Cherry's P.O.V.

I get a call around 2:30 A.M. from Pony, "hey, some Socs girl just passed out, after getting beat up pretty bad by her dad."

I yell back nervous, "who?"

"Well, on her locket it says her name is, 'Marianna Rose' but, her last name was scratched out," Pony informs me.

Panicked I respond, "I'll be right there!"

Marianna Rose scratched out last name, she's my best friend.

I remember when she got that, "I just got this locket from my dad, it says my name, 'Marianna Rose Gomez' but, I hate my last name because it shows I belong to my dad," Marianna says with a sigh. Her walls are built up higher than ever but, for me there's no walls up. I lay my hand on her thigh, "its okay, Anna. I got an idea but, I don't know if you'd like it."

"What is it?" Anna asked me. I'm the only one who gets to call her that.

" We can scratch it, with," I pause and look around until I see a rock. "This!"

Marianna grabs the rock and scratches it until there's a line so thick it's unreadable.

"One last thing before it's perfect," Anna says ripping out the picture of her and her dad and replaces it with one of us.

I drive until I reach the Curtis house, for the first time I don't knock I just rush into the house to see poor Marianna laying limp on the couch. I can't help but cry as, Pony walks over to me and says, " I think she's find."

I nod and wall over to her, I end up staying the night because she still hasn't woken.

Marianna's P.O.V.

I wake up in the middle of the night and look over to see Cherry laying on the floor beside me. I slowly sit up but, it takes all my energy with the pain I'm in. I walk upstairs curious of where I am, I hear an unfamiliar voice asking, "Soda, do you think that Marianna going to be okay?"

"Yea she'll be fine and we'll send her home, I promise Pony," the voice of

Sodapop from the gas station replies.

I walk around and release I'm in a greaser's house. I wake up Cherry and say, "we must get out of here."

"Just leave a note," Cherry pleads. I nod and write, "Thanks for letting me stay but, I gotta head home. Tell Dallas I say sorry for everything."

I head home with throbbing pain everywhere and walk into a gross old cheap motel and my mom says, "we're moving." I look at the picture and release that's the house next to that Greaser.