Discalimer: Don't own The Outsiders.

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Soda's POV.

By the time we reached the drive-in I was already tired of it. I hated being in one place for a long time. Sara didn't seem to mind it though. When we bought our tickets she seemed pretty happy to be here. My stitches were getting a little sore, but it wasn't so bad. Sara just worried about me to much, but the thing is there's not anything to be worried about.

We finally found a place to sit in the last row on the left side. It wasn't that bad of a view, the screen looked clear from where we were. I sat on the last chair of the row, and Sara sat next to me. The movie began and I tried my best to put up with it, at least for a while.

In my opinion, this movie was very dull. It was some kind of old western movie that no one seemed to be enjoying. We would of got tickets to another movie, except all the other tickets were sold out. But after a half an hour sitting there, I noticed how bored Sara looked. She wouldn't tell me that she was bored though.

"Wanna leave?" I asked hoping for a yes.

Sara looked surprised but smiled at me and said, "Okay."

We got up from where we were sitting and walked outside to find my truck. To my surprise it didn't take long, I actually remembered where I left it. I opened the door for Sara and carefully shut it behind her. By the time I had reached the other side, Sara had started up the car. "Cold?" I asked while I jumped in.

"Just a little," she said through her teeth.

"Want my jacket?"

"No, no. You keep it, its freezing," Sara insisted.

"Are you sure?" I questioned sounding concerned.

"Positive."

I shrugged my shoulders and put my foot on the gas pedal. "So do you want to go back to my house?" I offered.

"I don't know. Its pretty early out, don't you think?" Sara pointed out.

"Yeah, it is. Well, what about the park? Unless its to cold.." I suggested.

"I'll survive."

I nodded my head and drove to the park. It was really cold out and I had no idea why Sara would say she was freezing, and suddenly she wanted to go to the park. But I didn't ask any questions.

Sara didn't know this, but I was madly in love with her. I was in love with her ever since I laid my eyes on her. After Sandy left, I had a hard time dealing with it all. But Sara seemed to be the light that I couldn't find, until now. But I had no idea how she felt, she'd have to tell me that herself.

I pulled along the sidewalk of the park and got out of the truck. I was going to walk over and open the door for Sara, but she was already out. We decided to go to the top of the monkey bars and sit down. Where's the fun in sitting on a plain old bench anyways? After a few minutes of sitting there Sara asked me, "So are you stitches sore?"

It wasn't a surprise to me when she said it. Of course, she was worrying about me once more. "Not really. There's no need to worry about me. Don't waste your time on that," I said.

"I'm not, and I'll worry about you if I want," Sara said while nudging me in the arm. I sighed and kept looking at the stars.

After another few minutes Sara spoke up, "So, have you got any plans for your 18th birthday?"

My birthday was in week and I actually forgot about it. I've been forgetting a lot of things lately. I had no idea what I was going to do for it. I didn't really want to have anything big, maybe just a little get-together at my house or something like that. "I haven't really thought about that," I mentioned.

"Well what do you want to do then?" Sara asked me.

"Nothing really."

"What?! You have to do something!" Sara tried to convice me.

I smiled and thought about it for a second. "I don't know, maybe I'll just have a few friends over. Like you, Two-Bit, and Steve. Ponyboy and Darry will already be there, anyway."

Sara looked happy now. "Thats more like it!" She sounded really excited about it, and it wasn't even her birthday. Sara's birthday was in August, and it was only March. After a while I noticed that Sara was getting colder, so I insisted that she'd lie down on my lap.

It took some convincing to do, but she gave in after a while. "Now, thats not so bad is it?" I teased.

"I guess not," Sara said while she smiled. I looked into her eyes and my heart started to beat faster.

"You know Sara there's something I have to talk to you about.."