Alright, I have decided not to wait for 10 reviews, but I still got 7 wonderful reviews. Thank you all!!!!!!!!! This is the second chapter of Jesse. Enjoy!!!!!!!!!! ;P

Oh, soda-me, yeah, I didn't want to say that Jesse was a girl until the end. I'm happy I fooled you!!!!!! Not trying to be mean, but that's what I was going for. And yeah, I know Soda has a girlfriend, it said him and Steve were picking Sandy and Evie up for the game. It was just a friendship kiss. Cause Jesse needed comforting. Just being the sweetie that Soda is. Yeah, when I say "I love Soda", or something like that, it just means Jesse loves them as brothers. Jesse isn't a girlfriend. Well, she is Ponyboy's age...hmmm. And if it's a surprise that I fooled you than I must have done good!!!!!!! Thanks for the reviews, everyone, outlook, karlieness, Kyori Uchila of the Sand, fantoallwritertonone, caitly, bunny94. Thank you for the support!!!!!!!

2

I woke up to the smell of chocolate. It was breakfast. I rubbed my eyes, and threw off a soft quilt that I didn't have when I went to sleep. I put my feet on the floor and walked to the kitchen. "Morning, Sleeping Beauty!" Soda said cheerily.

"Morning." I said sleepily, sitting down at the kitchen table.

"Do you mind me asking why we're graced with your presence?" Soda asked.

"Dave got fucking drunk." I said, accepting the piece of chocolate cake offered by Ponyboy. I only call Dad by his name if I hate him. I always called him Dave.

"Well, we've still got the Nightly Double to look forward to." Pony said, trying to cheer me up.

"Oh yeah, seeing a crappy movie with Dallas. Just the cure." I said sarcastically. That caused Soda to crack up. He started laughing uncontrollably, and he fell over in his chair, which only caused him to laugh more. Me and Ponyboy exchanged a, 'Soda's a psycho,' look, which just caused us to laugh, which caused Soda, who was still laughing to laugh even more. By the time Steve walked in, we were all laughing so hard, we were crying.

"What's so funny?" he asked, entering the kitchen. The scene before him was hard not to laugh at. Sodapop on the floor, laughing hysterically, me and Pony laughing our heads off. Soon Steve was laughing hysterically too. When we finally regained composure, Soda and Steve said bye and left. Now it was only me and Ponyboy. Darry had left early.

"Well, now what do we do?" Pony asked.

"Might as well go find Dally, before he holds up a gas station or something." I replied, getting up.

"Hey, uh, Jess...you don't have shoes." Ponyboy said, getting to his feet also.

I looked down at my feet. He was right. I wanted out of my house so bad, I hadn't bothered to put shoes on. "Damn, now I have to go back to the house." I sighed, looking back up at Pony. "Well, come on."

He nodded and we walked out into the bright morning. Johnny's house was closer, so we picked him up first.

"Hey, Johnnycake." I greeted.

"Hey, Jesse, Ponyboy. Not wearing shoes today?" He teased playfully.

"Shut up." I snapped. We walked to my house, and I cautiously stepped inside. I could hear Dave snoring in the other room and sighed in relief. He was in a hangover slumber. "Come on in." I said.

I walked into my room, and threw on the first sneakers I saw. I walked back out. "Hey, Jesse, play an Elvis song, huh?" Ponyboy asked.

I play piano, and I have a piano in the living room. Ponyboy was the only one in the gang who truly appreciated the music, though. Johnny did too, I think. But sometimes, the guys just liked to listen to the songs. When Dave or my mom isn't home at least. Sometimes they would just listen to me play. Except Dall. He would just stand there and smirk. But at rare moments, I could see his foot tapping so lightly, a mouse couldn't hear, but he did it nonetheless.

Without sitting down in the piano chair, I played Hound Dog. Then I turned to Pony and Johnny. "Happy?" I asked, walking out the front door. "C'mon, it's not safe for the community if Dally's bored."

That made Johnny and Ponyboy crack up, and as we walked we talked about all the things Dally would do in his spare time if he could. "Invent a machine that can wipe out all Socs on the face of this earth!" I exclaimed, making us all laugh.

"You know something that can do that?" a voice said.

We all jumped. We slowly looked behind us to see five Socs.

"Shit," I muttered under my breath. We all broke into a run after that. I quickly looked back to see the bastards were catching up to us. I looked ahead again to see that I was falling behind. I put all my energy into it and started to sprint. Of course, I was going to fast to see that a break in the sidewalk was coming up and I couldn't jump over it. Or go around it. If you can't go around it, and you can't go over it...you're going to trip on it. I fell down hard, and felt the pavement give my chest a nice smack, knocking all the air out of me. Then the Socs were on me.

"Hey, sweetie. Looks like you're in a spot of trouble." One said in a fake happy voice. He sat down so that he wasn't on me, but his legs formed a triangle around my chest. He flicked out a blade. I tried to get away, but the others had my arms and legs pinned. He held the knife to my neck.

"Go to hell," I said, gasping for breath. It's hard to breathe when you've got a guy over you and your arms and legs are held. "Johnny! Pony! Help!" I screamed as loud as I could.

"Those nasty vocal cords of yours are gonna have to go." The one on top of me smirked. He pushed on the knife a little. I felt the sharpness on my throat. Then the guy got up, but he was being pulled. I looked up to see Dallas with the guy's collar in his hand. "Fucking bastards..." he muttered, throwing the guy back. One of the guys who had my leg pinned got up to fight Dally, and I used my free leg to kick the other one, hard. I kicked him square in the face. He screamed out in pain, clutching his bleeding nose. Then, I could see Pony punching the guy who had my right arm. That freed it, and I could see the guy holding my left arm knew he was in for it now. Clenching a tight fist, I punched him. He let go of my arm and I punched him in the face again. I tried to kick him in the stomach, but he grabbed my leg, and flung me in the street. He got up and ran. I got up and was going to chase him, but I felt my arm being caught. I turned to see Johnny's pleading eyes. "C'mon, Jess, it's not worth it."

I sighed, then agreed. There was something in those big black eyes that made me agree with him. I relaxed, and he let me go. We walked over to Pony and Dall. "So what do we do now?" I asked.

Dall lit a cigarette, "Nothing for the good of the people."

The first place we went was a restaurant, where we blew our straws at our waitress, (cracking up as we did so), and caused trouble until the manager told us to get out. Didn't matter much, Dally had still stolen a couple Kools.

Then we went to Dingo's. There's always greasers there. Mostly me, Pony, Johnny and Dally stuck our nosy heads in car windows, sat in back seats, and talked amongst ourselves; who's with who, who's fighting who, who's running away, who's dropping out, etc.

Then a fight broke out. We left when the blades came though, not a good place to be if the fuzz show.

By this time it was late enough to go to the Nightly Double. We didn't feel like paying the quarter to get in, so we sneaked in and sat down in the seats by the concession stand. We would've been alone, had it not been for two girls sitting in front of us. One of them had bright red hair, and the other had short brown hair. I saw Dally eye them, then moved down until he was one seat behind them.

Then, loud enough for them to hear, Dally started talking dirty, getting worse and worse. I barely stifled a giggle as I watched Dallas talk and talk and talk. I glanced over at Ponyboy and saw his ears were getting redder. Johnny got up and left to get a Coke. I tried not to laugh as I watched the girl's reactions. These girls weren't greasy, they were tuff, Soc girls, sixteen or seventeen. I saw redhead sit up straight and heard her gum chewing get louder. Then Dally looked back at us, winked, and put his feet on her chair. Then he said the dirtiest thing he had ever said, and that's when the redhead got mad and turned around to face Dallas. "Shut your trap, and take your feet off my chair."

Dallas had no reaction, and simply said, "Who's gonna make me?"

I heard the other one mutter something about Dall being a jockey. And a greaser. But I could see it made no difference to her if we were right behind her.

"You two ride in rodeos, right?" Dallas said.

"Too bad you can't ride bull half as good as you can talk it." the redhead snapped, turning back to face the movie.

"Barrel racing, right? You two barrel race." Dallas said, ignoring the comment.

"Leave us alone or I'll call the police." The redhead answered.

"Oh no," Dallas said carelessly. Call the police! You should check my record, baby. What do you think I've been in for?"

"Leave us alone," the redhead said, "Be nice and leave us alone."

Dallas smiled, "I'm never nice. Want a Coke, sweetie?

"I wouldn't want anything from you, hood! Get lost!" she exclaimed.

I watched as Dally walked off.

The red girl turned and faced Pony. "Are you going to start on us, too?"

Pony's eyes grew wide. "No!" he assured her.

She suddenly smiled. "I didn't think so. Is that your girlfriend?" she asked, referring to me.

Both mine and Pony's ears got red. "NO! No, no, no, no, no, no no!" I exclaimed, shaking my head violently.

The girls giggled. "What are your names?" the redhead asked.

I looked at Pony. He hated to tell people his name for the first time. I cracked up hysterically when I heard his real name was Ponyboy. But I had grown to love it, and I know he had loved it all along.

"Ponyboy Curtis." he said.

I waited for the obnoxious laughs, or the girlish giggles from these Socy girls.

"That is certainly a unique name." the redhead said.

"My dad was a unique person. My brother is Sodapop, it says so on his birth certificate."

"I'm Jesse Reynolds," I said, trying my best to sound tough.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Sherri, but my friends call me Cherry, because of my hair. Cherry Valance."

"I know you." Pony said. "You're a cheerleader, we go to school together."

"You don't look like you're in high school." the brown haired girl said.

I smiled. Pony was damn lucky. He skipped a grade, he's that smart. I spoke up for him. "He skipped a grade

Johnny came back just then, and nodded shyly to the girls. He's timid around new people. I saw Cherry look him over, and I knew she had done it right.

"Why are you hanging around with trash like Dallas Winston?" Cherry asked.

"We're all friends." I said, a little mad. We all had to stuck together. Dally could be a real ass sometimes, but he was still my friend. If our gang didn't stick together, we would have nothing. We're all we have.

Then Dallas came back, handing everyone a Coke. "Thought that you might need something cold." he said to Cherry, sitting down next to her.

Then he had soda all over his face. That Cherry Valance was a fiery one. "How about you cool down, greaser! Maybe after you get some decency, I might cool down too!"

Then Dallas gave Cherry a dangerous look. Me, Johnny and Pony all knew what it meant. He started to reach over, and...

Johnny stood up. "Come on, Dallas. Leave her alone."