A/N: Hello. Guess what? I have bronchitis that was developing into pneumonia, and now I have to take nasty medication. Yay me. No need for a pity party so I'll continue. I hope you all had a great Independence day. If you don't celebrate it I hope you had a good day yesterday, and every other day. Frutata has been my new word since chapter 7, I think. Here is the update you all have been waiting on. Continue.

I do not own The Outsiders or any of the characters.

The gang found out about my ability six days ago. Everything has been normal for the most part. Two-bit keeps asking for me to "go back" for no reason at all. Steve hates me even more, for reasons only God knows. Even though everything still seems the same, it has changed something.

I feel like I am being followed everywhere, although I may just be paranoid. Johnny told me I was being jumpy. Johnny! The one person I know that is afraid of his own shadow says I am being jumpy. It took me a while to accept the fact that he is right. I mean, I would jump when someone walks up behind me, the door closes, and if one of the gang comes into the house. That's not like me. Then again I haven't been me since that storm.

Everyone was busy today except me and Two-bit. Two-bit fun an' all, but once Mickey is on he is the most boring person there is. I stared at him hoping he would notice I was bored. After a few minutes of that I gave up and stared at the ceiling. Our ceiling was very interesting compared to the cartoons Two-bit was interested in. There were stains from the gang's food fight months ago and the 'popcorn' stuff they put on it made cool patterns.

"What's going on in that brain of yours kid?" Two-bit interrupted my thoughts.

"Oh, uh nothing," I assured him.

"You should go back so I can drink this beer again." Two-bit tried.

"No. I'm going to the DX." I stood up and headed for the DX.

I wasn't walking for too long when I noticed a red Pontiac GTO, trailing behind me. Soc's. I quickened my pace. Getting jumped was not on my to-do list. There were still a few blocks between me and the DX, so if they did jump me, I doubt Soda would hear me. My house wasn't in hearing range either, and I doubt Two-bit was still there. If I did get jumped could I just rewind back home and not leave for the DX. The problem is I don't know if my cuts would still be there. I haven't had to try. My only option was to run. I glanced behind me to see how far the car was from me. If I ran I could get close enough to where Soda is working. The car was still pretty far behind.

I began running as fast as I could. I kept looking behind me and the car never sped up. Still, I continued running, because if I wasn't about to be jumped, I was being followed. When I finally made it to the DX, I swung the door open and bolted inside. I continued running until I reached the counter Soda was at, near the back.

"Woah Pony. What's wrong?" Soda worried about me. I was breathing really hard. Even though I ran track I still lost my breath as if it was never even there. I really gotta quit smoking.

"Nothing. Nothing. Can I have some Pepsi?" I tried changing the subject and pulled a few quarters from my pocket. Soda shook his head and handed me the drink, refusing the money. "Boss won't notice." He explained. I nodded and looked out the front glass door.

The car was parked across the street. It was barely visible, hiding behind a tree. Soda didn't get off until six. I looked at the clock and it read 4:30. Almost two hours until he got off. I was gonna wait until he got off to leave. I don't want to walk home alone. Especially with whoever was following me right outside.

I sat behind the counter with Soda. I was reading a book he found in the office for me. Soda and I would be talking more if these stupid girls would leave. Some kept commenting on how much I looked like him. I felt both proud and annoyed at the same time. This continued until he had only 10 minutes left of work. We left once the person who had the next shift showed up.

When we were walking home I kept looking behind us. I would jump at simple noises.

"What you looking for?" Soda looked at me as we approached the house.

"I think someone was following me today." I explained in a whisper.

"Why didn't you tell me at the DX?"

"Cause I didn't."

I walked into the house. Luckily Darry wasn't home yet so I still had some time to think. Soda would tell Darry, whether I wanted him to or not. I was only sitting for five minutes before I heard the familiar sound of Darry's truck. The car door slammed shut, and I could hear his heavy footsteps walking up to the door. When he entered Sodapop immediately stood up. "Ponyboy is being followed." I rubbed my forehead. I was not expecting him to say it so soon. Darry looked at me then hung up his tool belt in the closet. He sat across from me and stared at me. I guess he was expecting me to talk first.

"It's no big deal," I mumbled, "maybe I'm just paranoid."

"Ponyboy you better explain this instant," Darry ordered.

"What am I supposed to say?" I almost yelled. He was about to speak, but we heard a car pull up in front of the house.

"We will talk about this later," Darry looked me in the eye.

When nobody walked in all three of us began getting suspicious. The house in front of ours is vacant and neither of our neighbors have a car. I lifted up one of the blinds and looked out the window. Right in front of my house was the red Pontiac. I stood up and bolted out the door.

"Pony! What the ?" I heard my brothers calling after me. I marched strait up to the car and swung the door open. I began yelling at the driver before I could even tell who it was. Once I stopped yelling I looked at the driver. It was Doctor Langston Montgomery. By the time I noticed, both of my brothers were standing behind me.

"What do you want?" Soda piped up, "Why are you stalking my kid brother?"

"I can only answer one question at a time." She simply stated, removing herself from the car. She stood next to car and told my brothers the only part I haven't told them.

"I want Ponyboy to come to my lab," she explained, "I made him. I can train him."

A/N: Hello again. It would be amazing if everyone reviewed. Even if it is to say you hate my guts. I like knowing what the readers think of me and the story. I may or may not be putting a love interest or two in future chapters. It might throw off the story line so let me know if you think I should. I'm headed more towards the 'no' side. Onto the reviews.

BunnyluvsU: I'm glad I'm not the only one who like Wayward Pines. The only reason I had Steve make Ponyboy prove himself, is because I probably would have done it just to mess with him. Yeah.. Merp.

FrankElza: Im glad you thought last chapter was interesting. Future chapters even more interesting are soon to come.

GreaserG1rl201: I am not sure if the autocorrect thing is good or bad either, so welcome to the club.