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It was Monday morning; time for the three brothers to head back to their schedule. Ponyboy was dropped off at school. His cuts healed (but where still visible) and his bruise had faded away.

People had stopped Pony and asked tons of questions like "What happened to your face?" and/or "Are you alright now?" He answered in small sentences, trying his best to not get into detail. His teachers had stopped him at the beginning or end of class to ask him similar questions. Pony was tired of the asking. He just wanted to head home and hang out with his brothers and friends.

"Hey Ponyboy," a girls voice popped behind him. Pony turned from his locker to the girl behind him; Cherry Valance. "I heard what happened to you. I'm real sorry." "It's alright." Pony said. "How did it happen?" she asked him. Pony sighed. "It's a long story that I don't wanna get into."
"Sorry to make you uncomfortable." She apologized.

"It's no problem. I've been annoyed all day with questions." He said.

Cherry got a puzzled look on her face. Pony knew what hit her. "Not that you annoyed me, it's just that other people had asked me questions that had -'' "I know what you mean." She gave Pony a light smile.

"I better head to class," Pony said, closing his locker. "Talk to you soon."

Both waved good-bye and headed to their class.

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The day had finally ended. Pony was relieved that the Monday had ended. He felt like it was a never ending school day. Darry was outside of the school in the blue pick-up. Ponyboy hopped into the truck and said hello to his brother. "Did people ask you questions?" Darry asked, pulling away from the school.

Ponyboy nodded. "A truck load of questions. You wouldn't believe it. Even Cherry Valance asked me a question." "Wow, must've been a long day, huh?" Darry said. "It was." Ponyboy responded. The brothers stopped by DX to pick up Sodapop. "Hey guys!" he greeted them.

Darry waved. Pony said, "Hey Soda." He hopped into the car beside Pony and they were off to head home. "How was work?" Darry asked Soda. "Great, but it was a long day." Soda answered. "I know how you feel. My day felt long, too." Pony spoke up.

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Once the boys got home, they kicked back and relaxed. They had nothing to stress about, nothing to be thinking about for the next day; nothing. It was a perfect Monday for the boys to head into the yard and play football with the one that Paul sent them.

Paul was out of the picture, the gang was saved, and everything was back.