Third chapter! Thanks to everyone who reviewed! It means a lot! You guys are SO awesome! =D I've been busy, so, it's been a few days, but here it is! I hope it didn't turn out too badly! =) Enjoy! ^_^

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Dally's POV:

"Get this stupid, fat airbag off me!" I yelled, hardly able to breathe with that stupid balloon in my face. "Is everyone okay?" Darry asked. I didn't hear anyone answer and muttered under my breath. I somehow managed to pull a knife out of my pocket and pop the airbag with it. But it was about that time when a medium sized tree came crashing down. Johnny yelped and half of the tree landed on the front and middle of the van. I looked over my shoulder and saw that the roof was caving in with the weight of the tree. Crap, I thought. I popped Darry's airbag and we both got out of the van and headed for the back seats. We had to get the rest of the gang out before the tree crushed them. We each opened the side doors and began pulling the guys out.

I got to Steve first and jerked him out of the van, shoving him to get him out of the way. Darry was getting Sodapop and Two-Bit out of the van and I quickly grabbed Pony and Johnny from the very back seats.

I got them out and pulled them away from the van that now had a tree laying in it. I was breathing heavily and the only thing I could think of was how close that had been. I turned to Johnny, Ponyboy, and Steve, who were all behind me. Pony was unconscious, Steve looked angry and shocked all at the same time, and Johnnycakes was clutching his right arm. Steve got up and came over to me, staring in shock as the van was destroyed by the tree. I could hardly remember how this had all happened; but I did. Most of it, at least.

We were almost to our camping spot when some no-good idiot drove up and ran us off the road. Darry had turned on a dirt road and somehow ended up ramming into a tree. It must have been a loose tree, though; because not too long after, it came crashing onto the van. That idiot who ran us off the road should pay. This was all his fault!

"There goes our stuff... and our van," Steve muttered. "There went our way of getting back to Tulsa," I added angrily. That's when Sodapop came running over to us. "Guys!" he exclaimed. "Two-Bit's hurt!" After exchanging a look, Steve and I followed Soda over to Two-Bit and Darry. Johnny stayed behind with Ponyboy.

We jogged over to Two-Bit, whose eyes were closed. He had a bloody-looking gash on his forehead and I wondered if the tree had hit him before Darry could get him out. "What happened?" I asked Darry, who was crouched down beside Two-Bit. "I'm not sure," Darry answered, "but he might need to go to a hospital."

"No... hospital," said Two-Bit, slowly opening his eyes. He sat up reluctantly. "Two-Bit are you okay?" Soda asked softly. "I'm all right," Two-Bit answered. "But... what happened?" "We hit a tree," Steve explained. "The tree crashed onto the van. But everyone's okay."

"Why is my head hurting?" Two-Bit asked, more serious than I'd ever seen him.

"You got a little cut on your forehead," I told him. He reached up and felt it. "A little cut?" he questioned. "It feels like I've been hit in the head with a bowling ball!"

I rolled my eyes. Same ol' Two-Bit.

"Are you okay?" Darry asked him.

Two-Bit grinned the best grin he could at the moment. "I'm okay," he replied. "I just have a headache."

Darry looked from Two-Bit to me and Steve. "Are Ponyboy and Johnny okay?" he asked. "Pony's unconscious and I think Johnny's fine," Steve told him. "Yeah. Pon will probably wake up soon and Johnny looked okay to me. Just a little scared, maybe," I added. Darry nodded and looked at Two-Bit. "Are you sure you don't need a hospital?" he asked.

Two-Bit grinned. "Course I don't!" he exclaimed. "I'm fine! It just looks worse than it is!"

Darry nodded and there was a few minutes that went by with nothing but silence.

"So, how are we gonna get anywhere without our freaking van?" I asked, still angry that that guy had ran us off the road. "We're close enough to the place we'll stay at to walk. But we can't camp anywhere now since our stuff has been crushed," Darry answered. He thought for a minute. "Soda, you and Steve go see if you can pull any of our camping gear out of the van. Dallas, you go see if you can find my boss waiting for us at his cabin. Tell him we'll be there soon. You can just hang out and wait for us. I'm gonna go check on Pony and Johnny. Two-Bit, you just rest," he intructed.

I watched as he went over to Ponyboy and Johnnycakes. I grabbed a map out of my back pocket. It was a map of this small, one-horse town. Darry had marked the roads that we had to travel on in red ink. I figured if I followed the map, I'd get there okay. I waved good-bye to Two-Bit and was about to start down the dirt path when I heard a quiet voice speak behind me.

"Hey Dal'." It was Johnny.

I turned around to face him. "Hey, kid," I replied. "I'm about to go find our cabin and Darry's boss. You wanna come, too?" Johnny's face lit up and he smiled. He nodded and we started down the path. According to the map, the cabin was only about a mile down the road.

"So, was Pony okay?" I asked him as we walked. "Yeah," he answered. "He just hit the seat, is all."

I nodded and stuffed my hands into my pockets as we walked. I looked over at Johnny who was watching his shoes as he walked through the dirt. "You didn't get hurt too bad, did ya, kid?" I asked him.

He shrugged. "No," he answered. "My arm was just bleeding a little because I hit the window."

"We'll get you a bandage when we get to the cabin," I told him.

"I'm fine," he assured me. "It doesn't hurt."

"Well, yeah. But still, if your arm is hurt at all, I'm sure Darry would-" He interrupted me.

"I'm fine," he said again, more firm than I'd ever heard him. I was taken aback and didn't say anything. We walked in silence for the rest of the mile and I couldn't help but think about how we would already be there if that careless idiot hadn't ran us off the road. I hoped I'd run into whoever it was so I could teach him a lesson.

But anyway, a few minutes later, we arrived at the cabin. It was on a big piece of land. Right in the middle of the land. It looked very different than the places in Tulsa, and even more different from the places I'd seen in New York. Me and Johnny walked over to the cabin and I saw a man standing on the front porch. He made a disgusted face when he spotted us. I couldn't help but glare at him as we walked over to him. He was dressed in a Hawaiian-looking shirt and a pair of shorts. He looked too... stupid? No. That's not the word. Ridiculous? No. Happy? Yeah. Maybe.

"Uh... hi," he said. "May I ask who you are?"

"No," I answered, a little annoyed by the looks he was giving us. He acted like we were gonna rob him or something. "We're here because Darry sent us. He says he'll be here soon."

The man was confused. "Darrel?" he asked. "Well, I'm looking forward to talking with him." He paused. "You can call me Larry." He held out his hand for us to shake.

I stared at his hand like I thought it was a dead bug. Johnny reluctantly shook it and I figured he was just trying to be nice. "I'm Johnny," he said, and I was glad he'd left out his last name. Larry shook Johnny's hand firmly. Johnny let go of his hand and looked up at me. I don't think he knew what to say. "We're friends of Darry's. He told us we could stay here until he gets here," I explained. Larry nodded and smiled at us. He opened the front door of the cabin and motioned for us to go in. "You can go in, make yourselves at home, do whatever. Down the road, we have a pool for the people that live in cabins around here. You can go there, too," he told us.

"There are more cabins?" I asked. "How come I don't see anymore?"

"They are separated," he explained. "Each cabin is far away from each other. The owner of this place wanted it that way. 'Cause you know how annoying neighbors can be."

I rolled my eyes and then turned to Johnny. He looked nervous and he stuffed his hands into the pockets of his jeans jacket. "Wanna go to the pool?" I asked him, wanting to go anywhere other than where Larry was. He nodded and glanced at Larry. Larry nodded and waved. "Have fun," he said, grinning from ear to ear. "We'll try," I muttered and with that, Johnny and I were off the porch and on our way to the pool.

"That guy kind of creeped me out," Johnny told me.

"You ain't a'woofin'," I replied. "I don't trust him."

Johnny shrugged and soon enough, we reached the pool.

It was pretty crowded there, despite the fact it was only spring and not yet summer. People were lounging in chairs, resting under the hot sun, swimming in the pool. Some kids squealed and I was tempted to yell at them to shut up. But I didn't. Johnny and me were already getting weird looks and I didn't want to make it worse. "We don't have swim suits," Johnny pointed out in a whisper. "So?" I asked. "Who needs swim suits to go swimming? There ain't no rule about goin' in with your clothes on." Johnny looked around self-consciously and I rolled my eyes. "C'mon, kid," I said. "Nobody will care." I began walking in the direction of a couple of empty chairs. "Take off your jacket," I ordered. Johnny took off his jacket and I did the same.

I motioned to the pool and grinned. We were at the six feet side and I knew we could both swim. I took off my shoes and shirt and was about to jump in when I heard some random lady start yelling.

"Ronald! Ronald! Wait for me!" she was yelling. I looked to my right to see a woman, probably in her mid-forties running my way. She was over weight from what I could tell and she was dressed in a blue bathing suit. She had two beach towels in her arms and she was looking past me. To my left, I saw a man about the same age as the woman, looking at her. I was just about to jump into the pool when I heard that same woman let out a high-pitched scream.

I was about to tell her to shut her trap when I realized what was happening. She was sliding, still screaming, across the soaking wet cement next to the pool. It wouldn't have been so bad if she wasn't sliding fast and toward me.

"Oh. My. God," was all I had time to mutter before I felt myself being knocked to the ground with a 500 pound woman on top of me.

"Ronald?" the woman asked.

"Yes, Mary?" Ronald replied.

"Thanks for catching me."

"He didn't catch you; I did. Now get your fat butt off of me!" I told her angrily through clenched teeth.

"Dal'," Johnny whispered. His face had a look of warning on it as he looked around. I noticed a small crowd was forming around and that woman still wasn't getting off me.

"I'm stuck," she admitted. "Well, that's just great," I snapped. "Johnny, help get her off of me." I hated to ask him to do it; but it didn't look to me like anyone else was gonna help. Not even Ronald. I watched as a group of kids giggled while they watched the woman on top of me and I promised I'd kick their sorry tails when I got up.

If I got up...

Johnny slowly walked over to the woman and began trying to push her off me. He grabbed her right arm and pulled on it. He jumped when she suddenly cried out.

"Stop touching my arm!" she screamed. "You're hurting it!"

Johnny apologized quietly; but she swatted at him to get him to go away. When he tried to jump move away from her, he fell backward into the pool.

"Why did you do that?" I yelled at her.

She didn't answer and Ronald finally came over to us. He grabbed hold of both of her arms and easily helped her up.

I sighed in relief. Finally. I watched as Johnny swam back over to the side of the pool. He pulled himself up onto the sidewalk, looking up at me.

"Dang," I breathed. "You're soaking wet."

Johnny nodded. "Yeah," he said. "Sorry I couldn't get her off you."

"Ain't no big deal," I replied. "I'm shocked that even Ronald could."

Johnny nodded and shivered a little when the wind picked up. The crowd of people was still near us, staring at us. Johnny's ears turned red and I rolled my eyes. "Let's just go," I said, "before I have to teach these people to mind their own business." I grabbed my shirt and jacket off of the chair and then grabbed my shoes off the ground. I put my shirt on and handed Johnny my jacket. "Don't freeze yourself," I told him, even though he had a jacket. He put his on and handed mine back to me. I rolled my eyes again. Kid had to do what he thought was nice.

I shrugged on my jacket and it was about that time when I heard a glass window break. My head snapped up in time to see the window to the building next to us bust and a bullet came flying toward me and Johnny. My first thought was, Crap.

I pushed Johnny behind me and tried to move us out of the way of the bullet... but Johnny jumped in front of me. "Johnny!" I screamed at him. I grabbed hold of the back of his jacket and jerked him toward me. He let me pull on his jacket while he took it off and then all I had in my hands was his jacket. He was determined to keep me safe. And that's what made me feel worse.

Hmm... cliffhanger? ;D I hope it turned out okay. I'm not used to writing in Dally's POV, so, I just tried my best to think like him! =) Review if you like it, please, 'cause I like reviews! =D

Also, if you have any idea of what you'd like to see in the next chapter, feel free to tell me and I'll see what I can do! ;D

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