A/N: Hey, whaddup? Yeah, weird, anyways...I hope everyone is having a good day, and I hope that this story will make it a little bit better. So, reviews are always welcome, duh! If there are any questions, comments, or concerns just let me know. Also, if anyone has any suggestions as to where they would like to see the story go, just tell me. I have an idea, but ideas are always welcome! Happy reading!

Disclaimer:Not mine. If they were, I probably wouldn't be doing this. Pretty simple, eh?

"Soda, Pony! Come on guys, time to wake up!" yelled Darry from the kitchen where he was making breakfast. As soon as the smell of eggs and bacon reached their room, Sodapop was out of bed and ready to go. Ponyboy, on the other hand, was hoping that if he covered himself with the blanket he would disappear and not have to go to school.

"Ponyboy Curtis, get out of that bed! Come on, you only have a few more days of school till break!"

Ponyboy's POV

A rush of excitement swept over me as I remembered that it was almost time for Christmas break. I figured that I might as well get out of bed and go to school. What the heck, only a few days left. I took a shower, got dressed, and then went into the kitchen only to find Soda on, what could be, his fourth helping of eggs with grape jelly.

"So nice of you to join us." said Darry from the kitchen table as he was reading the morning paper. I just smiled at him; I didn't want to start anything.

"Hey Pony, you have track after school?" asked Soda through his food.

"Yeah, I have it until break starts." He nodded and continued to eat. I looked at him a little longer, he seemed kinda pale. Maybe it was just his interesting choice of breakfast finally getting to him. Before I could say anything, though, I heard a car horn outside. Two-Bit and Steve were waiting for me so we could drive to school together.

"Bye, y'all." I said as I was walking out the door, not even waiting for a response.

School has gotten easier over the past few months. With everything that happened, I found out there were more people that cared about me than I thought. My grades are back up, too. I don't think I need to say that Darry was pleased. My favorite class is English, partly because I like to write and partly because there's this girl named Emma that sits next to me. She's about 5'2" with long brown hair that shines in the sun. She has the brightest green eyes I have ever seen and she is also pretty smart. I know this because she's my age, but they moved her up a grade level, like me, because she was so smart. I don't talk to her that often, I usually get nervous, but when I do she is always nice and polite. The only bad thing is that she seems more like the socy type. I don't know if she would give me a chance, but then again I've never asked her out, so I don't really know.

"Alright class, I know you're all excited about Christmas break coming up, but we still need to have class." said Mr. Symes from the front of the classroom. I could tell that he wanted to get out of school as much as we did, if not more. "Now, who's ready to hear about your projects?" audible groans were heard throughtout the classroom. "Calm down, calm down. You're going to get all break to work on them. I'm the one that has to grade all of them after break is over." joked Mr. Symes. He is actually a pretty funny guy if you get to know him. "So, you all get to choose your partners and then write a book report together from any of the books listed on the sheet I gave you." I suddenly became very nervous. I don't have that many friends in my English class because I'm younger than everyone else. In the middle of my silent panic I felt an elbow nudge me in the side. I looked over at who did it, it was Emma.

"Hey, Ponyboy. Would you like to be my partner?"she said very shyly.

"Yeah, sure."I answered. I could feel my face getting hot. She smiled and turned away. I guess this project will be more fun than I thought.

A/N: It's a little short, well a lot short, but it's just getting started. Suggestions, inquiries, or just comments, all are welcome. You know what to do! Thanks! -GottaGetGreg