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Okay, here's chap. 5…

I was walking down the sidewalk leading out of the Curtis' gate, when I heard Ponyboy. He must have seen how up-set I was while I was walking out.

"Chelsea?" He yelled walking out the door after me.

I kept walking. I eventually ended up at Heather's house. I wanted to know more about her and Pony's fight, anyways. I walked right in, because her parents weren't home. Their car wasn't in the driveway. I went up to her bedroom door, and knocked.

"Come in." She yelled.

"Hey." I said, once I had walked in and seated myself next to her on the bed.

"Hey." She replied.

"So…What happened today with Ponyboy?" I asked, rather slowly.

"Oh. He thought I was looking at some random guy and he swears the guy looked back, but I didn't look at what ever guy he was talking about. For all I know, there was no guy! He's just being stubborn. He doesn't even trust me. After four months of us being together…He still doesn't trust me." She practically yelled.

"Aw. Calm down, Heather. He's just worried and jealous. Maybe there was a guy looking at you and he's paranoid or something!" I said, trying to lighten the mood and trying to make her calm down.

"Yeah. I guess. So, what's up?" She asked me.

"Eh. Me and Soda just had another fight. He's not really my friend anymore. He ruined the friendship we had with Ashlee, and I hate it so much. Heather? How am I supposed to fix things with him? Ashlee ruined everything he and I had as best friends, and anything we coulv'e had that was more." I complained.

"Go talk to him." She said.

"No! I can't!" I said.

"Yeah you can! Think about love!" She said. There was something in her voice. When she said 'Think about love' she had that girl-ish squeal in her voice.

"Only if you'll go talk to Pony." IO said.

She sighed, but nodded.

"You know he's just jealous! He wants you to look at only him!" I said, and she nodded again.

"Okay, fine then. Let's go." She said.

"Now? I just left there not even ten minutes ago." I shrieked.

"Yes, I miss Ponyboy." She answered sadly, and I smiled.

"Okay, fine. Let's go." I said.

"Wait! I gotta get ready. Hang on." She said. She started applying eyeliner and lip-gloss.

"Are you ready yet?" I complained.

"Not yet!" She answered.

We finally left after she put of mascara and fixed her hair.

When we got there Ponyboy was lying on the couch. A worried expression plastered on his face. I guessed Soda was still in his room, because I didn't see him.

"Hey Pony." I said, in a dull face.

He looked up. "Hey Chels. Hi Heather." He said, and he stared at Heather. I couldn't place the look on his face. Worried? Hurt? Confused? Sorry? Nervous. (A/N-Okay, so he had an expression that confused her! Lol.) I can never understand what he's thinking…Everyone else can, though.

"Hi, Ponyboy." Heather nervously said back.

Hmm. Neither of them are doing anything but stare. How do they make-up like that?

"Pony, where's Soda?" I asked him.

"In our room." He answered, keeping his eyes glued to Heather.

"Heather…I'm sorry." He said.

She smiled, and hugged him. I smiled too, now it's my turn. My smile turned to a frown. I slowly walked back to Pony and Soda's room.

"Hi Soda." I said, nervously.

"Hi." Was my reply.

"Pony and Heather made up." I told him. Small talk.

"That's good." He replied.

"Yeah, it is." I replied.

"Chelsea, why are you here?" He snapped. All the sudden angered.

"Huh?" I asked, confused. What does he mean?

"You just said we weren't friends anymore, and now you're in here chatting away like it's no big deal that you said that to me. You want me to break up with my girlfriend cause you want to always have feeling for you! You can't stand that you're not the only girl I like. It's your fault I told you how I felt, and you turned me down. What am I supposed to do? Wait for you my whole life? I'm not going to do that! You can't expect me to just wait forever! This is my life. I have bigger problems then you not liking that I call you Chelsea, now. My life was great before I told you I liked you. I never should have, and I apologize for that. I'm with Ashlee now, and I am slowly-Very slowly- getting over you. It's hard, but I am. I still love you, and I don't know if I love Ashlee yet, but I like her a lot! I'm not giving the chance of falling in love up, so I can sit around and give up my life for a girl who doesn't like me back!" Soda said. Wow. He got all that out, huh?

I was about to cry, and he was too.

"Sorry, Soda. I just wanted to make-up. Bye then." I said standing up.

He turned around, as I walked out door with tears streaming down my face, Pony and Heather gave me confused, yet sympathetic looks on their faces. Had they heard? I walked out of the house. Steve was walking up the path. I pushed past him still crying, but he grabbed my arm.

"Chelchel? What's wrong, doll?" He asked. He sounds so worried.

"Soda." I cried.

"What about Soda?" He asked.

"He…Oh Gosh, Steve. I hate my life, so much!" I said, sniffling.

"Come 'ere." He said, pulling me into a hug, "Hey! Ya know that dance on Friday? At the school?" he asked me.

"Yeah." I answered. There was some school dance in two days. I wasn't planning to go, either.

"Wanna go with me?" He asked.

"Yeah. Sure, Stevie." I said, smiling.

"Great! So, I'll pick you, Soda, and Ashlee up here at 7:30." He said.

"Aw, they're going?" I asked, disgusted by this fact. (A/N-No, A girl and guy going to a school dance is not disgusting. Chelsea is disgusted it's those two people going together.)

"Calm down, Chelchel. You'll be in the car with them for ten minutes." Steve chuckled.

"I don't wanna be near them at all. Can you pick me up at the Dingo and then we can go pick them up? I don't wanna have to hang out with them before you get here." I said, not making much sense.

"Sure, Chels. The dingo at 7:20, okay?" He asked, going towards Soda's house.

"Yup!" I yelled after him.

I went to my house. Dad was passed out on the couch. I went to my room to think things through. About Soda, and Steve, and my parents, and Soda's parents, and Ponyboy and Heather, and Darry, Two-Bit, and Dally and Johnny before they died. That's when I realized something. I really like Steve. Maybe more then a friend.