When the three of them got back from work, Pony and I both finished whatever homework we had for next week. Darry had gotten up since he felt better, his throat was bothering him a little, but that's all. I guess resting does help… the thing though that he was worried about most was that he had missed a day of work. The two of us kept trying to calm him down about it, but he couldn't stop stressing about that one day of missed work. The rest got back about two in the afternoon- on Saturdays, they all got to go home earlier than during the week.

Everything Ponyboy had said earlier came back into my head and wouldn't get out. I glanced at Two-Bit, who was talking with Steve and he smiled. But that could mean anything, though. He laughed and joked around nearly as much as Soda. I don't know, maybe I just worry too much about things.

…a few hours later…

"You alright? Ya seem like something's bothering ya," Two-Bit asked as we walked. I just shrugged. "What's wrong?"

I sighed a bit, "I was talking with Ponyboy today while you all were at work."

He gave a questioning look.

"It was nothing bad. Well it kinda was… apparently Sandy cheated on Sodapop. She's pregnant but it's not his kid. Then I got mad cause he doesn't deserve that and I started going on about how he got when he talked about her and such and…" I bit my lip and stopped.

"And what?"

"He said that's how we get. And that even before you broke up with Kathy that you would talk about cutting it with her and maybe ask me out."

He kinda just stood there looking at me. His face was unreadable.

I sighed, "I know I shouldn't have brought it up but if I didn't, it would haunt me till I did bring it up, than I wouldn't be able to sleep. Then I wouldn't get so much sleep that I would probably get sick and everything would get messed up and I-" I was cut off. His lips gently rested against mine.

He pulled back and looked at me, probably for the first time with complete seriousness. "Yeah, I would… sometimes when you weren't there I would talk about you to Pony, he's the only one in that crew who'll listen to me go on about relationships and such. And by the way, if you're worried I would cheat on you, don't, cause I promise I never would."

I gave a weak smile but I guess he saw right through it to my worries. "Rain, I know what you're thinking about. We've known each other for a long time and we've been friends nearly our whole lives. I know people who you love or who were supposed to love have hurt you. You know I'd never do that."

I nodded. "Yeah, I know… sometimes things like this just get me nervous."

"I know. We all get nervous about feelings, even scared."

"I think this is the first time I've had a serious conversation with you," I laughed.

He laughed too. "And people say I can't be serious."

…..the next day…

There was literally nothing to do on Sundays. Steve, Sodapop, Darry and Two-Bit didn't have work cause their jobs closed on Sundays. The drive-in was closed cause they thought kids should "spend time with their families" or something. Ponyboy would usually do his homework on Saturdays and I would usually save mine for Sundays so I'd have something to do, but if I was with him on Saturdays, then I'd do mine today so I wouldn't just sit in silence while he did his work. And the worst part, nearly every place in town was closed cause they had the same thoughts as the drive-in.

You'd think after all these years, we would've thought of something to do on Sundays.

Steve, Soda and Two-Bit were playing cards. Darry was doing dishes. Pony was reading. I decided to just sketch in my notebook. I wasn't the best drawer, but I'd see Ponyboy do it and he taught me how to draw once, plus like I said, there was nothing else to do. I didn't even know what I was sketching, I didn't take a chance to look at what I had, I just kept adding lines and shading.

"It looks like Mickey Mouse," someone said over my shoulder.

I jumped at the person's voice then heard laughter erupt from Two-Bit. "Jerk!... and of course you'd say that." He shook his head. "I meant Soda's Mickey Mouse," he whispered.

I remembered Mickey Mouse. Soda was devastated when he got sold. I was eleven or twelve years old cause Soda is about a year old than me, and Ponyboy is about two years younger than me and he was about ten years old. Ponyboy tried to save money to buy him for Soda. Any money I would get, I would give to Pony to help him. We both kinda laugh at the whole things now, now that we know horses cause way too much for two ten and eleven year old kids… none of us ever talked about it though.

There were certain things that none of us ever talked about, at least not with the person in the room. For Sodapop- it was Mickey Mouse and now Sandy. For Ponyboy- it was when him and Johnny killed the Soc and ran away all the way to when Johnny and Dallas died. For Two-Bit - it was everything that happened after the rumble that night. For Steve- it was his dad… we all had something that was touchy or sensitive and area that shouldn't be toyed with, and none of us would ever mention unless it was absolutely necessary. Or if we did, we would wait till the one person was out of the room.

I looked at Two-Bit, kinda surprised he mentioned that with him about twenty feet away. I looked at the sketch and agreed with him. I quickly ripped out the page and folded the paper up, then put it in my pocket. I put my finger over my lips and he nodded and went back to the table with the two.

The phone rang and my head shot up. "Someone get that?" Darry called from the kitchen. I volunteered to and got up to answer the phone. I picked up the phone, "Hello?"

"Hello, is this Darrel Curtis?" the person on the other line said.

"Um, no… this isn't."

"Is he there?"

"Yeah…"

"Would you get him, please?"

I covered the speaker of the phone with my hand, "Darry, they wanna talk to you." He nodded, dried his hands and came to take the call. I went into the kitchen and finished the dishes for him while he was on the phone. "Hello?... yes, that's me. Who's calling?... oh, alright… uh yeah, yeah sure… sure, thank you, bye." With that, he hung up the call. "Who was that?" Sodapop called to his big brother. "Uh… my boss. He's calling everybody to say that tomorrow's work is cancelled cause he has a big meeting," he answered hesitantly. Soda nodded and went back to the card game. The way he answered didn't convince me, but I decided to let it go and wait to see what happens.

This chapter was short, I know, compared to my others… but there's a reason for that cause I wanted the chapter to end with the phone call cause of what I have for next chapter so anyone reading this don't kill me please?

Anyway, I'm still trying to catch this up with my notebook and watt pad so please give me a break :P