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The next day was Wednesday. Or Thursday. Or Friday. I'm not entirely sure. I don't usually pay attention to little things like what day it is when I'm confused, and I'm confused kinda a lot. Why had Pony just hung up on me? Is something wrong? I rubbed the sleep outta my eyes and sat up groggily.

"Oh, shit." I said to myself as I glanced at the clock. I may not know what day it is, but I know that it's a school day, and its 8:45 a.m. "Shit, shit, shit, shit!" I mumbled as I yanked on a pair of pants and pondered how I would get to school. Why hadn't Janie woke me up? Melissa was probably still depressed in bed. I think Soda slept over, so she would have no reason to get up at all. Still, what about Janie? Maybe she's still here.

"Janie? JANIE?" I crossed the hall in my socks and peeked into her white room. "Janie?" I whispered while shaking the lump that was on her bed.

"Hmm? What're ya doin'?" Janie rolled over and saw my worried face. "What's up? Why aren't ya at school?"

"Uhh, maybe because I had no one to take me!" I stomped my foot angrily on the ground.

"Wha-? Melissa was s'pposed to take ya." Janie rubbed her head and wiped her face. "Oh, wait. Soda's here. Gosh, I almost forgot."

"Well, can someone take me to school? I need to see Pony real bad!" Ugh. Wait a minute, why isn't Janie at school? "Why aren't you at school?"

Janie looked at me and her face got angry. "I'm sick, alright?" Geez. Temper, temper. I ran into Melissa's room, but paused outside the door. What if her and Soda were, uh, doin' stuff? I decided to chance it and knocked loudly.

"Mel? C'mon Melissa! I gotta get to school." I hammered the door and finally just opened it. She was lying on her bed, alone.

"Oh, hi Sam. What's up? Did you know that the average person spends 3 years on a toilet?" She didn't get up, but only asked me "Why aren't you at school?"

"Hmm, I wonder why! Someone was supposed to take me!" I ripped the covers off her.

"Who was that?" She looked sincerely confused.

"You!" I ran out her door and back to my room. It's not that I wanted to go to school; it's that I need to know what happened with Pony. I'll just walk to school. Yeah, that's what I'll do.

"Uh, sorry to disturb you, but, uh, how far is the school?" I had walked to Janie's room and shook her gently.

"'Bout 5 miles." She snored and rolled over. I don't know, but to me, she doesn't look very sick. 5 miles? It's already 9! I won't get there till 11 or so… Unless I run.

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10:39 A.M

I finally reached the school, breathing hard and looking like crap.

"Miss. McMillan! Why, pray tell, are you late?" Mr. Shoe looked down at me when I entered the school.

"Oh, um, my aunt just died, and I had to go to the funeral which started at 6:00 this morning." I invented wildly.

"Uh-huh. I'm sure. Now just get to class!" He pointed down the hall and I sprinted in that direction. I had a stitch in my chest by the time I reached my class. Mr. Hackle was reviewing finding the area of trapezoids.

"Then the square root of 3- oh, Miss. McMillan. So nice of you to join us. TAKE A SEAT!" Once again, I had a finger pointed to where I had to go.

"Yes, Sir! I was at a funeral, sir!" I hurriedly opened my book and flipped to the page we were on. My face fell as I glanced around the class. Pony wasn't there.

After class, I combed the school to look for Ponyboy.

"Hey Kelly? Have you seen Ponyboy?" I asked one of my friends from Biology.

"Uh, lemme think... Oh, yeah! I saw him walk out of the school about an hour ago with some chick." She replied, shaking her blond bangs out of her eyes.

"What? What girl? From our school?" My heart beat furiously.

"Uhh, no. She looked about 18 and I had never seen her before. Oh! Hide me! Here comes Two-Bit!" She hid behind a trash can and looked over expectedly. She had a major crush on Two-Bit, apparently, for a very long time.

"Hey, what's shakin' bacon?" He clapped his hand on my shoulder and saw my worried face. "What's goin' on? You all right? How's Janie?"

"Oh, nothing. I'm fine. So's Janie. Do you know where Pony went?" I popped my knuckles nervously. Two-Bit got a really scared expression on his face and said, unconvincingly,

"Uh, who?"

"PONYBOY? You know, that one Curtis kid?" I screamed impatiently.

"He left." He said then immediately changed the subject. "Hey Kelly! Fancy meetin' you here! Find anything interesting back there?"

Kelly stood up and smoothed her skirt down. "I had lost my dime. I found it though." Her face was blazing red. What am I doing? I need to find Pony. Screw school.

"I've gotta go find Pony!" I yelled over my shoulder as I ran off. "See ya." I stopped running about half-way to his house. I'm exhausted. When I finally reached his house, I stopped.

"Ponyboy Curtis! You get out here right now!" I screamed at the door. I heard rustling inside, and giggling. A girl giggling.

"Uh, hold on Sam." Soda opened the door a crack and he looked real stressed out. "We have some unexpected visitors." He turned his head and glared at someone inside.

"Who's here, Soda?" Some girl opened the door all the way and marched out. She was wearing a skirt that looked like it was painted on. Her shirt was cut way above her bellybutton and her platinum blond hair was let loose around her shoulders. What a slut.

"Who are you?" I asked her, trying not to scream.

"Uh, I'm Sandy. And what kinda shit are you?" She flipped her hair and smiled at Soda behind her.

"Excuse me, I'm Sam. And I am here to talk to that little cowering figure behind you." I pointed at Ponyboy who was crouching next to Soda.

"Hi Sam. What's wrong?" He asked, his voice shaking. "I see you've met Soda's uh, ex-girlfriend."

"Not ex! Current!" Sandy said, waving her manicured nails in my face. "He's left that dumb broad for me!"

"I have not! Sam, don't believe her! And don't tell Melissa about any of this!" Soda stood up and knocked 'Sandy' off her feet. Wait a second; is this the Sandy Pony told me about? The pretty girl with china-blue eyes? If it is, she really changed.

"And why are you so nervous, Pony?" I asked him accusingly. "What have you been doing with this- this…?"

"Sandy." She offered.

"Yeah." I finished. Pony shrugged and ran his fingers through his greasy hair.

"Nothin'. She just kinda showed up last night when I was talkin' to ya."

"Why does she trouble you so much?" Why don't they just get rid of her?

"Because! This is my ex-chick! And I've got a girlfriend who's pregnant! This little (not nice word) is ruining my life. And if Mel finds out…" Soda trailed off. I already knew what would happen. Melissa was already depressed or something. She didn't need this on top of everything. Obviously, they wanted this person gone. So, I helped out a bit.

"And, Sandy, did you know that Soda is engaged? With his pregnant fiancée?" I said slyly. Soda looked at me confusedly, and then his face broke out in a smile.

"Yep. The wedding is in June. We're honeymooning to, uh, Mexico. This is after the baby is born, obviously." He massaged his temples and tried to look stressed out. "So much to do, so little time." Good going.

"Yeah, so Sandy, you gotta get the hell outta here. You ain't gonna get Soda back." Pony shoved her down the steps and to a brown car sitting in the road. "Time to go. See ya later. Remember, don't write! Don't call! Don't visit!" Pony opened the door for her and pushed her in.

"Well, I'm not leaving. There's a Motel a mile down, and I'm staying in it! Don't believe I'm gone! Not for a second…" She drove off, looking murderous.

"So, that was odd." I filled in the awkward silence. I once read that that was the best thing to say when everyone was quiet.

"Sam, you better go home. Pony, walk her home." Soda pointed down the road. I am so sick of having people tell me where to go! If anyone else points me somewhere, I swear I'm gonna lose my mind. Me and Pony walked in silence for a couple minutes.

"I'm real sorry if I made it seem like I was two-timin' you or something. 'Cuz, I wasn't." Pony finally said, rubbing his head.

"It's alright. I guess." I mumbled. I felt his hand go around my waist and I felt a little better.

"Hey. Calm down, alright?" We stopped and sat down on the sidewalk. We were just 2 blocks from Melissa and Janie's house. "It's nothin'." He kissed me softly, and a chill went up my spine.

"Ok, I'm fine." I kissed him back, a little more passionately. He laughed and we kissed again. Eventually, we ended up rolling along the sidewalk, trying to avoid passerby who looked at us strangely. Hey, it's not everyday you see two teenagers making out on the sidewalk.

"I better get home." I said when some little boy walked by and stuck out his tongue.

"Ha, yeah." He stood up swiftly and I stayed on the ground. He laughed again and held out his hand to help me up. He pulled me up so fast, I almost knocked him down. We walked the rest of the way holding hands, and when we got there, no one was home.

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Ha-ha, chapter 10. Ok, so I don't really know what to say right here except "Review Please!" I really liked typing this chapter. –Evil laugh-