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"Everyone, pay attention!" Ms. Hicks called. Ms. Hicks is my algebra teacher. One of the four that just don't get me. They don't understand that it's just hard for me to grasp onto things. So instead of just being someone who needs a little more help, I'm dumb. It was bad enough I flunked this year, now they just treat me like I don't know nothing. "We have a new student. Her name is Torie Drew."
I just shook my head. Does it really look like any of us care? I mean, it's January 1st of 1966. The new year has finally come. We don't need no "new student" to "brighten up" our day. Then Torie ended...

Waking up, I felt worse than I did yesterday. My stomach was killing me. Bringing my hand to my stomach, it made it hurt worse.

"What is wrong with me?" I coughed. I laid back down, groaning. Every breath hurt.

"What's wrong now, Johnnycake?" Ponyboy asked as he walked into the living room.

"My stomach is killing me, Pone." I winced.

"Oh you're little tummy hurts, huh?"

I glared at him. "Shut it."

"What some pepto bismol?" he teased. I threw the pillow at him.

"Shut it!"

"C'mon, it's funny!"

"No it's not!"

"You hate pepto bismol. It's funny!"

"How is that funny?"

"It just is!"

I just had to smile a little....