Oo Hi! Ok, yeah I know, my last chapter was weird, and it sucked… This one will… uh… be better? –Shifty eyes- I swear!

Btw 123-.-HighOnLife-.-321- I really like cheese! And just to let all the people who read my story, Sandy has changed MAJOR in case you haven't noticed… And she is NOT Soda's type. Definitely Mac's type, lol. Little does he know that Sandy is…? Oh you'll find out! Oh and uh, I don't own the outsiders. I guess you can say I own Sandy cuz she's a completely different character pretty much. Well, at least, she acts different….

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Why is it that right when you are starting to get used to the weekend, it's Monday? Why don't we have 2 day weeks and 5 dayweekends? Now that's something I would appreciate.

"Sam! Up and at'em! C'mon!" I heard someone yell at me through the door. I can't tell if it's Janie or Melissa… That's how groggy I am.

"Mmhmm. I'm up. I swear…" I let my head fall back down to my soft pillow. It'll only be an extra 10 minutes or so.

"SAM! SODA'S HERE!" Janie slammed the door to my room open and I sat up. I glanced at my clock and realized my 10 minutes had been almost an hour!

"Oi!" I hurriedly threw on whatever clothes were on my floor and it took me a while to notice that my shirt was on backwards. I slipped on some shoes without socks and pulled on a sweater. "I'm going!" I ran out of my door and wondered where Janie had gone, and where Melissa was now.

"Bye!" I yelled into the house as I left. "Hey Pony!" I threw my arms around him and attempted to wave cheerily to Soda. I knew I looked like an idiot, but I tried to ignore it. Why do my feet hurt so bad?

"Sam? Why are your shoes on backwards?" Pony asked me, confusedly. I laughed uneasily and switched them.

"I'm just kinda out of it today." I mumbled. I heard my stomach growl noisily and knew that I would be starving today. I never eat lunch at school. I just don't. We pulled into the school in silence and me and Pony got out.

"Sam, you allright?" Pony asked me hesitantly.

"Yeah." I groaned back to him. I can just tell, once again, that it's gonna be one of them days. I hurried off to first period without waiting for Pony. It occurred to me that he probably thinks I'm mad at him, and I almost stopped to let him catch up, but then I shook my head. Let him think I'm mad at him. I mean, I know I'm not, but still. I got to class just as the bell rang and went through the usual drill for Mr. Hackle. Sitting in my seat, I propped myself up on my elbows and listened to him drone. I doodled on a scrap piece of paper while passively listening to Mr. Hackle's coefficients lesson. I felt Ponyboy's eyes on the back of my head and I stopped doodling. God knows I'm gonna fail this class if I don't start paying attention. Especially with Melissa being all pregnant and moody. I felt something hit my back and I turned around swiftly. A paper airplane was at my feet and Pony looked at me expectantly.

"Open it." He whispered. I picked up the folded paper and carefully opened it. It was just a note from Pony asking, shocker, if I was mad at him. I scribbled back a 'no' and threw it behind me. I've always been bad at passing notes, and obviously Mr. Hackle saw the crumpled paper fly behind my head. He picked it up and read it aloud to our class.

"Sam, are you mad at me? Cuz if you are, I don't know what I did." Mr. Hackle paused between Pony's comment and mine to give the kids a chance to laugh and continued when it quieted down. "No." He threw the paper away and turned to my embarrassed red face.

"Ms. McMillan?"

"Yes?" I replied squeakily.

"What is the procedure for passing notes in my class?" Mr. Hackle looked down at me through his small glasses and glared.

"Uhh…" I trailed off. I'm not completely sure, seeing as I've never been caught, and I don't pay attention the rest of the time. Someone probably could've been caught for shooting someone and I wouldn't have noticed.

"Uh? Is that your answer? Ok, well Ms. McMillan I think someone would appreciate a visit to Mr. Shoe." Mr. Hackle pointed out the door in a military fashion and I saluted him and left, bringing only my math book.

I walked down the hall slowly; I'm in no rush to see Mr. Shoe. Who would be? Suddenly, I bumped into someone and was thrown to the ground.

"Oh! I'm sorry! I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to!" A young, nervous looking girl was hurriedly picking up her dropped papers around me while I lifted up my book.

"That's all right. I wasn't watching where I was going." I helped her, trying to be friendly.

"I'm Lena, by the way." The girl smiled at me and stuck out her hand.

"Sam." I shook it and quickly looked at her. She was real pretty; her hair was long and brown and pulled back into a sleek ponytail. Lena's eyes were warm brown and kicked out at the corner, giving her an elfish look. She was tall and thin, graceful, unlike me, short and stubby.

"Nice to meet you, but I gotta go. I have to visit Mr. Shoe." I waved good-bye and she waved back. Pleased that I had met a new friend, I charged into the office with a smile on my face.

"Hello dear. What do you need?" A young woman with pointy glasses was sitting at the secretary's desk, grinning at me.

"I was sent to see Mr. Shoe by Mr. Hackle." I replied dully. The secretary (whose nameplate read Sharon Monroe) clicked her tongue and wrote out a pass for me to enter Mr. Shoe's office.

"Thank you. And... Uh… button up your shirt dear." Ms. Monroe looked worriedly at my shirt which wasn't even low.

"Why? Is it against the code of conduct or something?" I asked while buttoning up the last two buttons. I look like an idiot.

"No, just do it." She glanced at Mr. Shoe's office door and turned her back on me to the typewriter. I knocked quietly on Mr. Shoe's door.

"Mr. Shoe? Hello? Are you in there?" I opened the door a sliver and my eyes bugged out. Sandy, yes as in Sandy my brother's girlfriend, was leaning over Mr. Shoe's desk, her breasts almost popping out of her tight shirt. She was giggling like crazy while Mr. Shoe whispered something in her ear.

"Ms. McMillan! Can you not see I am in a meeting right now? Go away!" Mr. Shoe stood up quickly, making Sandy jump.

"But, I was sent to see you…" I didn't bother to finish. Sandy was looking at me mischievously.

"Oh, hi Jen. How ya doin'?" She said, once again calling me by the wrong name.

"I'm dandy." I pretended to remember something. "Oh! Wow! I completely forgot. Melissa, you know, Soda's wife-to-be, has chosen me as a bridesmaid, and I was supposed to go home. Silly me. I wonder, have you gotten an invitation?" I looked expectantly at her.

"No." Sandy cocked her head to the left. I shook my head and continued,

"Didn't think ya would. I'm not surprised. So, anyway, can I go Mr. Shoe?"

"NO! DETENTION MS. MCMILLAN!" I stared, shocked by his angry retort.

"What did I do? You're the one playing with a teenager!" I immediately regretted my words the second I said them.

"2 weeks detention and they will be served consecutively, without your little boyfriend there." Mr. Shoe straightened his tie and marched out, leaving Sandy and me alone.

"I'll be leaving now…" I mumbled as I swept out of the cramped room. As I walked back to 1st period, I realized I left my math book in Mr. Shoe's office. I reeeeeeeaaaaalllly don't wanna go back there, but I guess I have to. I trudged back to the office and found Sandy sitting on a bench, pencil in hand, holding my book and finishing my homework. She jumped up briskly once she saw me and dropped my stuff.

"Uhh… Uh…" She stuttered, and then just ran off. It was then that I realized that Sandy wasn't as stupid as we all thought. She's just pretending? I checked the work she did and found that it was all right. Why would she act stupid? Does she think that being completely blonde will make Soda like her? What an idiot! I thought about this as I headed back to class, and heard the bell ring. I rushed to my next class, passing Ponyboy as I ran. I aimed a smile at him and he smiled back.

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Mwahaha! I have finally updated! Sorry it took me so long, I'm still having a massive brain fart. I am sorry to inform you all that the story is almost finished, and that I will be forced to do one of those weird "6 months later" or whatever things. Ok, so don't be expecting an update very soon, I still have no idea what I'm gonna do for the next chapter. Please people! Give me ideas if you have them! TTFN (ta-ta for now)