It was now about three or four in the afternoon and I'll have you know Two-Bit and I were at last on speaking terms, mainly due to me. As there was only so long I could spend in the kitchen doing absolutely nothing other than watch all of them eat, which is ever so slightly disgusting. And there was nothing in my bedroom other than homework, and the only place with entertainment Two-Bit had stolen. So I had no choice in doing something about that.

Once we were on even terms I found one of Ponyboy's books and begun reading. I'm not sure why I was able to even do this but I'll have you know I was not prepared to complain one bit as I was at least able to escape from my worry for a couple of hours at least.

"Hey Pixiedust?" Two-Bit said suddenly glancing up from the floor where he was sprawled watching Mickey Mouse.

"Ya?" I asked not glancing up from my book.

"You going to school tomorrow?"

I shrugged. "Don't think so,"

"Want me to get your homework for you?"

I put my book down and smiled at him. "You'd go to class just to get my homework Two-Bit?"

"Oh I dunno," Two-Bit said looking slightly scared. "I just meant go to the office or somethin'."

I smiled at him. "You're so sweet when you want to be," then I opened my book again. "If you could that'd be great, thanks."

"'Kay," Two-Bit said going back to his beloved cartoons.

"Wait," Darry said suddenly. "Did I hear right, you, Pixie Elizabeth Curtis is actually planning to miss school?"

"Oh," I said pulling a face looking to him, "Do I have to go? It's just well that soc was popular I didn't really feel like getting messed up in this anymore than I have to."

I saw Sodapop give me a smile. I hadn't proceeded to question what he'd lost but I'd at least make him happy and not get involved.

"Oh no it's fine, I wasn't going to let you go anyway," Darry admitted.

I raised a brow. A helpful thing I learnt from good ol' Two-Bit. "Oh really?"

"I didn't want you mixing with them either," Darry said. "I'm sure they'd have figured out you're related, they're hardly keeping this quiet you know."

"They aren't?" I asked closing my book again.

Darry lifted up his paper and even from across the room I could read the bold headline that the boy's name was Robert Sheldon and then in brief I saw both my brother's and Johnny's names mentioned. I sighed slightly and shook my head.

I opened my book again and tried to concentrate on reading Ponyboy's book. He told me it was a good one and I decided to read it. And somehow it brought me comfort in knowing that my little brother had once read over those words was the only reason I was able to continue with it.

Our front door then shut loudly and I heard loud footsteps enter our lounge room and someone lifted up my feet from the end of the couch and it sunk slightly as someone sat down and put my feet on their lap.

"Hey y'all, got any news?" Steve asked us all.

I starred at him slightly. "Normally you sit on my feet. Did you take something?"

"Would you rather I do that?" he asked grinning slightly.

"No." I said instantly, my eyes widening. "I'm quite happy like this," I said going back to my book. Someone else could answer.

"None at all," My twin sighed. "Only what's given out in there is what we know," He said pointing to the newspaper.

"The fuzz haven't even come around?"

"Nope," Sodapop said sounding like he had kinda sighed. "Guess they don't think they're too important other than the fact they wanna catch 'em."

"Yeah well they all side with the soc's." Steve just said simply.

I wanted to protest and say that wasn't always true but the more I thought about it it really was the truth. I'd never really thought about it before. When my parents died they never really cared about us losing our parents, being alone, splitting us up. They didn't care at all. No matter how hard we try I have a feeling they'll never give us that break we need. I hate socs and the fuzz. I really do. They made me lose my little brother. I hate them.

'Stay home Pixie. Just in case Ponyboy calls,' those words were echoing in my head throughout the whole day. I'd been told not to leave home alone. In case the socs got the idea to jump me or do something dangerous. Besides Darry was still determined to believe Pony'd call.

I didn't think he would though. Don't get me wrong I clinged desperately to the hope this was all still a dream and we'd go back to Friday with me doing my homework and Pony would call me so we could walk home from the movies together. But reality did set in around me as soon as Two-Bit gave me my homework with a sad smile before going back to the TV.

Because if this wasn't all real I'd have gone to school today. Because Pixie Elizabeth Curtis never misses school. Well at least not the one with her little brother.

Sighing slightly I glanced to all of my homework. It wasn't that much actually, very little to what I normally had to do, but that didn't bother me in the least. I considered doing it now, you know stick to normality for my sake before I really cracked more than I already had but the whole day I'd been bored out of my brain, I'd save it for tomorrow. And yes I would be that bored.

"Am I in the right house?" Sodapop announced loudly coming into the lounge room Steve in tow.

I glanced up. "No Sodapop you're really in Florida right now and we're really the Evans',"

Sodapop paled slightly but it soon disappeared and the happy-go-lucky grin appeared again, "I meant the fact my sister, my twin, Pixie, isn't doing her homework?" he announced feigning shock. "Why so?"

"Well then I won't be bored tomorrow," I answered as if it was plain obvious. "I cleaned the kitchen three times today Soda. I was bored out of my brains."

Steve smirked. "Only you would make a day off school like school."

"Shut up." I said with a slight smile.

"I suggest you all shut up," Two-Bit said loudly his eyes not leaving the TV.

"I suggest you get a life," I retorted throwing a pillow at his head.

"Oh really?" Two-Bit demanded turning around.

"Yeah," I said crossing my arms and glaring at him. "Is that all you think about Matthews? That stupid mouse?"

"I think about other things!" Two-Bit cried indignantly with a cocky grin. "Would you like to know what those things are then Curtis?"

"I'd love to know," I said looking at him with genuine interest.

"Well I think about you for starters," Two-Bit grinned cheekily whilst Sodapop shoved him on the floor.

"How so?" I asked smirking slightly.

"Well," he began when I saw Sodapop glare at him.

"Aw c'mon Sodapop I wanna know!" I moaned seeing Two-Bit stop.

Soda stared at me. "But he's being dirty!"

"The more proof that he's really perverted," I laughed standing up, "I'm only kidding Sodapop!" I giggled seeing his face, "And don't you dare tell me or think those things Matthews or I'll kill you!" Then I paused with a smile. "Well Darry might at least,"

Sodapop and Steve began laughing since it was rather true but Two-Bit didn't see the amusement.

"What might I do?" Darry asked loudly appearing behind me.

I jumped slightly and looked at him. "I'm sure Sodapop will tell you,"

"I'm sure Steve will," Soda said suddenly.

"Nah I'm sure Two-Bit would be delighted too," Steve said looking freaked at the thought.

I stifled a giggle at Darry's confused face and Two-Bit's fear. Oh this was priceless!

"What am I being told?"

"Two-Bit's having dirty thoughts," I said loudly flashing a grin at him. "About yours truly. Thought you might kill him,"

"What?" Darry cried out.

Sodapop smirked, "It doesn't matter Dar she's being an idiot, its all lies."

"Or is it?" Dallas announced showing up in our lounge room sharing a look with Two-Bit. "The truths always good ain't it?"

"Dal," I faintly heard Two-Bit moan.

"Like you can talk," I spat out. I couldn't help myself. "You know where they are and you're lying. Hypocrite."

"Pixie!" my two brothers moaned in annoyance.

I didn't say anything else even though I clearly wanted to and I think Dallas knew that but I crossed my arms across my chest and stared at Dallas with annoyance hoping to break him. But clearly I wasn't going to break him as he looked like he was containing laughter at what I'd said.

"So did anything happen at school then Two-Bit? Steve?" Darry finally asked breaking the tension in the room.

Two-Bit nodded. "You bet those socs are gonna want revenge,"

"Everything was divided," Steve put in and then paused, "Well it was before but even the teachers are noticing more so now, we're all gonna have to stick together,"

"And Pixie is not going to school." Sodapop said loudly.

I rolled my eyes. "I'll do as I please,"

"And get jumped?" Dally sneered. "Are you really that stupid Pixie?"

I opened my mouth to say something but there was a knock at our front door and I froze. Nobody ever knocks at the door in our neighborhood. You just walk straight in the house. The number of times I'd woken up to find Dallas or even Tim Shepard sleeping on our couch was petty normal to me. Only two people knocked at our door. The fuzz and social workers. Oh god. Either way this was not good.