Hi there! I don't have school today so I just figured I should update! By the way, I think everyone should know that I am my own main character… It's basically me except for the whole drunk mom dead dad part, that's all Sam.

Disc: Once again (this is very stupid) I don't own the Outsiders. (Actually I own Ponyboy; he just doesn't know it yet) -Evil laugh here-

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The rest of the week went by in a blur. I was yelled at a lot and harassed a lot. I did remember what Melissa told me about Mr. Shoe, and I noticed him looking at a lot of girls in ways that principals shouldn't. Heck, one thing that I was very surprised about was that I hadn't been jumped yet. All the Socy girls had given me real nasty looks, particularly because all their boyfriends had been giving me a second glance, which was a surprise for me. I didn't see Mac at all at school. I haven't seen him since I left.

Ponyboy didn't come to school for the rest of the week. I'm not sure why, and I was always laden with homework every night so I couldn't call him or go to his house. My damn Language Arts teacher, Ms. Parnes, always gave us the most stupid worksheets every freakin' day. Mr. Hackle also gave us about a million math problems to do each night, and since I suck at math, they took me a while. Melissa usually helped me with math though, cuz she was real good at it. That's what we were doing, homework.

"Sam, come on! It's not that difficult. Ok X over W equals 4.89. Why?" Melissa was getting frustrated with my lack of work. What can I say? Math is torture.

"Uhh…… Because…" I stalled, hoping she wouldn't yell anymore.

"When's this crap due anyhow?" Melissa asked me when she saw that I wasn't gonna answer her question.

"Monday." It was Friday night, finally. Janie was in the bathroom taking a shower and getting ready for a date. Janie dates a lot, and with all different guys. She told me once that she never goes out with the same guy twice.

"Then," She had said. "they think yer committed to them, and I don't wanna be tied down like sum kinda animal!"

Melissa groaned and mumbled something about getting to it on Sunday.

"Oooh!" She stood up and twirled around like a ballerina. "Me and Soda are goin' out tomorrow. And he said it was gonna be real special!" Her face glowed with excitement.

"Yippee for you." I was a bit cross that I hadn't talked to Pony in so long...

"You know what Soda said? Tomorrow the gangs gonna go out to the cemetery to visit some graves." I wanted to say 'fascinating'. But I didn't. "Aaaand, Pony wants you to come." She finished with a satisfied smile.

"Really? Where's he been all this time?" I fidgeted with my shoe I was holding in my hand. I was writing the word Bob all over it. I have adopted the name Bob for Ponyboy, that way he wouldn't be weirded out if he saw my shoes or if I was talking about him when he was around or something.

"Sick, apparently." She sat up suddenly as if she just remembered something important. "I just remembered! I haven't decided what to wear!" She sprinted to her room and I could just imagine clothing flying everywhere in there. So he was sick? Hmm… Boy I'm tired. I looked at the clock which read 11:32 p.m. Gosh, I better go to sleep if Pony wants me to go somewhere with him tomorrow. I stumbled across the hall and was hit in the head with a flying shoe.

"Ow." I rubbed my head and fell into my room.

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The next morning I woke up at 7:10. Although I fell asleep late, I still always wake up early. There was no noise at all, so I figured Melissa and Janie were still asleep. I crossed the hall in my socks, feeling the soft cushion of the carpet under me and reached the kitchen.

"What to eat, what to eat?" I murmured to myself as I opened cupboards and looked at shelves. Waffles, waffles or waffles? Ooh, or ice cream. This is a hard decision, but I'll go with the ice cream. I often staged my life as a game show in my own head.

I grabbed a spoon and ate the ice cream from the container. Rubbing the sleep out of my eyes, I retired to the comfy couch in the living room before immediately springing up again.

"Ponyboy! You scared me! What're you doing here?" I had sat on him.

"Waiting for you to get up. What else?" He had a crooked grin on his face.

"How long have you been here?" I demanded.

"Not long, but I knew you got up early." He looked at me and laughed. "Is that what you're gonna wear today?" Pony pointed at my soft pajama bottoms that were handed down from Janie.

"No. When are we leaving?" I needed some time to get ready, I looked like crap.

"In an hour or so." An hour. That gave me some time.

"Wait here." I ran to Janie's room and grabbed some jeans of hers I admired, shoving my pale legs in them as I hopped to Melissa's room to borrow one of her shirts. I skimmed my finger over her selection and chose a pretty black tank top and pulled it on. Taking her brush, I ran it through my hair and scooted off to the bathroom. I tried to apply some lipstick, but it only came out ugly. There, now I look a little more presentable.

"You look nice." Pony did too. He was wearing some jeans and a dark blue t-shirt. I scribbled a note about where I was and taped it to the fridge.

"Ok, let's go."

We walked the mile or so back to the Curtis's house and on the way he told me about his sickness this week.

"Darry said it was the flu. I really wanted to go to school." He put a lot of emphasis on really.

"I was lonely, and I kept thinking that maybe you didn't want to come because of, uhh.. You know." I'm not usually embarrassed and it was bugging me that I couldn't say it.

"No! Of course not. That was, uh, great." Well at least we both knew what we were talking about. We were about a block away from his house and we both wanted to do the same thing, At least, I did, and I'm pretty sure he did. I figured Pony should make the first move, since I did it last time. But will he? Is he too shy?

"Pony, where're we gonna go?" I stopped and faced him to give us another chance.

"To the cemetery. We're gonna go visit Johnny and Dally's grave." I knew what he was talking about because he told me at school.

"Oh. All right." Unfortunately, he kept walking. God damn it. He's pretty clueless. I sighed as I realized he would not make the first move.

"Ponyboy Curtis! You get your bottom back here!" I yelled at his retreating back. He turned around with a smile on his face and crunched across the gravel toward me.

Feeling a rush of excitement, I grabbed him and we kissed very softly at first, then it grew more passionate with the passing seconds.

We arrived at the Curtis home minutes later, both with huge smiles.

"Lookie here! I was watching these lovebirds from the window!" Soda laughed as soon as we entered. My cheeks burned and Pony looked down.

"I wouldn't be talking Mr. Saturday's gonna be real special, Melissa." I retorted.

Pony laughed as Darry came in. "Ready to go?"

"Yeah." We both said at the same time.

"I'm gonna let you know right now that there's gonna be no making out in my truck!" Darry said, grinning.

"Aw, Darry, shut up." Ponyboy's face was completely red.

We soon all gathered in the truck, Two-Bit, Soda, Darry, Me, Pony and Soda's best buddy, Steve Randle. Soda mimed kissing himself in the passenger seat. Ponyboy was obviously teased quite often.

"We all know what you do with Melissa, Soda." I said. Soda just laughed and turned up the radio.

When we arrived at the cemetery, everyone piled out and rushed toward the way back of it.

"They buried Johnny and Dal together. Way back there." Ponyboy mumbled to me. I felt so sad for him, he had told me that Johnny was his best buddy in the gang. Surprisingly, I felt his hand enter mine. Soda walked by us, and smiled broadly.

Johnny and Dally's tombstones were both just rocks mentioning their names and birthdates. We all sat there, holding flowers and Darry started talking. We must've sat there for 20 minutes listening to him talk. Maybe I would've found it more comfortable if I had known them.

"Excuse me?" A small, timid voice asked from behind us. "Is that Johnny Cade's grave?"

I whipped around and saw a small, dark, lady with big black eyes and long, straight hair. I saw almost everyone's jaw clench as they looked at this little woman. Who was she?

"What are you doin' here?" Two-Bit asked, his hand in his back pocket, rubbing his switch.

"I, uh, came to see the grave." Her lower lip trembled slightly. "He was my son, you know."

"Not like you gave a damn about him!" Pony exclaimed. Oh, this was Johnny's mother.

"Maybe I didn't act like it, but I did!" Her eyes welled with tears and she gulped.

"It's time to go." Darry said, a determined set to him. The rest of the gang except for Pony and me followed him. We just sat there, his arm around my waist.

"Explain to me how you ever cared about Johnnycake!" Pony asked her.

"Johnny.. He was a good boy… His father," She shivered at the thought and continued. "his father, was not a good man. We fought like crazy. Everyday. He would abuse me and Johnny together. He would threaten us and run Johnny out of the house. I took all my feelings out on Johnny. I guess I was just afraid to love. Now that he's gone, I.. I…" She faltered and just stared at us.

"You never know what you have until it's gone." I said. I knew what it was like to have an inattentive mother, but I knew Trinny wouldn't care about me if I died. She nodded solemnly and tears streamed down her cheeks.

"I knew that I didn't have to love him to keep him alive. So I just took all my anger out on him. All the time. Now, I just feel bad." She stared down at her brown shoes.

"You never really cared about him. Now that he's dead, you just feel bad that you were never nice! You don't really care!" Pony stomped off and left me with Mrs. Cade. I figured she would want to be alone, so I just gave her an awkward wave and chased after Pony.

"Pony! God! Wait up! I'm not a runner!" It's true, I can't run for my life. He gradually slowed down and ended up beside me.

"Damn little broad." He murmured more to himself then to me. We walked all the way back to my house and we didn't arrive until about 5 in the evening. Pony was still fuming, but he had calmed down enough to ask me to the movies that night.

"Sure. Melissa's goin' with Soda and Janie's goin' with Two-Bit I think…" I ran inside and found Melissa and Janie together, both wearing pretty skirts and tops.

"I need something to wear." I told them both.

"Ooh, I just bought the cutest outfit for you today!" Janie squealed as she pulled out a pretty black skirt and a white shirt.

"Thanks." I pulled it on and hastily told them what happened at the cemetery.

"Wow. Mrs. Cade?" Janie was dumbfounded.

"Yep." I said as I met Pony outside. "I'm ready."

We piled into Janie's car and drove off to the movies. Soda and Two-Bit said they'd meet us there. When we got there, me and Pony ran off to a section of the theater where no one sat. From there, I watched as Soda pulled Melissa off to the seats we were at. Except, they went under the rows of seats. I'm pretty sure they don't know we're here. Pony and me just gave each other knowing glances and stifled laughs.

If I turned around in my seat, there was a gap where I could see what was going on under me. Pony and me both turned around after we heard a groan and some giggling from down under.

Under us, Melissa and Soda were rolling around in the grass. In the corner, I saw Soda's discarded shirt and Melissa's. They were kissing fiercely and Melissa was running her fingers through Sodapop's hair.

"Don't get any ideas." I laughed at Pony.

Sodapop was now removing Melissa's skirt and his own jeans. This I don't need to see. I turned my attention back to the movie and watched for a few minutes until a loud "OH!" was heard from under us. People stared in my direction, thinking it was me and Pony. We both sat low in our seats, trying to block us from view. I didn't pay attention to the movie much, I was mostly thinking of Johnny's mom. I wonder if Trinny would ever do that. Pony mentioned that Mrs. Cade was a drunk, and so was Trinny! My thoughts were interrupted by another load groan, this time in a male's voice. Me and Pony had to look down again.

Both of them were covered in bits of grass and Melissa's hair was loose around her face. They looked as if they were glued together by the hips and lips. Oh god. I turned around again as Melissa moved downward on Soda's body. Neither of them was wearing any underclothes.

Pony snaked his arm around my waist and I leaned my head on his shoulder. The rest of the movie went by unnoticed. Mostly because it was kind of distracting knowing that people below you were uh, you know.

By the end of the movie, I was disappointed. We hadn't kissed at all! I heard Soda whisper from below, "The movie's over. We better go."

Pony turned to me and kissed me full on the mouth. We stayed there for a really long time. Long after Melissa and Soda left. By the time Pony was walking me home, I was very, very glad I had moved to Tulsa.

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All righty then. This was a long chapter for me. I'm proud of myself. I know this was kind of an odd chapter, but I liked it, obviously. The whole Mr. Shoe thing, I just thought it was cool. Jim Shoe. So yeah, review!