Another update! Sorry to let you all down but Ponyboy still hasn't remembered anything from his past. It's not my fault.. But I have a feeling he might remember something soon, like maybe in the next few chapters..

Ponyboys POV

I was sitting on the front couch flipping through the stations when I heard the Mickey Mouse theme song. I had nothing else to watch so I kept it on and soon I heard the front door burst open, causing me to jump about five feet in the air.

"MICKEY!"Two-bit said happily

"hey Two-bit"I said greeted my over enthusiastic friend

I've been talking a lot more lately, which seemed to make everyone a lot happier.

"Hey kid, oh yeah Dallas is coming over soon"

"Dallas?"I asked

"yeah one of our gang"Two-bit answered

I thought, trying to remember Dallas. I've been remembering things that happened recently a lot better now but no long term memories have yet to jolt my memory. The doctor said that me remembering the recent stuff is a great sign and that theirs a good chance I might remember a memory soon. This made me, my brothers and gang extremely relieved and happy. I knew that Johnny was the quiet one, Two-bit the clown, Steve was Sodas best bud and all time pain in the neck.. At least to me, Soda was my brother and the happy go lucky one, Darry my oldest brother and the one that grew up too fast. But Dallas, I think he was the tough one? Right? I haven't seen him too much from when I first woke up, so I don't know him too well.

"So any memory bursts yet?"Two-bit asked hopeful

"nah not yet"I said as I watched two-but migrate to the kitchen for a snack

Sodapop was sleeping in our room, he was worn out, and two-bit left after taking a beet and slice of cake from our fridge. I laid down on the sunken in couch and stared up at the white ceiling, then I looked around the room. I looked at each object carefully, trying to see if anything would bring back a memory. I wondered how this whole "losing your memory" thing worked anyway. I mean where does it go until you remember?

I heard the door close and quickly sat up forgetting my thought and staring at Dallas, he was mean looking. He looked as tough as nails and I hoped his attitude wasn't worse, I was told that he has some record at the police station.

"Hey kid"he said

"hi"I managed to squeak out, I must admit I was still very nervous when I was alone with people I didn't know too well.. I wished Soda would wake up now.

"How you been?"he seemed nervous, probably doesn't know what to say to me, I guess it would be weird trying to have a conversation with some one who lost their memory.

"Fine"Then just at the right moment Sodapop came stumbling into the room, only wearing pajama pants, his hair a mess

"how are ya dally? You just get here?"he asked stretching

"yeah, o was talking with Mr. No Brain over here"Dally said jokingly

But I took it offensively, I can't help it, if anything says something about me being absent minded now or anything I get pretty annoyed. Darry had a talk with Two-bit to lay off the jokes, it was hard for him but he's doing fine.

I saw Soda give Dally a nervous glance toward me, and Dally shut up. The room went quiet, only the gently humming of the machine that was attached from me was heard. I got uncomfortable and started to play with my brown hair that was probably going in every direction. Since I'm still on the machine while im at home, I can't really get up, so theirs never a reason for me to comb my hair.

Then the phone started ringing from the kitchen breaking the silence, Soda got up and ran for it.

"Hello?"I heard him answer

"really?"

"Great!"

"So when should we come and get them?"

"Alright see you in a little bit"Then I heard the sound of the phone hitting the receiver and Soda pranced into the room with a big smile on his face

"guess what Pone?"

"Your patches are in!"he said answering his own guess

This was a very good thing, because it meant my freedom from this machine, that pretty much kept me grounded on out living room couch.

I got up from the couch but it felt funny because I haven't walked in so long, Soda let me lean on him as he lead me out to the car. Dallas decided to take a ride with us to the hospital and hopped in next to me. We arrived at the hospital in no time and Soda led me up to the front doors. The doctor greeted us there and handed Soda a box full of my patches.

"And Ponyboy is starting school tomorrow, I already talked to the school so their aware of Ponyboys condition"he reassured

"Alright, Thank you"Soda said

"no problem, well do we have any questions?"the doctor asked

"yeah where do we put these patches on?"he was staring at the small box he was holding, the doctor took a patch out of the box

"I'll show you the first time, Pony lift up your shirt"I lifted it up uneasily, my stomach was still way on the skinny side and I didnt like showing it to people

Dally looked shocked. But Soda just watched intently, he already knew about my weight issue.

The doctor peeled off a side of the patch and than placed it on my stomach, pressing and smoothing is on near the left of my bellybutton.

"You need a brand new one every day, and these should last you about a month, I'll order some in time for next month so don't worry"

The patch was comfortable, I didn't feel it or nothing so it wasn't a problem wearing it and it was small too.

"How long is he gonna have to wear these for?"Soda asked, usually Darry would be doing all the question asking but he started working again

"were not sure if he can ever be without them, the way his immune system get's him sick all the time"

"oh"

Then we said our goodbyes and headed back toward the car, Dallas looked troubled, so I stayed close to Sodapops side.

"Have you seen your brothers stomach?"Dally asked as soon as we all got into the car, my body stiffened.

"Yeah me and Darry know all about it, he hasn't been hungry lately and.."

"I've never seen a kid so skinny"Dally interrupted

"well Dally, with all the meds and stuff he's been taking he hasn't been too hungry, but Darry and me are feeding him. But his weight isn't just going to spring back, were going to have to be patient"Soda said starting the car and making our way home

I ran my finger across the surface of my patch gently, I wondered what it was going to be like starting school again. The way Dally was worrying about me made me fell good, he looked like he cared about nobody, but I guess sometimes younger kids can get to ya.

Short I know.. But please read & review!