him.

"I can't believe li'l ol' Johnnycake would be able to kill somebody," I said. I figured it was Johnny since Pony didn't carry a blade. Pony was too sweet to kill anybody.

Soda, Darry and Steve left for work. It took a lot to persuade Darry and Soda to go. I don't know how I managed to get them to go. All I know is that I had to make sure the house was clean. The state was bound to show up unexpected at our doorstep any minute now due to this affair.

Two-Bit left as I scrambled to clean the house. I had to hide all the illegal beer. We really only had it because of Two-Bit. Darry didn't like the fact that I drank so I never really did at home. Occasionally I did, when I was bored and he was at work. I got rid of the broken lamps and made the beds. I cleaned the dishes from breakfast. I decided to bake a cake for the social worker. I burnt the cake and the frosting wasn't sweet. So what, I had to deal with it.

"Do not touch this cake," I warned Two-Bit. Dally left to go talk totem about something.

"I won't, you made it, 'sides, I have a date with Kathy." I nodded. Kathy was his girlfriend.

I was sitting on the couch with my feet on the coffee table. I was watching the television even though nothing good was on. I just hoped Darry would be home before the state came. Knock, knock…

Damn, too late…