Wowee, I'm updating. 'Nuff said. Don't get too scared kiddies. :'D... haha.

Chapter Two

The rain pounded hard against the windows, and you could hear the pitter-patter of it on the roof. Everyone was beginning to wonder when it would stop... starting to wonder whether it would stop at all. The rain, now falling even harder, suddenly broke the glass of the windows, and burst into the room. It was coming down harder than anyone had thought. But what no one had noticed was the flood of water coming up the street... coming dangerously close to the open windows...

"Hey Pony, what 'cha writin'?"

Ponyboy slammed his notebook shut, not wanting Johnny to see the story he had been writing, not wanting anyone to see it. It might worry them, and worry Darry even more. They'd be nervously looking at the windows, twitching ever so slightly...

"Pony? Pony, are ya daydreamin' again? Helloooo?"

"I'm fine," he replied finally, shaking his head, as if to clear it. "I wasn't writin' anythin' important, just some homework."

Darry gave him a look, after he basically said that homework wasn't important. But he chose to keep quiet for, probably, the first time in his life.

Johnny made a face. As Ponyboy had planned, he didn't ask to read it over. He wasn't much of a school... person but he was smart, in his own way. Life smart, maybe.

"Man, is this rain ever gonna fuckin' stop?" Dallas asked suddenly, breaking the silence. "Buck's havin' a party tonight, and I don't wanna miss it."

Of course the only reason he cared was because there was a party going on.

"Well why don't you just go then?" Two-Bit asked, grinning.

Dally seemed to consider this, before rolling his eyes and heading towards the door.

"Know what? You're right."

However, as soon as he opened the door, he shut it again, his eyes narrowed.

"Fuck that, I'm soaked enough," he grumbled, taking a seat on the couch again.

Steve and Soda exchanged glances, Ponboy closed his eyes, Darry looked worried, Two-Bit looked confused, and Johnny looked shocked.

"What?" Soda asked finally. "You mean... it's still raining, right?"

"Damn right it is," he growled.

Everyone let out sighs of relief, but Dally wasn't done yet.

"And it's starting to fuckin' flood everywhere."

Ponyboy drew the curtains and stared through the window at the now flooded streets.

"He's right."

And those shocked expressions appeared on the gang's faces again.