A/N: Hello. I decided no love interests or anything. It would just throw off the story.
I do not own The Outsiders or any of the Characters.
Once again I was sitting in the living room with Doctor Langston Montgomery. The only difference is this time my brothers were with me. Darry was having a very heated conversation with this lady. It got to the point where they were almost yelling. I wasn't paying very much attention to them only hearing little bits and pieces. Soda was showing both confusion and anger in his face. I wonder if that's what my face looks like right now.
In the middle of the argument Dally, Two-bit, and Johnny walked in. Two-bit and Johnny's eyes got wide. They turned around to step outside, while Dally just smirked and sat next to me.
"Why that broad here again?" he said louder than a whisper, but quiet enough so only I heard.
"She's tryna get me to go with her." I rubbed my hands down my face. He nodded.
"Usually the girls try taking Sodapop."
Dally kept trying to talk to me, but I turned my attention to the very loud debate that was happening in front of me. I figured I would want to know what they are yelling about later.
"I have tried keeping him from the state for months now, and he aint getting taken from me now!" Darry yelled.
"Well maybe I'll just get the state to take him for me." She announced then walked out the door. I looked at Darry. He was staring at his hands, probably processing her threat. The whole room was silent until Two-bit walked back in with Johnny. They seemed confused about the silence. Both boys stood by the doorway awkwardly.
"There a chance you could rewind so that never happened?" Soda finally spoke up.
"I don't know Sodapop. I can try." I threw my hand out but nothing happened. Crap, crap, crap. I rapidly flung both hands out. Of course when I actually need to use it, it doesn't cooperate. My vision finally began blurring but it was only for a second. I was still in the present. Nothing had changed. I tried again. My vision only blurred for a second again. Everyone's attention was on me. That just made me try even harder. I shot my arm out one last time. Nothing. I licked my lips in frustration there was something on my lips but I didn't pay any attention to it. When I looked up, Soda was looking at me worriedly. He indicated for me to check under my nose. Blood. I was bleeding again. This time a lot more than before. I got up and grabbed some tissue, holding it up to my nose.
"You can't do that anymore." Darry announced, "You aren't 'going back' or 'rewinding' or whatever you wanna call it." I nodded in agreement.
When my nose finally stopped bleeding, I tried again. I couldn't live with myself if I got taken away, and was able to change it. I went into the restroom when everyone was occupied, and tried again. This time it worked. I brought myself to the time before I ran out to the car. This time I didn't even acknowledge the car. Two things came out of this. One good and one bad. Good: there was no argument and she never threatened Darry. Bad: I had to explain why I was being followed.
"We'll talk about this later." Darry said.
"No. It isn't one of the gang." I rushed.
"How do you know?" Soda asked.
"I just do."I mumbled.
Darry started educating me about ' The dangers of being followed.' I just sat quietly taking in whatever he said. Two-bit, Johnny, and Dally walked in as Darry finished his lecture.
"Two-bit, can you start keeping an eye on Ponyboy?"
He knew better than to argue with Darry. "Sure. I don't mind babysitting the kid." He ruffled my hair. I swung an arm at him but he had me pinned before it could even make contact.
"Say uncle."
"Never!" I hollered. We continued rough-housing until Soda called out for us to eat dinner. We were having blue mashed potatoes and baked chicken. We all sat around the table and ate. We only did that when Darry was home, cause he hates us eating in the living area. Two-bit was telling a story about some blonde he met Buck's and Dally was shaking his head mumbling about how stupid Two-bit is.
Somehow the conversation turned towards me. "Why do I gotta babysit again?" two-bit asked, even though he was never told why he had to. I looked at Darry hoping he wouldn't tell him the real reason. He seemed to notice because he responded with, "Because I said so."
Two-bit laughed, "You start sounding more like my mom every day." Everyone laughed at that including Darry.
"What's so funny?" Steve walked into the house.
"Two-bit's mom." I joked. Two-bit flung some potatoes at me with his spoon. I flung the food off my face, it hitting Dally in the shoulder. He glared at me. I was scared for my life. You do not want to mess with Dallas Winston. I was surprised when he flung food at Two-bit. We all looked at Dally.
"What," he shrugged, "it's his fault." Soon enough everyone was in a full blown food fight. The wall was painted with blue potatoes and chicken grease.
When all the food was done being used as decoration we all had to clean it up. Dally just sat on the couch claiming to be "supervising". I didn't mind though. I'm glad I changed time so this happened instead of what happened before.
A/N: I felt like ending this chapter on a happy note, because yeah. I don't really have much to say today so here are my replies. I only have one that I know how to respond to with more than a 'thanks'. So thanks to everyone.
Pony'sgirlfriend: Not penicillin yet. Nasty syrup and an inhaler. I decided not to do the love interest thing anyway. I wrote a few chapters in my notebook to see how it would work out and it makes the story seem poopy. Thanks, but I'm not the best writer considering my age, but thanks anyway. I didn't fully explain what she wants this chapter because it is in a later chapter. Heres your update frutata.