Thank you, thank you for the reviews! I hope I'm getting better at this. And yes, I know the chapters are kind of short but we're just getting started here, heh. They'll get longer later on, I promise.

It was dark and silent.

Nothing was in site.

I kept moving forward.

In hope of finding the light.

I heard a cry.

I started running.

But never getting closer.

Faster, faster, faster.

Find the one in pain.

Save them.

Help them.

Suddenly the ground collapses.

I'm falling.

I'm sorry.

I didn't save you.

Thursday (next day) morning- 7:10 AM

"WAKE UP!"

Suddenly the bed was jolted with weight.

Sitting up and banging my head against something hard, I, along with someone else, yelped. Clutching my forehead, I opened my head and saw my buddy Steve sitting in front of me, in a similar position.

"Gheez Soda! Ya tryin' to smash my head or what?" He complained, rubbing the red spot.

"Well if ya didn't scare me and Pony so bad, maybe I wouldn't have smashed into ya." I said, looking at the said latter.

Pony, now sitting up, was rubbing his eyes and glaring at Two-Bit, whom was grinning gleefully for some reason.

"I tickled him." Two-Bit said, laughing and ducking Pony's swing. Jumping up, he walked backwards out the door. "Better get a move on or Darry'll have your hide, haha!"

Sighing, I pushed Steve off the bed, who fell on the floor with a grunt. "Come on Pony, time for school."

Steve got up and tackled me once Pony was out of the way. "Take that!"

"Gah!" Landing on the bed, I kicked him in the side but he didn't budge. "Come on, I gotta get dressed and stuff."

"Yeah, yeah, you're gonna get it one of these days." He replied, getting up and pulling me along.

"Heh, if you can beat me!" Ducking his punch, I ran out the door. The bathroom door was shut and Darry was cooking, so Pony was obviously in there.

"Hey, you better get a move on or else you'll be late." Darry said, handing me a plate of eggs and a slice of chocolate sake.

"I know, I know, I just gotta go but can't for obvious reasons." I responded, shoveling down the food as if it was my last. I can't help it, it's just how I eat. Don't we all have weird habits? I mean, Pony does...

Speak of the devil, Pony stepped out, dressed and ready. How does he do that so fast? Well, wasting no time, I placed down the now-empty plate and ran to the toilet, shutting the door behind me.

Ahh...

When I finished, I stepped back out and ran into the bedroom. "Darry! Where's my shirt?"

"In the closet! I ironed!"

Pulling on a pair of dark denim pants, I grabbed the shirt out of his closet and ran back out. Looking around, I rubbed the back of my head. "Where's everyone?"

"School, remember?. And you better move it too or else I'm leaving you behind to walk." Darry said, walking out the door, wrapping his tool belt around his waist.

I grab my shoes, pulling them on while hearing Darry start up. Well, I didn't really get to talk to Ponyboy, but I'll see him after work.

I'm late!

The beginning section was a dream sequence. I think you can figure out what the deal is.