Status: Edited

// Daniel's Pov //

Ever since the boy hurriedly ran out of my apartment, I haven't seen him since. In a way I'm sad because I don't know if he got hurt again or if he died. . . That'd be awful, he leaves my house and then dies. But, I might see him soon hopefully. He seemed like a nice kid to be around.

Soda did say I could visit him at the station, maybe I can do that today. It's not like I have anything better to do. Getting up from the couch, I throw on a pair of my shoes and grab my keys. I open the door and close it behind me, locking it. I walk down the hall and a flight of stairs before reaching the entry door.

Sighing, I open the door and walk away, hearing the door close behind me. I stick my hands in my mean pockets and slowly walk down the street, looking at the scenery around me. It's actually really nice out. There's a slight breeze making it not so warm out compared to California. In California, the weather was always warm and it felt that your feet would melt if you walked on the sidewalk without shoes.

Of course your feet wouldn't really melt, just feel as you stepped on hot coals. Trust me, that hurts a lot. . . But you kind of get used to it after doing it about six times. That is why I wear shoes no matter were I'm going. Except for when I go swimming, that'd ruin my nice shoes.

If I ruin my nice shoes, I'll cry. Don't judge me, this is a judge free zone. Turning left on the corner, I spot the station and smile lightly. It doesn't look busy so I most likely won't be bothering anyone. I don't like to bother people, it's rude and I don't like being rude unless I have too. As Mr. Miyagi told me, don't hurt anyone unless it was in self-defense.

I make it to the station and open the door smiling. Walking up to the register, I see Soda and another boy talking about cars. I drum my fingers against the counter and wait for them to finish their conversation. About a minute later they notice me and stop talking. Soda walks up to the counter and grins.

"Hello Daniel."

"Hey Soda."

"So what can I help you with," he asks.

"Nothing, just was bored and didn't feel like being alone at the apartment."

He nods and stands there, silence engulfing the room. It's a nice kind of silence though, in a way I guess. He walks out to the garage and comes out later with the boy from earlier. Soda grips his forearm and walks him to the counter. The boy rolls his eyes and shakes his head slowly.

"Daniel, this is Steve," Soda says introducing him.

I smile more and stick my hand out for him to shake. He just turns and walks away back into the garage. I put my hand down, still smiling and Soda shakes his head.

"Sorry about him. I don't know what's wrong, probably the fact he don't like meeting new people too much."

"It's alright Soda. From what I can tell he's pretty nice."

"Yeah, he's better when you get to know him."

I nod and stand at the counter, fiddling with my fingers. Soda walks off and grabs a Pepsi from the cooler and hands it to me. I smile and take it, taking off the cap and taking a sip. He does the same and sets it back on the counter. Taking another sip and putting g it down Soda looks at me.

"I was thinking. . . You seem like a nice person so, would you like to meet my brothers after I get out of work today," he asks slowly.

"Yeah, that sounds nice. Are you sure they're gonna like a random stranger in their house though?

"Eh, you'll be fine. The most that might happen to you is you'll be severally annoyed with them before you leave."

I laugh and he chuckles.

"They can't be that bad," I say still laughing a bit.

"If you live with them, you'll know if they're that bad."

I nod and take another drink out of my Pepsi. He does the same before kicking his leg back in forth in boredom. I start fiddling with my fingers and look down.

"Well my shift ends at six so if you want, come back later?"

"Sounds good, I'll see you then."

He nods and k walk over to the door and opening it. Slowly, I start walking down the street and drinking my Pepsi. I really hope they don't mind me being there. . .

• • •

About fifteen minutes before six I leave my apartment building and walk to the station. I reach the station within a few minutes and open the door, stepping in. Soda is at the counter terms cleaning up and walks out back. I stand at the counter and wait for him. He comes out a few minutes later and walks in front of the counter next to me.

"Ready Dani?"

"Dani," I question.

"Nickname I guess."

"Call me Daniel though please," I say laughing. "Though I appreciate the effort you put in trying to find me a nickname."

He laughs and starts walking to the door. I follow him out and down the street. I'm so nervous! What if they don't like me? What if-.

"Daniel? Are you okay?"

"Yeah. Lost in thought I guess."

"Alright but we are here so. . ."

I nod and we walk up the porch. He opens the door and let's me in. I see an older boy in the kitchen cooking. Soda takes off his shoes and I do the same.

"I'm home!"

The boy from the kitchen walks out.

"Hey Soda. Who's this?"

"Hey Darry. He's friend from work. Where's Ponyboy?"

"In his room doing homework. I'll go grab him."

Darry leaves the room and down the hall. A minute later he walks in with a smaller boy. I put my head down in nervousness and fiddle with my fingers.

"Hey Ponyboy. This is-."

"Daniel?"

// Authors Note //

Hello everyone and how are you. I finally updated so I'm sorry if I was late. I'll see you all soon.

Till then,

~ Stay Gold