Back In Tulsa

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Sara's P.O.V

"Dal, we're here." I said looking up at him and nudging him a little bit to wake him up as we pulled into the Tulsa Station.

"Oh okay." He said fluttering open his milky brown eyes.

   I looked out the window to see an older Sodapop, a built Darry, a tall Ponyboy, Two-Bit in his usual Mickey Mouse shirts, a tattooed Steve,  and the small innocent Johnny. Two-Bit had Ponyboy in a headlock scuffing up his hair jokingly. Steve and Sodapop were playfully punching each other, and Darry had his hand on Johnny's' shoulder.

  Excitement overwhelmed me as I jumped up forgetting to grab my bag, and leaving Dally to wake up. I flew down the aisle and jumped out the doors before the fully opened.

"Sara!" Sodapop jumped away from Steve and ran over to me picking me up and twirling me around in a big bear hug. Johnny ran over as Sodapop put me down and gave me the biggest tightest hug he could.

"Hey Johnnycakes." I said hugging him back and smiling down at the two inches between our height. The gain started to run over, and hugging me as well.

"Oh jeez Sara, Soda had the right idea when you were 12." Steve said looking me up and down. I started to laugh as Soda started to turn red.

"What Steve's trying to say, is the puberty did you well." Two-Bit chuckled as the gain all started to laugh as the joke was on Steve now.

"So Sara-" Sodapop started to say something as he held the back of his neck.

"Hey I think you forgot something." Dally said as he stepped off the train with our bags.

   I ran up to him and grabbed my bag, got up on my tiptoes and kissed his cheek with a smirk. He looked down at me and smile, and I grabbed his hand to bring him over to the gain. They all looked at me in shock, like they just saw a ghost.

"Guys, this is Dallas, Dallas Winston." They all got a little pale for a second, and Sodas' face dropped. " Dal, this is Sodapop, Ponyboy, Darry, Steve, and Two-Bit." I than walked over to Johnny and wrapped my arm around him. "And this is my baby cousin Johnny." I said  smiling ear to ear.

"Nice to meet ya guys." Dallas held out his hand and shook their hands.

"I met Dally at the diner I work at." I perked up to end the silence after they all acknowledged each other.

"Did you guys have anything to eat yet?" Ponyboy piped up from his slum.

"No, not yet." I replied looking over at him.

"We could go to the Dingo, or we could just get something at the house. That way you guys can get settled in." Darry asked.

"I guess we could go over to the house." I said looking over to Dal making sure he was OK when he nodded.

   We all started to walk back, explaining how things worked between the Socs and the Greasers here in Tulsa to Dallas. Dal kept his hand around my waist the whole time as he listened and made odd eye contact with Soda.

"We're here!" Pony shot up as Jonhnny and him ran over to the front door and ran inside. It was the same tiny white house as it was before i left.

"I'll start on brunch." Darry said as he walked into the kitchen when we got through the front doors.

  Dally and I sat on the couch as he wrapped his arm around my shoulder, Two-Bit came out with a beer in hand and sat on the floor watching Mickey Mouse. Johnny came over and sat on the other side of me as I scruff led with his hair and he leaned on my shoulder. Steve and Pony were arguing about something stupid as usual. Sodapop just sat in Darry's chair looking between the TV and Dally and I.

"I really missed you Sara." Johnny looked up at me with his sad puppy dog eyes.

"I missed you too Johnnycakes."

"When are you coming back?"

"I almost have the money buddy. I just need to work a few more nights at the diner to be able to afford a house.

"Promise?"

"I'll even help her out so she can be here with ya kid." Dally said looking over at us.

"Okay." Johnny smiled and rested his head back on my shoulder.

   Soda got up angrily and walked to his room and slammed his door. Everyone stopped what they were doing and stared at the empty hallway and chair. Sodapop never acts like this, he never storms out of a room. For a moment he reminded me of Darry when he gets mad.

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HEY GUYS!
I hope this chapter is a little bit better than the last!
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