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It may seem like this is going nowhere, but I actually do have a well thought out plan. Shocking, I know, I never make a plan. :)
Ponyboy's
I woke up feeling really cold, but I didn't know why. It was summer and we couldn't have the air conditioning on very much. I really hoped that I wasn't getting sick or something. I decide to go for a walk in hopes that the warm air would make me feel better and wake me up some.
I shakily got to my feet, feeling dizzy. I regained my balance and started to put on my shoes. I noticed that my hands were shaking which made it difficult to put on my old dirty-white converse.
I walked all the way to the lot, too tired to run, and saw Johnny laying there.
"Hey, Pony," he called. I sneezed loudly which made him jump slightly.
"Hey," I croaked stuffily. I must have looked as bad as I sounded because he was staring at me worriedly. When I got close enough he felt my forehead.
"Your hot, Ponyboy," he told me. I tried to redirect,"Hot? I'm freezing."
"Why did your mom let you out of the house? Your really hot," Johnny asked. I ignored the cheeky comment wanting to escape out of my mouth and instead I quickly tried to make an excuse.
"I'm... She doesn't know. Umm… She's sick too and was sleeping when I left," I lied hurriedly. He nodded, believing the lie. He told me to go home and I actually wasn't feeling to good so I gave in. My head pounding head was pounding the whole walk home.
When I got inside I realized that dad wasn't here and neither was mom. That kind of worried me, but I was too exhausted to find out where they were. Normally, I would sleep in the lot to avoid a beating while my guard was down, but I need to be careful about the gang finding out and Johnny is there right now so I just slept in my bed.
Sodapop's POV
I walked home from work and into my normally empty house. I went into the room I shared with Ponyboy and saw him sleeping on the bed. Even in the awfully dark lighting I could see that he was pale and his cheeks were flushed a bright pink-red. I put my hand on his forehead and cheeks, feeling for a fever. He definitely had a fever, he was burning up.
I wanted to wake him up and take his temperature, but I could find a thermometer. I head Darry come through the door and decided to ask him where the thermometer was.
"I don't think we have one. Why? Who's sick?" He asked, concerned. I didn't have a chance to respond because Ponyboy stumbled out of his room and the doorbell rang. None of the gang rang the doorbell so Darry answered it. I was met face-to-face with the Tulsa Police Department, and they did not look very happy.
A/N: Sorry that that was short. Anybody want to guess where Mr. and Mrs. Curtis are and why the cops are there? Sorry that I didn't use #1, but I thought that this idea was better.