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Ponyboy ran around the felid for the second time, the coaches voice pulling him out of his thoughts.
He hurriedly shuffled over to the coach.
Ponyboy quickly got lost in thought listening to the man yell at his team for losing the last track meet.
"Curtis! are you even listening?"
Ponys voice turns pink, the embarrassment bubbles up in him.
"No sir... sorry" his voice comes out shaky.
"Another lap, now!" The old man's voice booms out.
At least its Friday' Ponyboy thought dimly.
One hour later
Pony laid on his bed, moved out of Sodapops room a few months ago, it was hard to get used to since his nightmares still happen but at least he doesn't wakeup screaming.
He enjoyed the silent moments he gets before the gang comes over and makes a ruckus.
For some reason now everyone seems to bother him, Soda's long story's that he used to look forward to hearing now make him want to claw his skin off.
Even Johnny's presence caused a Sicking feeling that he could not explain.
Ponyboy closed his eyes and fell asleep but shortly got awakened by screaming.
He sat up slowly but randomly his whole body felt like he was getting continually burned on end.
He took a sharp breath that came out shaky and ruff.
Pony grabbed a ratty old hoodie and quicky put it on, the creaky stairs were loud as he groggily walked downstairs.
"Hey kid!" Two-bit said with cheeriness in his voice.
Ponyboys face churned up with annoyance, he quickly turned away and walked towards the door.
"Where do you think you're going kiddo?" Darry asked harshly.
"A walk, I'll be back soon." He mumbled dully, avoiding Darry eye contact.
He speed out the door not bothering for a yes or no, he didn't care what Darry thought, no matter what he did Darry would still be disappointed in him.
Ponyboy didn't get it, he made straight A's most of the time. but no matter what Darry his nagging on him, in Pony's mind.
He continuously runs down random alleys and blocks, he knew that he was getting weird looks, he didn't care though. This was the only thing that calmed him down.
He slowed down realizing the sun is now setting, atleast an hour has passed since he left.
Fuck he is so screwed.
He hurried ran back to the house, hoping that this is the correct way home.
By the time he got there another 30 minutes passed by.
His head pounds, he opens the door slowly.
Heads turn to him, he gulps nervously.
"Where the hell have you been?" Darry screams at him.
Ponyboy stares blankly at the floor.
"Answer me!" He seemed to get madder.
"I was out for a walk, I told you that" Ponyboy mumbled softly.
"For two hours?" Steve asked harshly.
"What the hell is wrong with you? Don't you ever think! You had all of worried to hell, Ponyboy!"
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to! I got lost." His sadness quickly turned into anger.
Ponyboys head spun, his vision blurred and suddenly the ground seems a little bit closer.