Alright, so here's chapter 4. Do you guys think I should change my summary or not. Its kinda bad and Im wondering if people are just skipping over the story cause the summary's bad.

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Chapter 4

Sodapop pov

The state lady filled the whole drive with pointless chatter and I was fighting the urge to tell her to shut up. She rambled on about what a wonderful place St. Benetts was and how I would make some " amazing new friends to replace my horrid other ones". That lady had some nerve to walk in and wreck my life THEN insult me. Pony sat beside me, probably not even listening as he looked out the window deep in thought.

The only thing I was grateful for was that we were together. I knew that if I didn't have Pony I would kill myself.

" Were here!" the annoying lady chirped as we got out of the car, each carrying our school bags and a small duffle bag. There had been a luggage restriction and I could tell Pony was still mad that he hadn't been able to take all his books.

St. Benettes was just a really large house. It had chipped white paint and you could see that it had once been green. There was 10 small windows, 5 on the top floor and 5 on the bottom. Inside there was a large rec room that was mostly empty except for a beat up coach, tv and a pool table. Boys stood in loose clusters around the room and some were talking among them selves. When they looked up at us and I saw pity in there dead eyes. When the door closed behind us, a staff member locked it, putting the key back in her pocket. So they locked us in here. This was looking more and more like prison to me.

The staff lady then turned to us, probably no older than 18." I will be showing you your rooms" she said as she walk up a set of steeps and down a long hallway. On either side there was 5 doors. Each room was a copy of the other. Grey carpet. Green walls. 4 single beds and a small window that badly let in any light.

It was like my own living hell and I could only imagine what Pony was feeling right now. The women( her name was Ann) led us both into a room where we set our stuff down.

" Supper is in 5 on the left of the rec room" and with that she turned and left. A younger boy about Pony's age walked in. He had bright red hair that was in a bull cut and big nerdy glasses. I could guarantee you that this wasn't going to be one of " my amazing new friends."So I have to say I was surprised when Ponyboy struck up a conversation, his normal shyness gone. He had basically just asked for his life story. I was really going to have to et use of this lack of privacy.
The kid, Thomas still was talking as we sat down. Ann was on the other side of Ponyboy. Could I not even sit beside my own brother any more? Staring at my lap for most of the meal, I fought to not cry in front of the 40 some kids here.

It was 9:00. " bedtime" as they put it. Back at home when 9 o' clock had rolled around it had meant to come in from our football game or leave the movies, never time to sleep. I knew that I would be spending lots of time this evening getting to know the ceiling. I had been unable to talk to Pony at all until he whispered.

" Pack your stuff, were leaving"

" I wish" I whispered longing back. Pony tip toed over to my bed.

" I've got a plan...

When we were driving here, I memorized the turns and landmarks and everything that would be helpful to get us back." that would of explained why he had been looking out the window the whole way and didn't look at horrid as I felt. Because he knew that this home was only temperately, not permanent like I had thought. A stepping block to getting back.

" When we got here I got every bit of important info out of Thomas. They only have one night staff but Thomas says he dozes off most of the time." for the first time that day, I smiled.

Ponyboy pov

We silently slipped out of our room and tipped toed down the hall. Thomas had been right. A balding, overweight man was loudly snoring in his chair at the end of the hall. Stifling a laugh, we crept down the steps, with them only chirking twice.

We stood at the locked door. Soda 's face had fallen and reminded me of the time when I was 2 and droped my ice cream cone on the ground. It had tasted soooo good...

" It's locked we can't get out" he looked pale, the earlier look of glee gone. I slipped the keys out of my pocket and quietly jangled them in his face.

" How...?" he asked, month hanging open.

" Two bit taught me a think or two about pick pocketing" I quietly laughed while un locking the door.
Then we ran if our lives depended on it and honestly, it did. I just wanted to put as much distance as I could between us and St. Benette's.

A ways later, gasping the cool night air we slowed down. I concentrated on the crickets and the cheepers.( type of frog that cheeps. You hear them out in the country)

" What are they going to think when they find us gone in the morning?" Soda asked worried again. I had been prepared and had thought of that as well.

" Ann, is very easily swayed and it only took her 20 bucks of mine to make her sign fake papers saying we were properly released. They wouldn't even care any ways. Were just one less mouth to feed."

Our laughter split through the night time silence. Peaceful, I sighed. We were going back home!

Yay happy ending... NO. Not even close to the end... actully we are ( like a chapter or 2) but lets just say. There INTENSE.

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