A/n: I hope you like it. I wrote half of this in Music, Italian, Social Studies, and Science. I absolutely hate MATH! Gym's cool though. Coz my gym teacher's cool and a Yankee fan. Well, here's chapter three, freshly written in the back of my computer notebook. LOL!

CHAPTER 3: Our Lives

Ponyboy's POV

My vision came back and I found myself on the ground. Candi and Ronnie were leaning over me and I saw Johnny sitting against the fountain, holding his switchblade. It was bright red to the hilt.

"I killed him...I killed him," he muttered. I turned my head to see Cherry's boyfriend, Bob, lying there in his own pool.

"I think I'm gonna be sick!" I exclaimed. I jumped up and ran about twelve feet away and I threw up. I was shivering from being dunked and I sat down on the spin-around thing. Candi, Ronnie, and Johnny walked over.

Johnny's POV

I really killed him. This would get me thrown in jail for sure. I'd probably never see J.T. again.

"What happened?" Ponyboy asked.

"They. They was drowning so I stabbed him. They all ran when I stabbed him," I stuttered, wiping the blade on the grass to clean it.

"What are we going to do?" Ponyboy asked.

"Dally'll know what to do." I turned to Candi and Ronnie. "You should get out of here. Two-Bit and the others will be worried. And you didn't do anything."

"C'mon Johnny! Did you actually think we'd let you two run away without us?" Ronnie asked, cracking a grin.

"C'mon. Let's get to Dally before the cops get here," Candi stated.

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Ronnie's POV

We practically ran to Buck's place. We knocked on the door and out stumbled Buck himself.

"What do you want?" He managed to stutter. This guy was definitely drunk.

"We need to see Dally," Ponyboy said. Buck just looked at us.

"Tell him it's Johnny, Ponyboy, Candi, and Ronnie. He'll come!" Johnny stated. Buck stumbled back inside and we waited about three minutes until Dally came to the door.

"What's up?" He asked. He was wearing low cut jeans and had no shirt one. Okay! I have to admit, I like this guy. But he 'likes' Cherry Valance 'supposedly'. Stupid Soc!

"Johnny killed a Soc," Ponyboy stated.

"Good for you," Dally said.

"I was thinking, you would know what to do. You would know where to go," Johnny stuttered.

"C'mon in," Dally said, grabbing Ponyboy by the collar. "Pony, are you wet?"

"Ya," Ponyboy said through chattering teeth.

"Good lord! You'll die of pneumonia before the cops get to you!" Dally exclaimed. He motioned for us to follow him and we entered an empty bedroom.

"Here," Dally said, throwing one of Buck's shirts at Ponyboy. He handed Johnny a gun (fully loaded) and a wad of $50.

"Take the 3:15 freight to Windrixville. Go to Jay Mountain. There's an old abandon church. Buy a week's supply of food in the morning. Stay in there and don't as so much stick your nose out that door you here me," Dally explained. "And I thought New York was the only place where I could get rapped up in a murder rap." So we headed off.

"Good luck and stay safe!" Dally yelled after us.

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J.T's POV

"How far could they go?" Darry asked. Right at that second, Two-Bit burst in.

"Have you guys seen Candi? She didn't come home last night!"

"She must've gone with Johnny, Ronnie, and Ponyboy," I sighed. Finally I got it. "Dally!"

"What?" Every one asked, looking at me confusedly.

"Soda. Who would you go to if you were in Johnny's shoes?" I questioned.

"To Dally. Coz I know he'd know what to do," Sodapop said.

"Exactly," I said. Everyone bolted for the door to head to Buck Merrill's place.

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Candi's POV

I woke up to Ponyboy shaking my shoulder.

"Where's Johnny and Ronnie?" I asked, sitting up.

"They went to get supplies," Pony explained.

"Oh," I sighed.

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Ponyboy's POV

"A loaf of bread...and a week's supply of baloney. Peanut butter," Johnny said, unpacking the box of stuff he and Ronnie went to get.

"Gone With the Wind. How did you know I always wanted it?" I asked.

"I remember you said something once. We saw the movie, remember?" Johnny said.

"Maybe you can read it out loud to kill time," Ronnie stated.

"Thanks a lot," I thanked. I went on taking stuff from the bag. "Cigarettes, A deck of cards, Peroxide?" I thought for a second. "You ain't thinking?"

"We'll cut our hair, you'll bleach yours. Our descriptions will be in the newspaper," Johnny stated.

"Me and Candi are just going to change our hair style," Ronnie added.

"You ain't gonna touch my hair!" I exclaimed.

"You'd have to, anyway, if we got caught. The judge would make you get a haircut," Ronnie sighed.

"I don't see why," I stated.

"I don't know either. It's just the way they try to break us. I'm gonna cut mine, too, and wash the grease out," Johnny said, pulling his blade from his pocket.

"You ain't touching my hair," I commanded.

"It will grow back. It's not that it won't," Candi put in. She was right. "Go ahead." Johnny started to cut my hair and it really killed.

"Sorry. Damn knife," Johnny apologized.

"Don't pull so hard!" I yelled.

"Quit gabbing," Candi said as Ronnie held back her laughter. Boy, did they think this was funny.

"Can I see now?" I asked, ignoring as my two friends broke out in laughter.

"No, we gotta bleach it first," Johnny stated.

"Bleach it and quit cutting!" I exclaimed, getting kind of mad as Candi and Ronnie doubled over in laughter.

An hour later,

"This will do it. Here," Johnny said, handing me a broken mirror. Ronnie and Candi broke out in laughter once again.

"Jeez, this really makes me look tough," I sighed, taking a long drag on my cigarette.

"Go ahead. Get your jollies," Johnny said, sitting down and handing me the knife.

"My pleasure." Ronnie and Candi were watching intently now, trying hard not to look at each other and break out laughing.

"Yeah, I know it is. Be nice," Johnny said and Ronnie broke out laughing, causing Candi to break out laughing.

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Still Ponyboy's POV

"Well, I guess we're disguised," Johnny sighed. We were standing at the lake, looking at our reflection. Ronnie didn't look bad. Neither did Candi. Both had short, layered haircuts. Johnny had a short hair cut. Me and Candi had to bleach our hair. Candi was already a brown/blonde but now she's a pure blonde, like me.

"I guess so," I said. I hated my reflection. I didn't even know this person.

"It's just hair," Ronnie stated.

"It ain't us. It's like being in a costume you can't get out of and I hate it," I snapped.

"Well, we gotta get used to it, Ponyboy," Candi sighed.

"We're in big trouble. It's our looks or us," Johnny added.

Cause these are the days worth living

These are the years we're given

And these are the moments

These are the times

Let's make the best out of our lives