"Are you sure about this Soda?" Darry asks as we load boxes into his old beat up blue pick-up truck with the gang.

"Yes, yes I am," he smiles.

"I'm gonna miss you so much Soda," Pony frowns as he hugs Soda.

"Hey, I'll be right down the road Pone and I'll see you everyday," he promises as he hugs Soda tightly. "I love you Pony."

"I love you too Soda," he smiles weakly.

"This is the last box," Two-bit informs us as he places the last box in the back of Darry's truck.

I look over to Darry and hug him tightly, "I'll see you tonight for dinner."

"I'll see you tonight Dylan," he shakes his head laughing.

"What?" I ask him.

"You guys are moving out, but we're gonna see you the same amount pretty much, minus Sodapop sleeping here, nothing will change," he laughs.

"That's what I love about it," I smile.

"We'll still see you guys all the time, nothing is gonna change," he jokes punching me in a friendly way. 

"Nothing will ever change...again. Ever," I smile. "Well until I make-up with my parents and move in with them again. Who knows Soda might move back in here at the end of the summer Darry, so don't get used to the extra-space."

"I won't. I promise you Dylan, I won't," he smiles.

"Love you Dar," I smile as I climb into his car.

"See ya' in a half and hour guys," Soda calls as we drive away. "Freedom!"

"Freedom!" I repeat back making the gang laugh as he kisses my forehead. 

"Bye," we hear them all yell from down the road.

"Turn here," I smile as we get to the end of the road. "See the apartment building next to the DX?"

"Yea," he nods.

"That's where we live," I smile kissing his lips as we pull in.

"I have two keys, so you'll keep one and I'll have one. We live on three fourty-two. Do you know who lives in three fourty-three?"

"No," he shrugs.

"Dally, Lexi, and Kendall," I smile.

"No way!"

"Yes way."

We start to bring the boxes up to our apartment and Dally joins in half way. After we bring up the few boxes he has, I show him his dresser and we start to organize. The first draw is socks, underwear, and undershirts. The second draw is, shirts, the third draw is pants and the forth draw he fills with the rest of his junk. I look at him and smile, "ready to head to the Curtis house?"

"Yea, I miss my friends," he jokes.

"Our friends," I correct. "We have to take Darry's truck."

"I know," he shrugs. We hop into the truck and go to the Curtis house. "Do we have to knock?"

"Nah," I smile as we push through the door to see nothing has changes minus Steve is wrestling Two-bit meaning Two-bit isn't watching mickey as he drinks beer and eats chocolate cake. I gasp, "Two-bit, how could you?"

He looks at me confused, "what did I do this time?"

"No mickey, no beer, no cake," Soda and I say together making each other laugh. "We're disappointed in you."

"Well, I have to win, then I can if not Steve takes my beer, cake, spot, and controls the T.V," he explains.

I sit next to Pony and swing my arm around him, "hey Pone."

"Hey Dyl, how's Sodapop over there?" He asks.

"I don't know yet," I shrug, 

The rest of the night is simple we just sit around and talk. When the clock strikes midnight, Soda and I walk home.