This is the same Outsiders, but the main character is a girl. I like you to meet Ponygal, Darry and Soda's kid sister. She's like movies and books, and love watching sunsets. She's also tough and can fight, but her brothers don't want her to, 'cause...
I took a deep breath and kept my mouth shut. Soda was awake by then, and although he looked stony-faced, as if he hadn't heard a word the doctor had said, his eyes were bleak and stunned. Serious reality has a hard time coming through to Soda, but when it does, it hits him hard. He looked like I felt when I had seen that black-haired Soc lying doubled up and still in the moonlight.
Darry was rubbing the back of my head softly. "We'd better go home. We can't do anything here."
In our Ford I was suddenly overcome by sleepiness. I leaned back and closed my eyes and we were home before I knew it. Soda was shaking me gently. "Hey, Ponygal, wake up. You still got to get to the house."
"Hmmmmm," I said sleepily, and lay down in the seat. I couldn't have gotten up to save my life. I could hear Soda and Darry, but as if from a great distance.
"Oh, come on, Ponygal," Soda pleaded, shaking me a little harder, "we're sleepy, too."
I guess Darry was tired of fooling around, because he picked me up and carried me in.
"She's getting mighty big to be carried," Soda said. I wanted to tell him to shut up and let me sleep but I only yawned.
"She's sure lost a lot of weight," Darry said.
I thought sleepily that I should at least pull off my shoes but I didn't. I went to sleep the minute Darry tossed me on the bed. I'd forgotten how soft a bed really was.
I WAS THE FIRST ONE up the next morning. Soda must have pulled my shoes; I was still wearing Johnny's jacket. I wiggled out from bed and saw Soda and Darry asleep in their bed, then I went to take a shower. Asleep, Soda looked a lot younger than going-on-seventeen, but I had noticed that Johnny looked younger when he was asleep, too, so I figured everyone did. I missed Johnny. I missed when we would cuddled up together when it gets cold in the church. I hope he will be alright.
After my shower, I put on some clean clothes and fix my hair to make it look more tuff and just use a little grease.
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Darry was still asleep when I went into the kitchen to fix breakfast. The first one up has to fix breakfast and the other two do the dishes. That's the rule around our house, and usually it's Darry who fixes breakfast and me and Soda who are left with the dishes. I hunted through the icebox and found some eggs. We all like our eggs done differently. I like them hard, Darry likes them in a bacon-and-tomato sandwich, and Sodapop eats his with grape jelly. All three of us like chocolate cake for breakfast. Mom had never allowed it with ham and eggs, but Darry let Soda and me talk him into it. We really didn't have to twist his arm; Darry loves chocolate cake as much as we do. Sodapop always makes sure there's some in the icebox every night and if there isn't he cooks one up real quick. I like Darry's cakes better; Sodapop always puts too much sugar in the icing. I don't see how he stands jelly and eggs and chocolate cake all at once, but he seems to like it. Darry drinks black coffee, and Sodapop and I drink chocolate milk. We could have coffee if we wanted it, but we like chocolate milk. All three of us are crazy about chocolate stuff. Soda says if they ever make a chocolate cigarette I'll have it made.
