Someone was shaking me. "What?" I groaned. "Shhh. C'mon man we gotta go." Someone said. I opened my eyes and saw Dally.

"Wh-what time is it?" I yawned. "Sometime around 7. I'll take your suitcase downstairs be ready by time I'm back." He said loud enough for only me to hear.

I sat up and saw Soda sleeping next to me. I can't leave him worrying. I grabbed paper and a pencil.

Dear Sodapop,
I left with Dally, I can't tell you where I'm going though. I thought twice about leaving because of you, but I know you hate Darry and I fights, I don't like them either. I just don't want to burden you or Darry anymore. Dally and I get along well anyways; we always have. We left around 7:30 this morning. I took all my stuff so you can have all the other drawers. You always made me happy Soda, but now I'm gone so make yourself happy. I don't deserve you, or at least that's what Steve says and he's right...I don't, but I have you. I don't like Steve. Don't be mad at him though, you guys are like Johnny and me, except Johnny was nice. I liked Johnny. Anyways I know I never say it but I love you Soda and I miss you but on the bright side no more fights.

Love,
Ponyboy Michael Curtis.

I wrote that and set it on the bedside table. I put on my clothes from yesterday because everything else was packed up. After I was dressed I put my converse on and Dally walked in.

"Ready?" He asked me. I nodded and we walked out to his red convertible. (Yeah turns out it was red whoops.)

"So where are we going?" He asked me. I was shocked he was letting me pick. "What about Windrixville?" I asked.

"Yeah sure I gotta house up there anyways. My hideout from the fuzz." He told me but I didn't say anything, I was to tired. Last thing I remember is drifting off to sleep.

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"C'mon kid get up." Dally shook me. I sat up and saw a average size house. It looked old the white paint was chipped and some of the windows were boarded up.

I grabbed my suitcase and he grabbed his. We walked in and the house had furniture but it was all old and dusty.

Dally flicked on the lights so at least the house had power. "Okay I'm gonna go buy food. You stay here and look around or somethin." He told me.

I nodded and he left. I walked upstairs and the house had three bedrooms. I walked around some more and nothing was out of the ordinary so I went back downstairs and sat on the dusty couch. I wonder what Soda is thinking right now?
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I found this chapter kinda sad tbh. Oh and btw if I don't update I don't wright when I'm not feeling up to it, idk bc if I do the story comes out real crappy. Anyways thanks for reading and as always:

Stay Gold,
-Haley