Chapter 6

We all slept in until 10:30 the next morning, something we never do, but we all needed it. After breakfast we sent Angel back down to Soda's house so we could unpack. He ended up coming over after he was done with work to help. It took us two days to unpack everything and get it all in it's place. The night we finished I fell into bed next to Matty. She had her eyes closed, but I knew she wasn't asleep yet.

"You ok?" I ask her this a lot when she's pregnant. She says I worry more then she does. But I can't help it, I just want her and the babies to be alright. But she answered with a peaceful 'mhm'.

"You think Angel will stay in her own bed tonight?" I asked. Angel hasn't slept in her own bed the whole night trough since we moved. She falls asleep faster and sleeps better since she's tired from playing with her cousins, but I guess she is still adjusting to the new house. Once we've been here awhile I hope she starts sleeping in her own room, especially after the babies are born.

"I hope so." Matty mumbled, she was really tired tonight. I wrapped my arm around her and she nestled herself next to me. We both fell asleep pretty fast. I woke up the next morning, surprised that Angel hadn't come in sometime during the night and woke us up. I smiled, reveled that she was finally able to sleep trough the night in her own room. But as I climbed out of bed I felt my foot touch something. It was Angel. She was sleeping on the floor in her sleeping bag. I sighed. At least she let me and Matty get some sleep.


A few days after moving in, we were pretty much settled in. Matty started working at her new job (She was still a social worker just for a different agency). I was waiting to hear back from my publisher about my book. Angel spent most of her days at her Uncle Soda's and Aunt Emily's house. She was started to get along real well with all of them. But she missed her friends back in Tulsa. She slept with her Mickey every night, on me and Matty's floor.

One day I finally heard back from my publisher. He told me to meet him tomorrow at lunch at some nice restaurant. That usually means good news. So I agreed to it. The next day I showed up there, dressed up nice, but not too fancy. The waiter walked me over to the table where my publisher was waiting. When I got over to him he stood up and shook my hand.

"How you doing, Ponyboy?" He greeted me.

"Pretty good, Harry." I said.

"How's the wife?"

I shrugged. "Pregnant." I answered simply. Henry chuckled.

"Yeah I know what you mean." We then sat down and I ordered a drink. Just Pepsi for me. I'm still addicted. Most grown men would order a beer or some type of alcohol, but not me. I rarely touch the stuff, Matty hasn't since that night her drink was spiked. Harry and I talked for a little bit about how things were going for us. I let him know how the move was going and how I was liking California so far.

"Now onto your story..." Harry started.

"What'd you think?" i couldn't help but interrupt him.

"It was...I don't think there's a word for it. It's just, really good. Your best story so far. Maybe even the best you've written. Ever." i couldn't help but smile. Harry doesn't usually stuff that nice. Even if he likes one of my stories, he doesn't say much. Just stuff like it was amazing and uniquely written. Nothing ever this nice.

"Thanks, Harry, that really means a lot."

"So this, this really happened?" He asked.

"Yeah, when I was fourteen." I answered.

"So, were you thinking of making it a memoir?"

"Not really, I was thinking more of a, young-adult novel. Thought maybe kids the same age I was when I wrote could relate to it."

"Wait, you're saying you wrote at fourteen? Not recently?"

"It was for a school assignment. I wasn't thinking of ever publishing it, it was Matty's idea." This really made Harry speechless. When he finally did talk all he could say was, "Wow."

"So, you wanna publish it?"

"Of course. We can't let something as good as this not be. I'm gonna start working on it as soon as possible. I'll call you once I have some news. for you."

"Thanks Henry. That really means a lot." I couldn't believe it. I was probably smiling like an idiot. This was the first real story I ever written, and it was gonna be publish. Finally.


Hey everyone. Im soooo sorry how short this chapter this is. Not only that it took me forever to put up. Once again, sorry. School/life is crazy hectic. But I hope everyone liked this chapter. I know a lot of people have Ponyboy be the author of The Outsiders in their fanfics, but...it just seems to work. Anyway hope everyone liked this and is happy for Ponyboy (Can anyone guess what refrence I made by naming his publisher Harry ;]) The next one will come sooner, I hope :p

Stay Gold!~ClarkKentsgirl96