Just so you know, this is morning, around one or two PM. Two-Bit nags Dally until he blockes Two-Bit's wheels.

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"I want beer!"

"No, Two-Bit."

"I want beer!"

"No, Two-Bit."

"I want beer!"

"No, Two-Bit."

"I want beer!"

"No, Two-Bit."

This continued for a while, me and Dally going back an forth; all I wanted was a beer or two... or ten. But he wouldn't let me. Some friend he is. Anyways, he resorted to pulling me backwards(one of his new favorite things to do to me) into the living room and blocking my wheels with a few of Pony's books, so I couldn't move. I had my favorite spot to sit in me wheel-chair, right next to the couch, the side away from the door. But I couldn't move back to roll around the books. Damn you, Dallas. He had disappeared into the kitchen with Darry to help him with dinner. Makes me think my food will be poisoned.

After a few, Pony and Johnny came looping in after school. I looked up at them and smiled. They sat down on the couch, saying a quiet hello.

"Hey boys!" I greeted.

"Hey Two-Bit. How are you feeling."

"Good, 'cept Dallas kinda made me immobile."

"Want me to unblock your wheels?" Johnny asked. As if Dally had cat ears, he popped his head out of the kitchen, glaring hard at me, then looked at Johnny.

"Don't unblock Two-Bit. He'll roll away or come and bug me and Darry about beer." he said. I made a face at him as he turned back to the kitchen. Johnny looked at me.

"You're not allowed to have beer?"

"Not for the first week or so." I sighed, slouching down in my chair. "I feel so empty inside." I muttered. Pony musta felt sorry cause he got up and pulled the table in front of me. He and Johnny sat on the other side of me and dealt out a hand of poker. I looked at him, then picked up my cards. I looked at them, threw out three, and got three new ones. I waited as Johnny took a turn, then as Pony took one and laid out a new card. I thought for a moment. I passed my turn. The front door slammed open and in came Steve and Soda. They were mumbling about something. I think the DX was closed today. Anyways, Pony told me it was my turn. All the cards were out, so I laid down my hand, grinning with pride.

"A royal flush?" Johnny gasped, "How'd you...?"

"Cheater!"

"I didn't cheat!"

"Yeah you did!"

"No I didn't!"

"Yeah you did!"

"No I didn't!"

"Yeah you did!"

"How could I cheat? I haven't had my hands on a deck of cards all day."

"Good point." I passed my cards back to Pony and laid back.

"I bet Steve and Soda wanna play poker, play with them." I said, "I don't want to play again." They nodded and moved the table back to where it was earlier. I began to look around my chair for my crutches. I finally found them folded up in a side pocket on the chair. I took them out and pulled them back to my height. I used one of them to help myself up. Once I was on one foot, I grabbed the other one and placed both feet down. It hurt, a lot. But I needed to work my legs until I could walk without pain. I took a step and moved the crutches in front of me. I continued to repeat the process. Soda saw me attempting to walk.

"Two-Bit, what are you doing?"

"Trying to walk."

"Two-Bit, go sit back down." I heard Darry bark at me.

"Shaddup, Dar. It's not my fault Dally blocked my wheels so I can't go nowhere." Darry turned and glared at Dally, who glared right back. "Stevie, open the door, please."

"If Darry says for you to sit down, you should sit down."he said, laying down his hand. Soda cursed at him, slamming down his cards.

"Fine... I'll get it."

"Don't break a leg."

"Such support..." I said, using my foot to open the front door. I kicked through the screen door and left. I didn't wanna go back to the Curtis house. But somehow I had. Anyways, I stumbled down the stairs and made my way to the sidewalk. I just hoped I wasn't gonna get jumped. But apparently, my hopes were too high for demand.

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