I'm sorry about taking the other chapter down, the one about Davanee being taken away. I just couldn't get it to work. I hope you like this version better.

Chapter 15

I was a bit nervous about going to school that night. It was the first night of that sex ed.class. I think that was the first time I was nervous about a class. The night started out like it always does. We covered all the core subjects before the class. Then Mr. Symes left and Mrs. Rose, our guidance counselor, came in. I moved to the back of the class when she came in. It's not that I didn't like her or anything, it's just that I felt more comfortable back there away from everybody else.

"Good evening boys and girls. For those of you who don't know me, I'm Mrs. Rose. I know most of you but there are some new faces in here. Well, I don't know about you, but I hate these desk being in rows so lets move them in a circle." Well that totally defeats my idea of sitting in the back. I don't know why teachers have to move the desk. What's wrong with the way they are?

So I got up and moved my desk into the circle. We had to go around the circle and say our name and something interesting about us. There where a couple of new kids joining us for this particular class. What should I say? Should I say 'I'm Ponyboy Curtis and I have a daughter named Davanee Curtis?' or maybe 'I'm Ponyboy Curtis and I'm a greaser?' Which one do you think is better?

"I'm Ponyboy Curtis and I like to read." There. That sounded pretty good. When the others where done with their names and interesting facets, Mrs. Rose jumped right into the topic of the night. The topic that night was "relationships". Nice easy topic to start off with. Almost everybody knows at least something about being in a relationship with a boyfriend or girlfriend.

Mrs. Rose loved to have us talk about what we thought about relationships (or whatever the topic was). I didn't say anything though. I thought it best that maybe I lay low. I would say something only if I really needed to, which didn't happen in the first class. I didn't really know all that much about having a girlfriend since I've never really had one, innless you count Anya. I mean, we weren't officially going out or anything.

Before I knew it, the class was over. That wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be. For some reason I thought it was going to be much worse. While I was waiting for Soda to pick me up, I saw Anya in sitting on one of the benches outside. It didn't look like she was with anyone so I decided to go sit with her.

"Is this seat taken?" I asked, pointing to the spot next to her.

"No. What are you doing here?"

"I should be asking you the same thing. I'm here for night school. What are you doing here?"

"I had a deadline for Journalism and I had to stay late. I'm waiting for a friend to pick me up."

"I didn't know you where on the paper. What position?"
"Entertainment editor. Not much I know but it's better then not being on the paper at all."

"You never told me you like to write" I said. Anya didn't appear to be the writing type.

"Just articles and stuff. I'm not really big into stories" said Anya, looking down at her feat.

"Something wrong?"

"No, just not feeling good. I think I caught what Tommy had."

"Probably. You don't look too good." Though it was dark outside, I could still see that she was really pale. She shouldn't of been out that late if she was sick.

"Maybe we should take you home" I said.

"Are you sure? I don't want to get all of y'all sick, especially since you have a baby."

"It's ok. We never get sick."

So on our way home, we stopped by Anya's house. The house was dark and the front yard was just random patches of grass. It looked a lot like Johnny's house.

"It doesn't look like anybody's home" I stated.

"That's probably a good thing. Thanks for taking me home" said Anya.

"No problem."

"See ya later." Anya marched up the stairs and disappeared into the darkness of the house. I stood on the walkway for a little while until I heard the car horn from behind me. I climbed back into the car.

"What was that all about?"

"Sorry, just got distracted" I said.

"So, the state called while you where at school" said Soda, keeping his eyes on the road.

"What did they say?"

"They said that everything looked good. Looks like there not gonna take Davanee away after all."
I sighed a sigh of relief. The rest of the car ride was silent. When I got home, I was shocked to see that Davanee was still awake. It was near midnight.

"What is she doing up?" I asked.

"We tried to get her to sleep but she wouldn't fall asleep" said Darry, handing Davanee to me.

"Has she had a bath?" I asked.

"Yeah, couple of hours ago" said Darry. I took Davanee to her room so that I could at least try to get her to fall asleep.

"Why do you have to give your Uncle Darry and Uncle Soda a hard time, huh? Come on, lets pick out a book." I got her favorite book, Green Eggs and Ham, and started reading it to her. She giggled when we got to the part about the train. She liked that part for some reason. I read it to her a couple more times. She usually falls asleep after the third or fourth time. When I was finished reading it for the third time, Davanee had a big smile on her face.

"What are you smiling at?" I asked, tickling her slightly. But then, she stopped laughing suddenly. She looked up at me with those hazel green eyes.

"Daddy?"