AN: I thought I should try to get some POV on Darry. He has been left out. Please review!

Darry's POV

I woke up at 7 in the morning to get ready for work. When I walked in the kitchen to make breakfast, I was surprised to find Ponyboy already on it.

"What are you doin' up so early?" Ponyboy usually doesn't like to get up early during the summer. He looked up from frying the eggs.

"I thought it would be nice to cook you breakfast." he answered. I found this very suspicious. I looked at him carefully, and he wouldn't meet my gaze. I took this as something bothering him.

"What's wrong?" I asked, feeling slightly uncomfortable. I'm not used to dealing with emotional stuff when it involved my baby brother. That's Soda's job. Sure I want to help, and I try, but its just not my thing.

He still wouldn't look at me when he said, "Nothing." I knew there was something bothering him, but I left it to hang in the air as he handed me my plate.

We sat down at the table and started to eat our food. It was silent for a long time. Then, "What time are you coming home, Dare?" he asked.

That question took me by surprise. Ponyboy isn't usually the one that questions when I come home. I just usually tell him before I leave. Soda is the one who always asks that. Well, if he gets up early enough to. I looked curiously at him, trying to figure out what was going on in my youngest brothers mind.

"I should be back at 5, but I might be a little late." I informed him. He nodded his head, and then cautiously met my eyes.

"I thought, well, maybe if your not too busy, uh, we could, maybe, go see a movie?" He stammered nervously. This caught me off guard. Pony hasn't left the house too much lately, especially with someone else. But now that I think of it, Soda has told me he's been out on walks more. The movies? I hate movies. They bore me. But I don't want Ponyboy to get anymore depressed than he has to. I worry about him sometimes.

I nod my head and say "Sure I ain't busy tonight. We could go after dinner." he smiles at this, and I knew I made the right decision. I haven't seen that smile of his for awhile.

Sodapop's POV

I was having a pretty nice dream about a blonde who was about to kiss me, when I was suddenly shaken awake. I opened my eyes to see Ponyboy staring down at me. "Soda you have work soon. Ya need to get up." I shot out of bed and looked at the clock. It read 10:29. I have about a half hour to get ready. I leave to the DX at 11. I have only a half day shift today since the boss has to leave early for god knows what.

"Where's my DX shirt?" I ask, looking through a huge pile of clothe on the floor of our always messy room.

"Its in the living room, on the couch." Pony answers. I hurry out of our room and into the living room.

"Looks like sleeping beauty finally decided to get her royal ass up." Steve, who was sitting on the couch, quipped.

I give him my legendary smile, "Yer gonna be sorry." I say and then tackle him to the ground. Steve ends up on top of me and I struggle to get out of his grip. "Say uncle." He demands. "Never!" I yell, and then smack my head against his. "Ow!" Steve cries, and while he's distracted I wiggle out from underneath him. I was about to pin him down, when I give a quick glance at the clock. 10:47. Whoa. I better eat something before I head to work. I get up and walk into the kitchen, where I see my favorite baby brother in the whole world.

"Hey pone!" I say cheerfully. He looks up at me and smiles. Yes! I got a smile from him today! I wonder what else is in store…

"Hey Soda, me and Darry are goin' to the Nightly Double tonight. Want to come?" I look at him shocked. Wow. Pony's going out tonight and Darry is going to tolerate a movie.

I smile, pleased with both of my brothers. "Hell yeah, I do!" I say. Ponyboy looks real happy with my reaction. Yes! I'm getting my brother back! He wont be depressed anymore, I know it! But I see something in his eyes… something that almost looks like sadness. Why?

I was about to say something when Steve yells from the living room, "Soda! Were gonna be late! Hurry up!" I grab an apple off the counter and yell my goodbyes before I head out the door with Steve right behind me, my baby brother's well-being forgotten.

Ponyboy's POV

When both of my older brothers finally arrive home, dinner is already set on the table. It was my turn to cook, and I made chicken and mashed potatoes. Its my favorite, and I decided since it was my last day home I should make it my best. My brothers and I sit at the table, eating our supper.

When we were all done, Soda and Darry washed the dishes and we headed out towards the Nightly Double. A Paul Newman movie was playing today. Paul Newman is tuff. I still wish I looked like him. When we got to the theater, it was 8 o'clock at night. This is okay. I don't have to leave till about 1 in the morning anyways. I feel sad about leaving my brothers. I know I might regret this, but I have to get away from this hell hole for at least a little while.

"Hey pone, something wrong?" Soda asks, as we take our seats. When Soda says this, Darry turns his head to look at me. I guess I must have looked sad. Dang my stupid thoughts. Try not to care as much. I will myself.

I force a small smile to my lips. "No. I'm okay." Soda and Darry both look doubtfully at each other, having a silent conversation. I hate it when they do that. We sit down and the movie begins. Almost as soon as the movie starts, Soda takes off to get popcorn and Pepsi's. He comes back with a large popcorn for all three of us to share, and three Pepsi's. Not even half way through the movie, Soda starts to throw popcorn at people. It didn't last too long though, because he stopped when Darry smacked him upside the head and gave him a stern glare.

After the movie, we all headed home. It was about 9:30 when we reached our house. I was feeling pretty good. I haven't hung out with my brothers or the rest of the gang for awhile. I feel real awful about leaving, but I know if I don't get away soon, I'll go crazy.

We head off to bed as soon as we get inside.

"Night, Darry." Soda and I say before closing the door to our room. I hop in bed along with Soda. We get under the covers, and I snuggle into Soda's chest. Soda drapes his arm over me in a protective manner, like he does every night. Even with my eyes closed, I know he's smiling.

"What?" I ask.

"Nothin. Just happy we went out today." He says.

I smile too, my eyes still closed. "Soda?"

"Yeah?"

"I love you."

"I love you too, little colt." And not long after, I heard the light breathing of my now asleep brother.

I made sure I didn't fall asleep all night. I watched the clock until it turned 12:25 am. I then got up and started to pack. I tried to do this as silently as possible. I dumped out all the school junk out of my backpack, and filled it with clothe, a picture of the gang, a pack of cigarettes, a whole bottle of aspirin, a couple apples, a PB&J sandwich, and a Pepsi. It seems like a whole lot, but it really isn't that much. I put my blade in my pants pocket, and my money in the other. I put on some jeans, a fresh t-shirt, a jacket, and then pull on my shoes. I was about to head out, when a idea pops in my head. I write a note to the gang, and leave it on the kitchen table.

As I leave the house I take one more good, long look and leave through the front gates. Off to New York. No going back now.

AN: I finally have this story all planned out! Now I know where I'm going with this! Its going to be lots of drama, so stay tuned! Keep reading! Leave a review! Love you guys!