I was watching Steve and Soda play poker when Pony asked Soda when he started to shave. I had snuck into my house earlier to change clothes. Everything was pretty much the same except that I wasn't wearing a jacket and I put my red bandana around my wrist. I wasn't counting on getting strangled by my own bandana if it was on my head. Steve was through cards at Soda while he was distracted by Pony's question. It ended up with Soda and Steve hand wrestling. Darry came into the living room and pulled Pony to the side.

" I don't think you should be in this one. You don't look so good."

" If it was chains or something it would be different. I'll take on a little one."

" Alright but be careful though."

" How come you never worry about Soda though."

" He uses his for one thing to grow hair on. GO!"

We all rushed out of the door at full speed, knocking into each other. I jumped off the porch and ran straight to the gate, swinging my legs over, landing on the other side. I watched as Steve flip off of a car hood. I chuckled as I followed everyone.

" Soda and Pony at the first sign of trouble you bet it out of there you here."

" Nobody gonna call the fuzz around here because they know better!"

There was another gang there when we showed up. The gang leader Tim Shepherd called Darry over. As they talked, a good amount of socs came over. This rumble could start at any moment and it would start when someone took the first punch. My heart was pounding just waiting for something to happen. I wasn't paying any attention to what was going on when I snapped back into reality by Dally yelling

" You know it ain't a rumble without me!"

At that exact moment someone threw the first punch and the rumble was on. A soc came at me and I punched him square in the face. He kicked my leg where I had gotten my stitches making me fall to the ground. He kicked me in the ribs and I got up punching him in the stomach, stunning him. I turned around seeing Pony get beaten up. I rushed over, turned one of the socs around, and punched him in the face. It felt like forever with all this punching and kicking. Then I heard a yell of victory from a greaser and saw the socs run off in fear.

" WOO!" I yelled.