Okay, here's the second chapter. Please review!!!

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Kelly's POV

I walked up to the Curtis residence and knocked on the door. As I suspected, Darrel answered the door.

"Hello, Darrel." I said. I looked past him to see someone reading on the couch and knew it was Ponyboy. Some other boy was in the kitchen eating chocolate cake. How unhealthy, but I knew it was Steven. Darrel looked down on me, since I am rather short and said,

"Oh, hi, Kel. Soda's in his room still gettin ready." I hated being called 'Kel'

"Okay. It's Kelly, thankyou." I stepped past him and headed down the hallway. I found Sodapop to actually be in the bathroom loading his hair down with hair grease. He saw me and quickly put down his comb.

"Oh, hey Kelly. Ready to go yet?" Well, if I wasn't ready to go, would I be here? I just smiled.

"Yes." He shut the lights off and we headed to the living room. Steven was still shoving his face. What a pig. Sodapop tagged on his arm.

"Hey, Steve-O. Ready to go?" he shoved the last piece in and said,

"Oh yeah, we still gotta go pick up Evie." I've met Evie a few times. We headed out the front dorr and Darrel said,

"Make sure you're back by 11. Alright?" He was a strict one. I like that. But 11? For a 17 year old in this environment? Maybe 10 would have been more appropriate. He closed the door and said,

"Yeah, okay, Dar. See ya." We got into Steve's car and slowly headed down the road. I was surprised he actually followed the speed limit. Soda was in the backseat with me and I was surprised to see he was buckled in his seat belt. He put his arm around me, and I just looked out the window. This was a really boring dead town. Nothing really to see.

"So, what do ya wanna do after dinner?" Ah, who really cares?

"Umm, I don't know. I think I should head home. I have to wake up early tomorrow. I have something to do."

"Oh, really? What?" Nothing. Absolutely nothing.

"Oh, I'm going to visit my parents. I haven't see them in a few months now." Yeah, more like a few days.

"Oh, okay. I wish I could go visit my parents." He started out the window and I could tell he had a hint of sadness in him.

"So, where are we going?" I hope it wasn't some grease joint.

"To the Dingo. I just hope there aren't going to be any fights tonight." Oh great. It is a grease joint. We pulled up into Evie's driveway, in a mobile home park. Steven honked the horn a few times and she came running out. She was wearing a really short skirt and a shirt that was too tight. She looked like trash.

"What's the Dingo?" I asked, pretending like I really cared.

Soda's POV

Kelly was kind of stiff and boring, but she was so different from me, which I liked. I hoped she liked the Dingo. I don' think she did. We got there, and we were seated. She watched all the people do the things greasers do. She looked disgusted. The waitress came around.

"Hi Steve. Hey Soda, Evie. Oh, and who's this young lady you brought with you tonight?"

"Oh, this is my girlfriend, Kelly."

"Nice to meetcha."

"Yeah, you too." Kelly added. She's also polite.

"So, what can I get yall? Lemme guess, Soda, you want a hamburger with only cheese and a chocolate milk. Steve, your gonna have Soda's fries, a chocolate shake and a side of onion rings, and Evie you're going to have a hamburger with everything on it and a Pepsi." We all nodded our heads. Shirley was my favorite waitress. We got her every time. "And, what can I get for you, Miss?"

"Oh, I'll just have a salad, no dressing and a water. Thankyou." Our food came kind of fast, and we ate it faster. We got back into Steve's car and headed back to my house. We always went back to my house. It was 10:30, so I was fine. We got up to the door and I let everyone inside. Kelly looked around my house and went through a few laundry baskets. The only thing that I didn't like about her was she went through a lot of things without asking. That was it, though. She looked up to see Ponyboy smoking.

"Darrel Curtis! You let him smoke when he's only fourteen?!"

"Well, I guess he picked up the habit somewhere, and I don't usually let him smoke more than a pack a day.

"Uh!" was her reply. I don't get what the big deal was. Oh well. "Okay, Soda, I think I'll head home now. Goodbye." She walked quickly out the door and I jogged up to her.

"Wait, do you want a ride home er somethin? You don't gotta walk."

"I'm fine thank you."

"Alright then." she walked off quickly. I walked back inside and Darry said to me,

"Okay, we gotta clean up tonight, because the people from the state are supposed to be comin. I've got a hold of their schedule. They come on the Saturdays, but they come on the first, then fourth, then second, then third Saturday. Ha. I, Darry Curtis outsmarted them."

"Nice." I said. I was tired, and I went to bed.