"So what're we gonna do tonight?" Cherry asked Soda as they drove away from Evie's house.

"We're gonna paint the town with red and blue polka dots; every building, every car, every place and everything is gonna be covered in red and blue polka dots," Soda teased.

Cherry laughed, "Soda, c'mon what're we doin'?"

He laughed. "Alright, alright… I figured we go to the movies, cause you always used to like to go to the movie theatre, then maybe grab a bite to eat in town or at the strip." He smiled his usual charming smile.

The two sat in silence for a little while- not an awkward silence- which gave the redhead time to think and try to remember something. Anything.

"I came here to see a movie and I'm gonna see a movie," she heard in her own voice that she said to a girl with short, dark hair as they sat down somewhere.

Cherry shook her head as a confused look found its way to her face. She looked out the window. Where did that come from? Who was that girl? Where was she and that girl? What movie were they seeing? Why was she so annoyed? Cherry shook her head again and continued to look out the window, hoping that the events before that memory would play in her head. When Soda had questioned whether everything was alright, she plastered a smile on her face and said to him, "Just trying to see if I can remember anything."

-/-/-

After Cherry had answered him, Soda felt that same feeling of guilt that he had started to become somewhat accustomed to. If he hadn't pulled into the parking lot of the movie theatre, he would've told her the truth right then and there.

The theatre they went to occasionally had small events that for an entire week, they would play movies that were released ten years prior to the current year. It did this usually three of four times a year. They were playing some from 1957 that night: The Bridge on the River Kwai, An Affair to Remember, The Wings of Eagles, Band of Angels, Loving You and the one they were going to see: Jailhouse Rock starring the all popular singer and actor, Elvis Presley.

Soda was not particularly fond of seeing a movie, but for some reason, he enjoyed Elvis Presley films and most comedy films. He had felt kinda bad about that for three years now, ever since the first time that his parents had asked him to take his little brother to the movies because both them and Darry could not do it. He wasn't fully sure which movie it was, but Soda felt that it was Goldfinger, but he wasn't one hundred percent sure. All he could remember from that trip was that he nearly got himself and his little brother kicked out of the movie theatre cause he couldn't keep still. Ever since then, Ponyboy had never asked his older brother to take him to him to the movies alone, excluding movies like Father Goose or The Incredible Mr. Limpet.

"Did we see a lot of movies together?" Cherry asked him, taking him from his thoughts.

Soda shook his head. "Nah, not really," he answered, "If I remember right, we only went to see a few Elvis movies or a few drive in theatres for those movies."

"Which Elvis movies have we seen?"

He thought for a moment, trying to remember the movies that Elvis released from 1964 on that he had seen. "Viva Las Vegas, It Happened at the World's Fair, Fun in Acapulco, and Kissin' Cousins I think is it."

"How long have we been goin' out?"

"Four years."

-/-/-

Cherry smiled a bit as Soda led her into the theatre after they got out of the car, her hand in his. He had his own usual smile on his face as they walked and she had her own smile and her cheeks were nearly as red as her hair. When they walked past a group of people that looked about their age, maybe a little younger or maybe a little older, all with flasks in their hands that obviously held alcohol in them, she cringed and for some reason felt her heart start to beat faster in her chest.

A boy with curly hair stood in front of her. She remembered the smell of alcohol coming from his breath. "Just because we got a little drunk last time-" the boy slurred a bit and his voice was raised.

That angered her. "A little? You called reeling and passing out in the streets 'a little'?" she demanded.

Cherry's eyes widened and she looked at Sodapop. The boy in that slight memory was not him… was it? From what she could tell about herself since she was released from the hospital, she hated alcohol; the smell of it, the look of it, what is did to people and just everything about it- and that memory there proved her hatred for that damned fermented home wrecker in a bottle. If Soda drank, she couldn't go on another date with him. Though, Soda had said they'd been going out for four years. He probably didn't in that case, but she had to be sure.

Cherry stopped walking and looked down at the ground. "Soda," she said quietly, "Hold on a sec." She started to shake.

Soda felt her hand start to shake and he looked at her nervously. "Are you alright, Cherry?" he asked.

"Um, Soda… do you… have you ever…"

"Cherry, what's wrong? It's like you saw a ghost or somethin'. You feel alright?"

"I had a memory… I was talking to someone, I don't know who… but I need to know… do you drink?"

"Alcohol?"

She nodded. "Y-yeah…"

He shook his head. "No, I don't. I never will. To be honest, that stuff scares me to death cause of somethin' that happened to Ponyboy and Johnny."

"So you don't drink? You promise?"

"I promise you I don't drink that stuff… look, maybe we should skip the movie, you don't look so good."

She shook her head like a stubborn child. "I'm fine, I just got real nervous and scared for a moment, that's all. I'm fine, really."

"Cherry, please let me take you home or somethin'. It's not good for you to be like this since you just got out the hospital not that long ago."

She sighed in defeat and nodded, "Alright, fine." She was still reluctant, yet she knew that he was right. All the shaking from her nerves and just her nerves in general had started to give her a headache and she started to feel sick and dizzy. She allowed him to take her back to the car and she laid down in the back seat as he drove back to Evie's house.

-/-/-

Evie yawned as she sat down on the couch after turning on the television. Why am I so tired? She thought when she sat down.

The whole day, Evie had felt terrible. In the morning, she had felt nauseous. Then an hour or two later, she was starving. The thing was, she was hungry for something that wasn't in the house. She had driven to the store as fast as she could to get what she wanted, took it home and ate it in five minutes. Then about an hour and a half after eating, she barely made it to the bathroom- where she was for ten minutes. Luckily for her, she had tied her long black hair back when she woke up in the morning since she had felt so lousy. She had to run back to the bathroom right after Soda and Cherry had left for their date, where she was for another ten minutes. She guessed it was something that she had eaten.

Her thoughts were interrupted when she heard a knock on the door. Evie slowly got up from the couch and went to open the door. When she did, Sodapop stood there with Cherry, who was pale and shaking slightly. Evie's eyes widened a bit for a quick moment. "What happened to her?" she asked as they brought the redhead to the couch.

"She had a memory that really freaked her out," Soda answered, "Then she asked if I ever drank or if I do. You know I don't, but she hasn't calmed down yet so I brought her back here." He heard Cherry groan as she put her hands on her head.

Evie felt something in the back of her throat and she tried to swallow a bit. "Alright, I'll call you later to tell you how she's doin'," she said, trying to get him to the leave. Thankfully, what she had said had worked and he nodded and left the house. She closed the door behind him and ran to the nearest bathroom in her house. By then, Cherry was asleep on the couch, with a pained expression on her face.

About two minutes later, Evie slumped down against the bathroom wall and clutched her stomach. She knew she wasn't done, but she was for now. She decided she'd go the emergency room. At this point, she was scared that something was really wrong with her. When she finished in the bathroom, she dialed Steve's number. "Hello?" she heard in his voice.

"Steve? It's Evie," she said shakily.

"Oh hey, Evie. What's goin' on? You sound weird, like you're nervous or soemthin'."

"Uh, Steve, could you take me to the hospital? I think there's something wrong with me."

"Oh gosh, yeah of course. I'll be right over. Just hold tight." With that she hung up and went back to the bathroom, just in case.

Poor Evie. :( this whole thing is gonna end bad for her in the end, I'm a bad person blah blah blah

Ok, so I will not be doing any sort of updating this Wednesday (September 16) and that is because that day is my birthday! I will be going out to Cracker Barrel with my mom and my tow best friends and possibly their family! Also, my sweet 16 was this past Saturday and it was so fun and I have no shame that I had it at build a bear workshop and I named my bear Charles after a character from "north and south"

Anyway, another reason I may not update anything soon is cause I found out a very close family friend died today. He was in his late 70s and didn't take care of himself but it was impossible not to love this guy. He's actually the guy who turned my dad onto Elvis Presley, which led to me loving Elvis. I remember when this guy sang "Hound Dog" over the phone to me to make me laugh about a year and a half ago. So: Rest in Peace Gary Selman, thank you for everything you've done over your life for me and being the one to start the church I grew up in and have recently started going back to where I have made so many friendships.

Anyway, hope you liked the chapter, peace from all the hippies of the world! =^-^= (please excuse any typos, for some reason I can't type today)