So the last chapter kind of sucked. But now I have
something to work with.

I DON'T OWN THE OUTSIDERS, BUT I WILL SOMEDAY. (I'm kidding.)
I own Rory, unfourtunently for her. AND I OWN MYSELF. Yeah.

I PROMISE TO HAVE SOME RORY/JOHNNY ACTION IN CHAPTER SIX.

Chapter Five

Two-Bit has yet to put his so-called plan into action. This is just great, the person who knows my biggest secret is a moron. An idiot. A retard. A fucking... Well, you get the point. He wouldn't even tell me his plan, which probally means he doesn't have one. ISN'T THAT JUST PEACHY? He fucks up my life, tries to make it better, AND DOESN'T EVEN HAVE A PLAN. Yes, I'm quite hysterical right now. That fucking asshole... that... (Rory continutes to cuss Two-Bit out).

The gang, minus Johnny has been hanging around alot more to see if he'll try to make a 'move' on me. I could tell them right now that that's not going to happen. Not now, not ever. NEVER. BWAHHAHHA... Oookay. (A/N: She's kind of getting creepy O.O)

It was suprising that Johnny was here today, and it made me happy just to have him here. ... Even if he descened the room when me and Two-Bit entered. Two-Bit assures me that that means he's jealous. And he's jealous because he likes me. Uh, I guess that makes sense... but I still don't believe him. Johnny better like me, because you know. ... You don't know? YES YOU DO. GOD. Fine. I LOVE JOHNNY FRICKING CADE. GET IT? YEAH, I FINALLY ADMITTED IT. (A/N: I'm in a crazy/hyper-ish mood. Blame the dance).

But anyway, screw Two-Bits plan he doesn't even have yet, I have my own. We're kind of pretending to go out, so why not pretend to break up? In front of everyone. Mainly Johnny, if he stops leaving the room. I may have to tackle him to the floor and... and... get ki- Oookay. Too much information? Yeah, I think so too. But Two-Bit will probally fuck that up too. If he does, I'll kill him.

(In The Living Room)

Me and Two-Bit entered the living room about twenty minutes later, when I was done explaining the plan to him. Johnny was about to leave again, but Two-bit ran, lunged, and tackled him to the ground. Way to think on your feet, although I think he almost killed him. Most definently knocked the wind out of him, but oh well.

"TWO-BIT WHAT THE FUCK?" I screamed, stalking over to where they way, thinking up a reason to be mad at him.

"YOU UH... ATE ALL THE CAKE. I WANTED SOME." Oh, smooth. We're going to break up over cake. CAKE, for crying out loud! WHO THE HELL BREAKS UP OVER CAKE? Oh well, that's the story now, and we're sticking to it.

"YEAH WELL, I LIKE CAKE! AND YOU'RE ALREADY FAT," he yelled back.

I gasped for effect, and didn't even hesitate to slap him in the face. Wow, that felt good to do. I've been waiting to do that since Johnny saw him pinning me to the ground. Since then I'd had a really short temper when it came to him, and slapping him gave me satisfaction. I wanted to mash his bones... his skull, bite, scratch and kick him... But that'd be a little overrated.

By this point everyone was staring at us with those 'What the fuck?' expressions on their faces.

"THAT'S IT!" Two-Bit yelled in mock hysteria. "WE'RE OVER!" And shoved his hand in my face.

"YEAH?" I shouted, wanting to make this worthwhile, and hint to that fact that I never liked him at all. "WELL I NEVER LIKED YOU AT ALL! NOT EVEN A LITTLE BIT!" Screw that, I'd just tell them straight out.

"Well can we still be friends?" he asked, suddenly calming down.

I nodded and smiled. "Sure!"

Talk about weird break ups. Or more like bad acting skills. Hell, I wouldn't have believed us if I were them. But they seemed to. I see Darry's not the only one that's all brawn and no brain; the whole lot of them are. In this case, that's good. WHAT AM I TALKING ABOUT? IT'S BRILLIANT. BLOODY BRILLIANT. GREATLY ER... GREAT. Whatever.

As we shook hands, grinning like a madman and a madwoman, everyone started to laugh. And laugh. And Soda told us that was a stupid thing to break up over, but we just shrugged, still grinning.

My plan had worked. Therefore, I'm brilliant. The greatest of the great. La creme de la creme. GO ME!

I think I was sugar high while writing
this. At the dance I drank pop and ate
chips. YAY ME WHEE! I promise to be
less crazy in the future. Rory's sooo

OOC-ish and crazy in this chapter. Oh
and I had coke when I got home. NO, NOT
THE DRUG. CocaCola. Thanks. THE DRINK.

Ohmygod. is pissing me off
because it wont let me add this chapter on.

Someone's gonna die. It's not gonna be pretty.