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It was Monday. I hated Mondays and I knew everyone else hated them too. That meant work and school for everyone. I felt so nervous ever since I woke up this morning because I don't know how I am supposed to go to an all white school and everyone will be picking on me! I don't want no stares from anyone and I definitely don't want to be made fun of! My stomach churned even from thinking about that thought. Right now in my head I pictured me getting made fun of by a bunch of white kids. I felt like I wanted to cry I was so nervous. I was also scared about maybe seeing that tough guy that yelled at us yesterday night. I really hope we dont see him because I dont want him yelling at us or possibly maybe hurting us... But then he is our neighbor and we probably will see him again. That thought made my stomach hurt even more.

"Uggh..." I moaned putting my hand over my stomach.

"Whats wrong?" My father asked. He was sitting in the dining room table and looked up from his newspaper while drinking coffee.

"My stomach hurts. It hurts really bad." I could tell that I had a sad expression built on my face.

"Is it because of last night?" He asked.
I walked to the dining room table and I sat down next to my dad but then I put my head down. "Yeah kind of..." I said in a low voice.

"Listen Nancy, don't be scared, okay?" He said smiling while brushing one strand of hair out of my face.

I lifted up my face from my hands and said sadly, "But dad... I will be the only black girl in that school!" I started to see blurry and I realized that hot tears where going down my face. I continued, "I will be made fun of by the rest of the kids." This time I yelled, "I won't make any friends!" I said crying even louder while burying my hands into my face.

"Honey... You will be fine, okay? Once grandma gets better, we will move out and then we will go somewhere else."

"Dad... Is she ever going to get better?" I stopped crying by now. I only let out a few sniffles but that was it.

"I sure hope so, sweetie." He said while putting an arm around me. "Now go get ready, okay? You have to be out of here by ten minutes." He said calmly.

"Okay dad." I got up from the table and I went upstairs to brush my hair and then brush my teeth. I got up in my room and I got the brush and I started combing my mid-length curly dark hair. I wondered if I should leave it down or put it in braids. I thought for a second and then I decided I was going to put it up. I don't like leaving my hair down. I don't know why. I guess its just that I don't like my hair too much. I wish it was straight like other girls that are different from us. Oh, wait. I remember! I also didnt like my hair too much because whenever I wake up it always gets so knotty and I can never get it out. I got a strand of hair and I wrapped it around side from side until it got tied up all the way til the end of my hair. I got my hair tie and tied it to the end of my hair. I repeated the steps over and over until my hair was in braids. I looked in the mirror and it did not look so bad as I thought it would look.

I looked at the clock at five minutes have passed. I really needed to hurry because I didn't want the bus driver to wait forever on me. So I ran to the bathroom, got my tooth brush, put paste onto it and I started brushing. I really like brushing my teeth. Obviously, its an everyday routine. You don't ever want smelly breath on school days or any days. So I was done with that. I looked at the clock again and I had two minutes to go. Instead of drinking mouthwash, I went to my mothers room and I found some of her perfume. It was called Ferrari perfume. The company also made eyewear, pens, pencils, perfume and cologne. I held the tiny bottle and I put in on my left hand and I put my pointer finger onto the bottle opening. I tipped the bottle until the fluid moistens my finger tip. I applied the fragrance by dabbing the perfume to the pulse points of my neck, below my earlobes, behind my knees, my ankles and my wrists.

As I was done, I put my wrist to my nose and I smelled the fruity fragrance on my skin. Boy, did I smell good. I was distracted when my father yelled, "Nancy! Time to go to school!"

I yelled, "Okay, dad!" And I ran down the stairs. When I went down my mom said sweetly, "Here's your lunch!" I went to her and gave her a hug and she said, "Be careful, okay? I love you." She said while kissing me on the head.

"Okay. I love you too!" I said while walking out of the door.

I got outside it was so bright outside that I had to squint my eyes. I looked over and I was looking to see if any people were on the street. I only saw one walking behind me. He was white and had brown hair with gray eyes. He smiled and waved to me. I walked slowly so he could catch up.

"Hey! You didnt have to slow down for me, I am a fast runner!" He said and then smiled.

Oh god, his smile was amazing. It made me automatically smile back. It wasnt even in my control!

"I didn't get to introduce myself last night. My name is Ponyboy Curtis."

"Ponyboy? Thats an original name." I said smiling.

"Whats yours?" He asked looking at me this time.

I didn't like the way he was looking at me. I mean, it wasnt rude but I just felt something weird building up in me. What was going on? I just started talking to him just now! I shouldnt be like this. I dont even know the guy well!

I said, "N-N-Nancy Rawls."

"Now thats a common name." He said smiling. We walked slower and slower every time we talked. I moved a little fast so we werent late to school.

"Hey, whats the hurry? We are near the school. Its not that far from here. Its only ten minutes." He said keeping him eyes on the sidewalk.

"Oh. Well I just don't want to be late for school on my first day." I said looking at him.

"Don't worry. You'll be fine." He said smiling at me.

So we started walking after three minutes we didnt talk. Instead, Pony says, "Hey I am sorry about last night... I didnt mean for you guys to get yelled like that. That was my brother Darry. He's very strict about you know... Uh... You guys moving into our neighborhood." He looked at me but then said, "I mean I don't mind. Me and Soda dont mind. He just does..."

"It's okay... Why is your brother lke that?" I asked in concern.

"I don't know. I mean you guys didnt do anything at all to harm us." He said looking down at the lightly brown sidewalk.

We walked in silence for another couple minutes until I said, "I wonder if we could finally be together." I said looking at him. He looked at me too.

"Huh?" He asked confused.

"I mean you know we as in black and white people. I wonder if we can just finally be together like a big family." Pony didn't say anything he just looked at me. I continued, "It's not fair that we have to have everything different than you guys. You get the best schools because you are white and we get the bad ones because you guys think we are low class. I am just getting sick and tired of this."

He spoke up and said, "Well, I don't think you guys are low class."

"Thanks Pony. I really appreciate it."

"No problem." He said. We were close to the school now. The school was humongous and it looked like it was a three story building.

I said in amazement, "Thats our school?"

"Nice, isn't it?" He said.

"Yes! Its so big!" I stood there with my mouth agape.

"Well before we go in, I gotta tell you something." He said and then he pulled me by the arm away from the entrance of the school and whispered, "You see those guys?" He tilted his head for me so I could see them. The guys that Pony was talking about where five young handsome men. They had nice combed hair and the three tall handsome boys were wearing madras shirts while the other one was wearing a blue sweater and a white shirt underneath and the other one was wearing a light yellow shirt underneath his wine-colored sweater.

I quickly looked back and said, "Yeah, what about them?"

"Whatever you do, don't go near them. Okay?"

"Why?" I asked. What would they do to me? I don't think that they would beat me up or anything. I realized they would probably because I am black.

"We live on the East side of town and that side is known as the low class side and they live on the West which is the more nicer side. Thats why the hate us. They would beat you up if they came near you, okay? So just listen to me and try to stay out their way." He said.

I was wrong. They wouldnt beat me up because I was black, its all because we are on the poor side of town. "O-Okay. I got it." I said. I was a little scared.

"Okay. Let's go to school."

As I got into school, there was several teachers sitting at a table in the hallway that said underneath each little table, "7th grade, 8th grade, 9th grade, 10th grade and 11th grade." Well I was in eighth grade, so me and Pony stood behind each other but then the teacher for the eighth grade schedules said, "Pony, you have to line up in alphabetical order!"

"Oops. Well it looks like I will be up in line. You have to ask others where to stand. Hopefully we will be in classes together!" He said as he was walking in line.

"Oh boy..." I sighed.

So I asked the people in the back of the line. I said, "Excuse me." The one boy looked at me with a dirty look. So I said, "I'm sorry." I asked a girl that was again in the back of the line, "Go away!" She said with a dirty look on her face. I was done with being yelled like that so I went to the back of the line. Like what happened before, I got a lot of dirty looks. The boy in the back of the line gave me another dirty look and I just ignored him. I was sure getting a lot of bad looks. It was just because I was black. How rude can people be at this age.

The line got smaller and smaller. I was happy. I just wanted to see if I had any classes with Pony. I sure hope so. He's my only friend here so far and the only one that accepted me. I looked over and I saw Pony leaning against the wall and waving. He was going to wait for me. How nice of him.

As it my turn, the heavy set lady with dark hair asked, "You're name." She said sternly.

"N-N-N-Nancy Rawls." I said.

She titled her head and went to the R section of the stack full of 8th grade names. She didn't say a word. She just handed my schedule to me and that was it. When all the others went, she smiled and told them to have a nice day. I sure hope none of the other teachers were gonna be like this.

I ran over to Pony and I said, "Heres my schedule! Check it!"

He took my schedule and he put both of them near each other so he could look at each one. His gray eyes were moving every time he read each class. His eyes opened wide and he said happily, "Well what do you know, you are in all my classes except for P.E."

"Oh, this is wonderful!" My eyes glowed and I was so happy that I hugged him. He blushed a little and said, "H-Hey.."

"Oh, sorry. I just got a little carried away." I said looking at the floor.

With his face and ears still hot he rubbed his head and said, "It's okay. Lets go."

I blushed a little. He basically knew where to go so I followed him to his homeroom. He said, "Well this is it. Come on."

"W-What about our lockers?" I asked. In my old school they would give out our schedules and locker combinations before we went to school.

"We will get them as soon as we are out of homeroom." He motioned me to the room.

Our classroom was big and each desk was lined up. It wasnt put together in fours or fives like in my old school.

"Welcome class, come on in." Mrs. Hazen said. She sounded really sweet. Hopefully she was really nice. I guess she must be a pretty teacher because some of the guys eyed her in a weird way. She looked young like in her late twenties' and she was tall and had long wavy blonde hair. She wore a little too much makeup.

I sat down behind Pony and the Greasers and the middle class sat in our row and the next row. The Socs sat near the windows.

When everyone sat down, she said, "As you all might not know me, my name is Mrs. Hazen. I will be your homeroom teacher for the whole three years of Junior High."

I heard some guys whistling and one of them said, "Well, I guess I have good luck." Some of them laughed and others turned their heads to see the person who said that. The guy who said that looked like a Soc because he wore a madras t-shirt and as we got in, he was making fun of a greaser boy who I did not know of yet.

"Thomas, you don't want to get in trouble do you? If you give me any of this talk, I will send you down to Mr. Nobles office." The Soc now named Thomas rolled his eyes and they all listened to her this time to her.

"So class, from today on and the next two days, homeroom will be longer and classes will be cut fifteen minutes earlier. Each class has 45 minutes everyday." Kids were hollering and carrying on and shouting happily. She continued, "This may be a change to some of you because you guys have been used to having block scheduling in seventh grade."

"I am now going to give you your handbooks that you will also be using the entire year this year. So please try to take good care of them because we can't afford to buy another." She looked at the class and said sweetly, "So I will be calling you in alphabetical order by last names so please be ready." She continued, "Ronald Adams please come up and get your planner."

The heavy set boy got up from his chair and almost tripped because one of the Socs put there legs up while he was walking.

"Woah!" He said. He put his hand onto the desk to keep him steady.

"Gotta be more careful, BUDDY." One of them said and the other guys behind them who were most likely Socs snickered.

"Stop that right now, William! I guess you guys want to be sent to Mr. Nobles office do you?"

"No." William answered.

"Well then, you guys better straighten up or I will send you guys down there!" Ronald then went up and got his planner.

"Charles Adkins please get your planner."

So it went like this until everyone got their planners."Nancy Rawls, please come up and get your planner." She said once again, sweetly. She looked up from her list and her eyes were wide open. She smiled and said, "Here you go."

I smiled and said, "Thank you." I guess she isn't mean after all. I was happy. Thats one teacher I am gonna like for the whole year. Like I said before, it went on like this until everyone had their planner.

"Please open your planners to page six and the section is called the code of conduct."

You could hear the pages being flipped over. So I went to page six and I followed along to the teacher.

"As a member of the school community, I will try my best to make a positive contribution. Therefore, to show respect for others, and myself I will: dress appropriately so I do not distract others or disrespect others." She continued looking at her planner, "Does anyone else want to read?"

I raised my hand up and she said, "Okay Nancy, you can begin reading."

"Code of conduct number two: I will avoid the use of any illegal o-" I was cut off by some class mate who was mimicking me.

"James, stop that right now! I am tired of dealing with this! If any of you guys talk while I or someone else is talking, you will be sent immediately to the principals office!" That made everyone quiet. She took a deep breath and said, "Sorry, Nancy. Some people are just so disrespectful here. Please continue."

So I did I said again, "Code of conduct number two: I will avoid the use of any illegal harmful substance that is in violation of school policy."

"Thank you very much, Nancy. You have a wonderful reading voice."

Twenty minutes have passed and now we got to get our lockers. She called us each by our last name and she gave us our locker number and our locks. Luckily, my locker was four lockers away from Ponys so it wasn't that far. He looked at me and smiled, I smiled back.

I got my lock and I put it on the hook and I locked the locker. I thought to myself "17-45-12" I turned to the left so I could get to 17. Then I turned to the right and I passed the number then I went to 45. I went left and then I turned at 12. I put my hand in the hole to push it down and it worked. I was so happy. I put my book bag in my locker and I carried my empty folders to homeroom to be dismissed.

But when I was about to walk back, I saw Pony and he looked like he had trouble opening his locker. I asked, "Do you need help?"

"Yeah I do. Thanks." He said.

"Whats your combo?"

"10-20-35."

"Okay." I repeated the process like I had done on my locker and I got it open for him. I told him the steps on how to open his locker and he tried it this time and he got it right.

"Thanks!" He said with a smile on him.

"No problem." "Lets go to homeroom." I said.

We got into homeroom so I talked to Pony a little and I met some of his friends named Gary and Joseph Ryan. They had greasy hair and plain white t-shirts with jeans on so I was guessing that they were Greasers as well.

Someone called out, "Hey Pony, is that Coca-Puff you're friend?"

Pony turned around and there was Bob Sheldon. He was pretty mean. I hadn't noticed him in our class until now.

"Yeah she's my friend, what about her?" Pony snapped at him.

"Well, you know, white don't mix with black too well. I don't think you have noticed."

"Shut up, will ya?" He snapped once again. I could see his face as red as a beet.

"Oh, someone's getting a little feisty. Why don't we teach him a lesson later on, right boys?" He smirked at me.

"Just go away!" I said.

"Who's going to make me huh? Gimpy." He laughed at the last word and same with the other Socs.

"Alright you had it." Pony said. Before he could do anything, Mrs. Hazen said loudly, "Pony one more warning and you are going to the principals office!"

"But he-" He was cut off by Mrs. Hazen. "Curtis, I am warning you!"

Pony turned slowly back to Nancy and the Socs one again, laughed.

"It's not funny." He said.

More snickering from the boys were heard which made Pony beet red with anger. The bell rang and everyone got out of class. I said calmly, "Pony, try not to listen to them, okay? I don't want you getting in trouble."

We were in the hallway by then and he said, "Nancy, they started it! I didn't do anything!"

"I know you didn't but I saw what you were about to do to that Soc. I am just warning you." I said softly.

"Alright, well I have to go to gym now. I will see you later." He said.

"Okay bye!" I said smiling.

So I asked my homeroom teacher where room B-5 was and she said up the stairs and that the room is the first door to the right. I got up the stairs and boy were they tiring to get up too. My legs hurt so bad by the time I got up to the second floor. I sure wish that this was a one story. Once I got up, I turned to the right and there was room B-5.

There stood an old man in his sixties. He was very tall and he had a long face with gray hair. When I went inside his room, he looked at me weirdly. I went inside his class room and I saw a bunch of Soc girls and boys. I couldn't believe it. I knew something bad was going to happen.

My name was on the desk and thats where I was going to sit. The bad part was, there was all Socs in all the corners from me. One was infront of me, in the back, on the right, and then on the left. This was not going to be good.

One of them was a girl. She had long dark brown hair and beautiful blue eyes. She smiled at me wirly. I smiled back. She was dressed so nicely. She had a blue cardigan around her and a simple yellow dress underneath. And there was me in an ugly dark blue dress with my brown loafers.

Then on the sides of me where three guys. They looked liked Thomas and James. I was scared. There was a girl infront of me white black medium length hair. I couldnt tell what she looked like but the girls in my class were so pretty so I guess she was pretty too.

As everyone came in the door, the teacher named Mr. Lombardo said in a hoarse voice, "Welcome, class. My name is Mr. Lombardo. Today we will discuss some things about ourselves. I will give out a sheet of paper and on that paper will ask you some questions. If you do not complete this, you will receive a 0 on the first day. So I recommend you to fill this out so we don't have any problems." He eyed me again and he took out seven papers for each row so we could pass them around.

The soc girl in front of me saw me while she was giving me the papers and she dropped them on purpose, "Ooops! My bad!" She said while giggling.

The papers where scattered onto the floor and the girl behind me gave me a look that she wanted to pick them up but couldnt. As I picked them up she whispered, "Sorry." In a sad tone. Why didn't she help me? She wanted to so then why didn't she?

As I put the paper in front of my desk, I gave the pile back to her and she whispered to me, "Thanks." She again, had a wirey smile.

Once everyone had their papers, Mr. Lombardo said again in his everyday hoarse voice, "You may now begin."

I looked at my paper and I got my pencil to start writing. All it asked you was what was your age, birthday, hometown, favorite book, favorite movie and so on. For my favorite movie, I picked Rebel Without A Cause. I had always liked that movie. I forgot the guys name that played Jim Stark. I believe his name was James Dean. Speaking of actors, they had a question and it was what is your favorite actor so I put him in.

In five minutes everyone was done. Then Mr. Lombardo said, "You may now find a partner to share your answer with. And you are going to present to the class you're answer." I could hear people saying awwww. I had to agree with my classmates. I did not feel like having to present.

I looked at the girl behind me to see if she needed a partner and she whispered to me another sorry. Why was she whispering? Whats her problem? She could talk to me if she wanted too.

I looked around and I thought to myself that it looks like I wouldnt get a partner until I saw a boy that looked sixteen and he was looking around to find a partner. He looked like one of the boys that I saw from yesterday night. I got up from my desk and I came near him. He looked at me with his big black eyes of his. He looked like a little puppy. I asked, "Excuse me."

"Y-Y-Yeah?" He asked in kinda low voice.

"Will you be my partner?" I asked in a sweet voice.

"S-Sure." He said with a faint smile. He sat up straight and he gave me his paper. He had really nice handwriting. I looked at his name... His name was Johnny Cade.

"H-Hey." He said in amusement.

"Yeah?" I put my head up.

"You like the book Gone with the Wind?" He smiled.

"Yes. I do. I read it in my old school." I smiled at him back.

"I like it too. It's one of my favorite books."

I didn't know he liked it because I didn't see that question yet. "Oh really? Thats nice." I said.

"Um... My name is Nancy Rawls. I am new here."

"I know it says so on the paper. My name is Johnny Cade, nice to meet you." He said.

"I think I saw you last night. About yesterday... My friend Dally. The one that told you to get out, well um... He can be a nice guy. You just have to know him better."

"It's fine. But I was a little scared." I said looking at the answers on his paper.

"Yeah.. Hey I think I saw you walking to school with Pony. Do you know him?"

"Yes I do. We are in classes together." I smiled once again.

"Thats nice." He smiled.

"So why didn't you walk with us?"

"I didn't want to disturb you." He said looknig down.

"You can disturb me anytime." I chuckled.

"Thanks." He smiled.

Someone interrupted us. It was Mr. Lombardo, "Since you guys are talking, I assume you two are done. You two will be the first ones to present." We really weren't done but we just listened to him because we didn't want to get caught. He walked back to his desk.

"Aww man." He said in a low voice.

"It's okay. Look at it this way, at least we will be the first ones to get it done and over with. Thats how I look at it." I smiled.

"Yeah, I guess your right."

Everyone was done. I could tell because everyone started talking and then Mr. Lombardo said, "Okay everyone. Nancy and Johnny will be the first to present since they were done first."

"Well, I guess it's our turn now." Johnny said quietly.

We both went in front of the class and all the Socs were snickering at us. Except for that nice girl that sat behind me, like she did the whole time, she smiled.

I spoke first because I figured Johnny was quiet so I was nice enough to do it first. "My partner is Johnny Cade and I will be sharing some information about him. He is sixteen and he grew up here in Tulsa, Oklahoma. His birthday is March 1st, 1949 and his favorite book is Gone with the Wind written by Margaret Mitchell in May 1936. His favorite movie is West Side Story which was released October 18th, 1961."

Mr. Lombardo said sternly, "Good. Now Johnny."

From the look of his face, I could tell that Johnny didn't like presenting in classes. He looked like the shy kid in the class. He spoke up and said, "M-M-M-" He was cutt off. "Speak louder!" One of the Socs said which looked like James. Johnny blushed scarlet and when they saw his face they started laughing. With one hand in his jean jacket pocket, and one holding the green sheet of paper, he continued,"M-M-M-My partner is named Nancy Rawls. She is fourteen and her b-b-b-birthday is on October 3rd, 1951. She was born in Oklahoma City and her favorite book is We Have Always Lived in the Castle by Shirley Jackson. Her favorite movie is The Magnificent Seven."

"Okay good job. Next will be Christine and James." Oh so thats the girl that sat behind me. Why would she be nice to me? Isn't she supposed to be mean?

When they came up in front of the whole class, the bell rang. Mr. Lombardo said, "We will present tomorrow. Leave your papers on your desks and I will collect them."

By then, everybody left. I went downstairs. I almost fell down because there was so many people. When I came down, I saw Pony. He looked worn out. His cheeks were flushed and he was all sweaty. I should also add that he looked disappointed.

"Hey! How was gym?" I said running up to him.

"It was good until I started sweating so much that all the grease came off my hair. I don't look so tuff do I."

"Huh? Whats that mean?" I said.

"Tuff is a word that we use to define something thats cool. So we use that word. So how does it look. Is it bad?" He said walking backwards to see me.

"It doesn't look that bad." I smiled.

He smiled proudly. "Well, a girl never complimented on my hair before, so if you think it looks good then I will keep it that way. Thanks, Nancy."

I blushed a little and said, "No problem."

"Hey I think I met a friend of yours. His name is Johnny. Johnny Cade." I said.

"Yeah, he's my friend all right. You met him in English? He's shy ain't he?" He said now walking straight.

"Yeah he's pretty nice." I said smiling.

"Come on, we are gonna be late. The math teacher that we have is really strict when we are late so lets go." He started jogging along the hallways and I was too.

We tried going through the crowds by trying to push a few people out of the way. It didn't work out that way though. I accidentally pushed a Soc. He grabbed me behind the collar of my shirt and he said, "Hold it right there blackie."

I looked up at the man and he was a tall man with some muscle. It was another Soc. I said, "I am sorry please let me go. I don't want to be late."

"Too bad kid, this is what happens when you push us around. Like we care if you are late from class or not. We are gonna show you a lesson." The tall Soc said proudly.

Pony cut in and said, "Hey, knock it off."

"Who's gonna make me. A Greaser? You have to go through me first!" He grinned once again.

Thank god a teacher came in. It wasn't our homeroom teacher though which was good. It was some other lady. I think it was the one from the table earlier.

"What are you kids doing, stop it right now. Let her go, David."

"Hmph." He said and he let her go.

"Go to class before I give out some detentions. I am gonna let this one slide since its the first day but if this happens again, I am going to send you guys to ISS. So you better straighten up."

We both said okay and we jogged to class. When we both entered the classroom a second later the bell rang. I was so happy that we werent late.

"Find your seats, you two." The heavy set lady this time that was a red head said sternly.

We both found our seats and we did the same thing like last period. We got some papers that we had to write about ourselves. Me and Pony were both partners but this time we didn't have to present. I looked at his paper in admiration and I said in shock, "You like Exodus?"

"Yeah I do. I like the movie because Paul Newman is in it. I am a really big fan of his." He said.

"I love that movie. But I like Rebel Without A Cause more though."

We started talking about books and movies until the class was over. When class was over, everyone of us gave our papers to the teacher and we went to our third period class.

I was happy that we had all our classes together. Each and every class I learned something new about Pony. He seemed like a really nice guy to hang out with.

Two periods have passed and we went to our lockers to get our lunch. I went to Pony's locker and I said, "You don't have any food?"

"Nah. I don't like the food here. I buy my lunch at the Dingo. Its a place in town. Do you want to go?" He said.

"Yes but are we aloud?" I asked.

"Yeah we are. My friend Two-Bit will drive us. We are in the same lunch together. Come on, it will be fun."

I shrugged and said, "Okay..."

We met up with two guys. It was Johnny and the other one was probably Two-Bit. I think I met him last night. Two-Bit eyed me and said, "We are not bringing her around, are we?"

"Well yeah. Come on Two-Bit. She is new here." He said trying to convince him.

"Fine. Just today, alright? Lets go." He said.

We all walked out of the school and Two-Bit drove us to the Dingo to eat.

-Ugh okay. This was so long. I promise that I wont make such long chapters. I should habe split it up but its okay. Next time I will do so. Please keep on reading and reviewing! :D