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Ponyboy woke up with a start. He had a horrible dream, but he couldn't remember what it was. He thought it had to do with Two-Bit, but he wasn't sure.

He got up in a daze and got ready for school. He headed into the bathroom and washed his face and teeth, and put grease in his hair.

He stared in the mirror.

I wish Two-Bit would notice me, he thought gloomily. Of course, Two-Bit did notice him, just not in that kind of way, the kind of way he wanted. Or so he thought.

He stumbled into the kitchen. Darry and Soda had already left for work.

Ponyboy really didn't want to go to school. But he knew if he didn't go, Darry would kill him.

He opened the refrigerator. He got out the milk, and poured it in a cup.

As Ponyboy watched the creamy white liquid fill up the glass, his mind started to wander. He started thinking about Two-Bit again. He suddenly felt a surge of guilt and sadness. He still missed Johnny.

The door slammed and he spun around in alarm, getting milk all over the floor. It was only then he realized that it had gone over the glass. He hadn't noticed in his deep thought.

Two-Bit came walking over. "Hey, kid," he greeted.

"Hi, Two-Bit," Pony grumbled.

Just forget it, he thought. He was already late for school, so he just decided to put what was left of the milk back in the fridge and quickly cleaned up the mess.

"Want me to give ya a ride again, Ponyboy?" Two-Bit asked. Ponyboy just stood there, staring at him. Two-Bit gave him a lopsided grin.

"Look, kid, I know I'm the most handsome guy you've ever seen, but we really gotta get goin'," he said jokingly.

Ponyboy laughed. Two-Bit didn't know how true it was. In Ponyboy's opinion, he was really good-looking. His grey eyes that danced with laughter. His grin that made you smile just to look at.

"Hello, Pony?" Two-Bit interrupted his thoughts.

"Oh, yeah, sure. Thanks again," Pony said.

Two-Bit chuckled. Ponyboy's heart went wild.

They got in his old car. Ponyboy still couldn't tell what color it was. He laughed to himself.

They were already on the road, half way to school.

"So, Two-Bit," Ponyboy started, "are ya goin' to school today?"

Two-Bit grinned at him. "Yeah, I am. I know how ya always miss me when I ain't there," he said with a grin.

Ponyboy smiled.

They got to the school, thirty minutes late.

Two-Bit cussed for their tardiness and got out a cigarette. He offered one to Ponyboy.

"We're gonna be late," Pony told him.

Two-Bit smirked at him. "We're already late, kid, what's a few more minutes?"

He had a point there. Ponyboy took the cigarette and inhaled deeply. It relaxed him.

After they finished smoking they headed inside. Two-Bit's classroom was a hallway away from Ponyboy's, so Pony walked him there.

"See ya later, Two-Bit."

"Bye, kid."

Ponyboy walked away and grimaced. He noticed that Two-Bit had been calling him "kid" a lot lately. Does that mean he thinks I'm a little kid? he thought glumly. Great, now I'll never have a chance with him.

He walked into his homeroom class.

"Mr. Curtis," the teacher boomed. He was a tall, broad-shouldered man with a thick mustache.

"Yes?" Ponyboy asked. All eyes were on him and he was sure he was blushing.

"You're late."

Before he could stutter a reply, the teacher sent him to his seat. He obeyed silently.

It seemed like the school day would go on for hours. Ponyboy mostly daydreamed in his classes. He only got caught once, and it was Mrs. Garret's class, so he didn't get in trouble. Mrs. Garret's favorite student is Ponyboy, and although she's never said it out loud, everyone in the class knew.

By the time the school day was finally over, he raced to the parking lot to find Two-Bit leaning against his car coolly, smoking a cigarette. He walked up to him quickly, hoping he didn't look too eager.

"Hey, Two-Bit!"

Two-Bit nodded in response.

They got in the car and drove to the Curtis home. There was a letter on the kitchen table. Ponyboy hadn't noticed it earlier. He went over to pick it up. It read:

Ponyboy,

Could you pick up some milk from the store? I need it for dinner tonight, and I won't have time to get it after work. I came home for my lunch break and saw that it was nearly gone. I don't know how it happened; when I checked this morning the gallon was full. I left money on the table.

Darry

Ponyboy blushed as he realized the reason there was no milk was because of him. He had spilled it all earlier.

He showed the note to Two-Bit and he offered to come with him. Ponyboy told him he wanted to walk, seeing as the grocery store was only a few blocks away.

They set off to the store. Ponyboy heard distant car engines and kids playing outside. It was a nice day, not too hot. The wind was blowing, but the sun was out. The sun would warm his skin, but then the wind would cool it off.

Two-bit broke the silence.

"Hey, Ponyboy?" Two-Bit asked in a strange tone.

Ponyboy looked up at him nervously. "Yeah?"

"I've noticed you've been actin'…weird lately."

Ponyboy panicked. So Two-Bit did notice the way he blushed and stuttered around him. Great, he thought. Two-Bit probably knows already.

He gulped. "You noticed that?"

"Yeah, kid, and it ain't good," Two-Bit said. Ponyboy's heart raced. So he thought Ponyboy's feelings were wrong?

"Sorry," he said defensively. "I can't help it."

"Yeah, well you're gonna need to move on, Ponyboy," Two-Bit told him, just as calmly as before.

Ponyboy was raging inside. He was going to have to move on? Two-Bit just didn't understand. A person just can't forget their feelings.

"Yeah well you could have just told me you didn't feel the same way," Ponyboy said harshly. He started walking faster.

"What?" Two-Bit asked. He was genuinely confused.

"How I feel about you!" Pony exclaimed in frustration. "You could have told me before I got rejected. You could have told me you didn't like me that way, or gave me some kind of signal…"

"Uh, Ponyboy, I was talking about Johnny."

The name stung. Wait…he was talking about Johnny?! I thought he was talking about…oh.

Ponyboy stared at him, eyes wide. He'd basically just told Two-Bit his feelings for him.

Great.

Ponyboy spun on his heel and raced towards the grocery store, not daring to look back.

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