By the early evening Soda was well enough to go home but the doctor told
them he'd have to stay in bed for several more days until his fever went
down to at least below a hundred. Ponyboy spent most of the day finishing
his schoolwork because Darry insisted that it had to be done by the next
morning before school started. Why can't I be sick? Pony wondered silently,
wishing he was the one with the fever. Then he'd be pitied, waited on, and
Darry wouldn't expect him to do anything except lay there. If only. He
thought, as he tapped his pencil on the desk. He longed for Darry to call
him to supper. He didn't think he could stand looking at his text book
anymore. He sighed and put his head down on his arms. The sound of Soda's
soft breathing from their bed was relaxing him but every three seconds he
was reminded of the five assignments he had yet to complete.
"Ponyboy Curtis, get your head off the desk and get back to work." Darry said, coming in several minutes later with some soup for Soda.
"I can't do this anymore!" He nearly cried, kicking the wall.
Darry sighed, looking at his little brother and noticing how warn out he was. But he could hardly feel sorry for him because of what he'd done. "You should've thought of that before you skipped school every day last week. You don't get any food until you finish up that work. It has to be done by school tomorrow."
"I'm dropping out of school when I turn sixteen." Pony said, angrily. He didn't mean it but he wanted to get on Darry's nerves seeing as how Darry was on his.
"No, you aint." Soda mumbled from the bed.
"Ponyboy, you are going to college." Darry said, putting the soup down next to Soda and drawing the curtains.
"What if I don't want to go to college?" Pony said.
"Would you both shut up?" Soda grumbled, pulling the covers all the way over his head.
"I'll drag you there kicking and screaming if need be but you're going." Darry said. "Now finish the work." He walked out of the room and Pony kicked the wall again angrily, hurting his toe and then cussing softly at himself for stupidity. He finished all the rest of his work in the next hour. It was sloppy and wrong but it was done. Darry didn't say nothing about finishing the work correctly. Pony thought as he stuffed everything in his backpack and walked out into the kitchen to satisfy his hunger.
"There ain't no way you're finished yet." Darry said.
"I am finished." Pony insisted. "I did it all. Now leave me alone."
"Watch your tone." Darry warned.
"Yeah, yeah." Pony mumbled, getting out the peanut butter and jelly. "Didn't you make dinner?"
"No, I figured we'd just eat whatever tonight." Darry said. "There's some leftover's from yesterday in the fridge. Bring your work out here so I can look over it."
"Man Darry, I told you I did it." Pony said. "I ain't six years old. You don't have to check over my homework. I-" Pony stopped when he saw his brother give him a look that asked 'do you have a death wish?' He sighed and went to get his backpack. Once he had brought it out he threw it at Darry's feet and sat down on the couch, picking up his sandwich from the coffee table.
It took Darry merely five minutes to discover why he'd finished so fast. He groaned. Why do I have to go through this with him for the rest of the evening? "Pony, these are not answers. On your science when she asked you to define mitosis you put 'biology crap.' What's the matter with you, huh? And what's this on your History? Who was Napoleon? 'A famous guy.' Every single answer is wrong on all these papers."
"So?" Pony asked.
"So, your rushing through and it and purposely putting down stupid answers to the questions!" Darry Barked. "Fix them. All of them." Pony sighed and grabbed his things, heading back to his room.
***NEXT MORNING***
"Pony, wake up." Soda shook him hard.
"Mmmmm. What time is it?" He asked groggily, rolling onto his back.
"It's seven fifty!" Soda yelled. "GET UP! We've been trying to wake you for the last half an hour!"
Pony shot up in bed. "Seven fifty?!"
"Hurry, you're leaving in five minutes." Soda said and walked out to go lie back down on the couch were he was now permitted to be since his temperature had gone down quite a bit. Humph, he gets to sleep. Pony thought but then remembered what time it was. He jumped up and got ready as fast as he could. The second he got out to the living room Darry was pushing him out the front door and towards the truck.
"When'd you go to bed last night, kiddo?" He asked, speeding down the street.
Pony shrugged. "Where's Two-Bit?" He asked since he normally would ride to school with him.
"He left because you were taking so long. It don't matter anyways though. I'm gonna be driving you for a little while and making sure you actually go to school." Darry said. Pony rolled his eyes and rested his head on the window.
"Stay in school and turn in all that work you finally got finished last night." Darry said, pulling up to the local High School. "Be real quiet when you get home. Soda'll most likely be sleeping." Pony picked up his bag and got out of the truck. "Behave yourself!" Darry yelled after him. Something inside Pony snapped and he could hardly resist the urge. He turned back to face his big brother who waved goodbye and then he waved goodbye as well with his middle finger. He then quickly headed to class before Darry got a chance to flatten him. He'd catch it when he got home but right then for some strange reason he just didn't care.
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"Ponyboy Curtis, get your head off the desk and get back to work." Darry said, coming in several minutes later with some soup for Soda.
"I can't do this anymore!" He nearly cried, kicking the wall.
Darry sighed, looking at his little brother and noticing how warn out he was. But he could hardly feel sorry for him because of what he'd done. "You should've thought of that before you skipped school every day last week. You don't get any food until you finish up that work. It has to be done by school tomorrow."
"I'm dropping out of school when I turn sixteen." Pony said, angrily. He didn't mean it but he wanted to get on Darry's nerves seeing as how Darry was on his.
"No, you aint." Soda mumbled from the bed.
"Ponyboy, you are going to college." Darry said, putting the soup down next to Soda and drawing the curtains.
"What if I don't want to go to college?" Pony said.
"Would you both shut up?" Soda grumbled, pulling the covers all the way over his head.
"I'll drag you there kicking and screaming if need be but you're going." Darry said. "Now finish the work." He walked out of the room and Pony kicked the wall again angrily, hurting his toe and then cussing softly at himself for stupidity. He finished all the rest of his work in the next hour. It was sloppy and wrong but it was done. Darry didn't say nothing about finishing the work correctly. Pony thought as he stuffed everything in his backpack and walked out into the kitchen to satisfy his hunger.
"There ain't no way you're finished yet." Darry said.
"I am finished." Pony insisted. "I did it all. Now leave me alone."
"Watch your tone." Darry warned.
"Yeah, yeah." Pony mumbled, getting out the peanut butter and jelly. "Didn't you make dinner?"
"No, I figured we'd just eat whatever tonight." Darry said. "There's some leftover's from yesterday in the fridge. Bring your work out here so I can look over it."
"Man Darry, I told you I did it." Pony said. "I ain't six years old. You don't have to check over my homework. I-" Pony stopped when he saw his brother give him a look that asked 'do you have a death wish?' He sighed and went to get his backpack. Once he had brought it out he threw it at Darry's feet and sat down on the couch, picking up his sandwich from the coffee table.
It took Darry merely five minutes to discover why he'd finished so fast. He groaned. Why do I have to go through this with him for the rest of the evening? "Pony, these are not answers. On your science when she asked you to define mitosis you put 'biology crap.' What's the matter with you, huh? And what's this on your History? Who was Napoleon? 'A famous guy.' Every single answer is wrong on all these papers."
"So?" Pony asked.
"So, your rushing through and it and purposely putting down stupid answers to the questions!" Darry Barked. "Fix them. All of them." Pony sighed and grabbed his things, heading back to his room.
***NEXT MORNING***
"Pony, wake up." Soda shook him hard.
"Mmmmm. What time is it?" He asked groggily, rolling onto his back.
"It's seven fifty!" Soda yelled. "GET UP! We've been trying to wake you for the last half an hour!"
Pony shot up in bed. "Seven fifty?!"
"Hurry, you're leaving in five minutes." Soda said and walked out to go lie back down on the couch were he was now permitted to be since his temperature had gone down quite a bit. Humph, he gets to sleep. Pony thought but then remembered what time it was. He jumped up and got ready as fast as he could. The second he got out to the living room Darry was pushing him out the front door and towards the truck.
"When'd you go to bed last night, kiddo?" He asked, speeding down the street.
Pony shrugged. "Where's Two-Bit?" He asked since he normally would ride to school with him.
"He left because you were taking so long. It don't matter anyways though. I'm gonna be driving you for a little while and making sure you actually go to school." Darry said. Pony rolled his eyes and rested his head on the window.
"Stay in school and turn in all that work you finally got finished last night." Darry said, pulling up to the local High School. "Be real quiet when you get home. Soda'll most likely be sleeping." Pony picked up his bag and got out of the truck. "Behave yourself!" Darry yelled after him. Something inside Pony snapped and he could hardly resist the urge. He turned back to face his big brother who waved goodbye and then he waved goodbye as well with his middle finger. He then quickly headed to class before Darry got a chance to flatten him. He'd catch it when he got home but right then for some strange reason he just didn't care.
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