On Tuesday morning once I woke up Emily gave me a rushed goodbye and bolted out of the door. Apparently she was going to be late for school, and she's still at junior high so it's a bit closer than the high school. Two-Bit didn't look that bothered that he was going to be late but all the same I just pulled my jeans on and left his shirt on so he could go to school. I don't care if he didn't mind being late but I minded him being late, I did not want him getting a detention on my conscience.

As soon as he dropped me off at my house he sure sped off for someone that didn't mind being late. No wait. He was always speeding so in truth I'm sure he still probably didn't care. Rubbing my eyes sleepily I trudged up the porch and got inside. No expecting to see anyone home I let out a yelp when I saw Sodapop lounging on the couch watching the TV.

"Sodapop what are you doing here?" I demanded stifling a yawn as I flopped on the couch by Soda's feet. "What happened to work?"

"It burnt down." Soda said distractedly.

"What?" I shrieked staring at him. "Is everyone okay?"

"Huh?" he asked his eyes snapping out of a trance.

"Your work, did it seriously burn down?"

"Oh no." Sodapop said with a grin. "The house did there," Sodapop informed me pointing to the TV and I rolled my eyes.

"So what's your excuse for being home?" I asked him. "The deal was if you didn't go to school you had to work, or are you coming back to school?" I asked beginning to get excited at the thought.

"Nah I just felt like spending the day with my psychotic sister who ran out on us last night." Sodapop told me his eyes glued back to the TV again. "Psycho," he muttered under his breath shaking his head.

"I heard that!" I exclaimed loudly.

Sodapop laughed and looked at me. "It's the truth."

"Mmm probably," I said agreeing. "You weren't to worried were you?"

"We weren't worried!" Sodapop exclaimed. "Hell we were ready to throw a party when we saw the back of you!"

"Soda!"

Sodapop burst out laughing and ruffled my hair. "Aw you know I'm joking sister dear," I scowled jokingly and smiled. "We know you can take care of yourself Pix, trust me you put up a good fight when you wanna,"

"I don't fight." I pointed out.

"Well a yellin' one you sure can," Soda grinned to me.

I rolled my eyes and smiled standing up. "There any cake left?"

"You're having cake for breakfast? Why?"

I shrugged. "No clue. I just feel like it," I told him wandering into the kitchen and finding there was some left. "Mmm Darry made this didn't he?" I asked after eating a mouthful.

"Ya I think,"

"Tastes nicer," I said dodging the pillow that was thrown at me. "Not too sweet you know,"

"Sweets better," Sodapop said stubbornly.

I laughed. I devoured the cake pretty fast. No clue why. I don't even like cake! Well not really, not for breakfast at the very least. But well I guess some things can change! And I suppose it also helped that Sodapop didn't make it, as I don't really like eating something containing enough sugar for a hundred cakes if you get me.

"I'm going in the shower and then you're talking to me." I announced poking Sodapop in the ribs. "You wanna talk to me about something and I want to know, got it buddy?"

Sodapop grunted in response and I left to go shower and change. Then I froze. I mean I was still wearing Two-Bit's shirt! Anyone could get the wrong idea for that! I froze halfway upstairs and thought Sodapop could have…nah he wouldn't think that…would he? Biting my lip I shrugged, I doubted her did, he knew me after all.

As soon as I'd showered and changed I ran downstairs and flopped onto the couch next to Sodapop and then looked to him expectantly. Sodapop upon finally realizing that I wanted to talk to him began to ignore me. Well tried to only I kinda stood in front of the TV so he didn't quite have a distraction.

"Sodapop Patrick Curtis I want to know what's wrong and I want to know what's wrong right now."

"Not too self occupied are you sister dearest?" He said sweetly. Suck up.

"'Course not, now spit it out," I demanded sitting back down onto the couch.

Sodapop stared at his feet. I rolled my eyes.

"Oh come on boy since when were you one to shut up? I'm the secretive one in this family, hell you're not even the quiet one, Ponyboy is. Sodapop please," I asked more softly reaching for his hand. "Soda please I just wanna help you."

"It's Sandy." Sodapop said quietly Turing to look at me his eyes filling with tears. Oh boy.

I squeezed his hand. This girl was gonna die if he seriously started crying. "What did she do baby?" I asked him.

"She's pregnant."

I froze. My mouth was open, a bit rude I know but my brother's girlfriend was pregnant. This is not meant to happen.

"Sodapop," I sighed sadly.

"It's not mine." Sodapop said his lips trembling. "Pixie the baby isn't mine, but I asked her to marry me anyway but she still said no."

I felt my own eyes fill with tears a shiver ran up my spine. The one, bless him, who was the least responsible of the four of us was willing to commit to someone that much when the baby wasn't even his. This was a big step I knew and the cow still denied him that. Sure he's better off without her but just look at him. God I hate her so much right now.

"Whose is it?"

"I don't know," Soda sobbed. I instantly reached forward and hugged him. "She's gone to live with her Aunt in California Pixie, she left on Saturday."

"Oh Soda," I whispered holding him tighter. "Stop the tears. Please don't cry Sodapop, I don't wanna see you like this, broken. You're worth so much more baby, she wasn't the one if she couldn't see the beautiful Sodapop right here in my arms baby," I told him softly looking at my twin in the eye. "Darry know?"

"Told him on Friday, but I was gonna ask her before that you know." Sodapop told me his tears drying up. "I dunno what I'll do without her."

"Find someone else." I said simply squeezing his hand again. "Sodapop there's someone right out there for all of us, we just have to find them in our own time. We may have to search for them, we may have to take a risk to get to them, they may be right under our noses but they're out there, we've just gotta wait for time to find them for us."

Sodapop gave me a sad smile and nodded. "I love you Pixie."

"I love you too Sodapop." I told him. "Just you know, wait, date around. She'll come up, when we least expect it. I'll know when she's right and so will you."

"Thanks."

I just gave him a bit of a smile in return and said nothing. Sodapop let go of my hand and muttered something about he should go to work and within thirty minutes was out the door and off to the DX and yet again I was left with a day to my own and that homework was sitting upstairs waiting to be completed. Too bad it wouldn't. I had other things to preoccupy my mind.

My future in Tulsa was being the main one.