Soc... I look like a Soc... I'm not proud of it... But, I must... If Dallas thinks I'm nice,... So be it... I'll be nice... I hope he's happy.

"What did you do?!" Darry screamed.

My nails were painted pink, I had on black pants, a pink and white striped shirt, and I was wearing light pink lipstick... It felt... Wrong... I didn't feel like me.

Two-bit looked at me funny and Sodapop elbowed him in the rib. Ponyboy ran up to me to help carry a few bags. I had bags full of clothes. I was using the money that I had left over from my last birthday. I had more clothes in those bags than in my entire closet... I probably shouldn't have taken it that far.

"Just a little makeover, big brother." I said in a high, peppy voice.

Steve looked concerned. "Are you okay?!"

"Better than ever!" I said, giving him the thumbs up. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go make dinner." I walked toward the kitchen, everyone watching me. Then, I turned back around. "Oh, and Dallas." Dally looked as scared as hell. I continued, smiling, "Are you staying for dinner?"

Dallas stumbled out the door saying, "No thanks." His hands were in his pockets and he was looking down. He was scared... Who knew?...

That night, I baked a cherry pie and made lasagna. I wore a pretty pink apron and reminded everyone to use their manners. They were afraid of me. Steve was wearing a hoodie, covering his eyes, Ponyboy was avoiding eye contact, Darry was staring at me, petrified, Two-bit was still looking at me funny, Johnny,... Well Johnny didn't change all that much, but Sodapop, he was freaking out. When I asked him what he did at work, he said,
"W-we-well, i-it was just a... A normal day... Nothing really... Different happened,... So,... Yeah." He couldn't talk, apparently. Why was he so scared?

After dinner, at 7 o'clock, I said that I was going to bed early and everyone just stared at me.

I lied in bed for an hour. I was listening to the boys talking about me.

"She's gone nuts!" Soda said, "She's lost her mind!!!"

"Calm down!" Darry said, definitely not calm. "It's just a phase."

"BUT WHAT IF IT'S NOT?!" Sodapop screamed. Then, they were silent for a while. They were scared. Is this a phase?

"I don't know you about guys," Two-bit said, "but I kinda like her like that." I could hear Soda conk him over the head.

"I'm not worried." Pony said, "I trust my sister."

"But, we can't just watch her drift away from us..." Sodapop said, "If she really is a Soc,... I don't want to lose her."

"Guys, what are you so worried 'bout?" Steve said, "So what if she's a Soc. It's her choice."

"Steve?" Soda said, "When you fight in a rumble, other than punch and hit, what do you do?"

"I don't know." Steve said, "Worry 'bout losing."

"We know that we can't sway her decision, but we can hope and wish and worry 'bout her makin' the right decision." Soda said, "Ya dig?"

Steve didn't answer him. They all just stopped talking. I soon fell asleep, as my eye lids got so much heavier.

Good night... Soc girl...