Finally Cody fell asleep, but she never remembered hearing Sydney come back in, but with Cody's lack of sleep, at the time it mattered little

Syd grinned to herself, and poked Cody. "Wake up."

Cody rolled off her bed and nearly into her friends arms. "What's up chick? Where you been?"

She shrugged, her eyes dialated two times the size as they normally were. "Party."

"Jesum, give it a rest will you, can't you only get stoned or drunk once a week or something?

Sydney raised an eyebrow. "What're you talking about?"

Cody laughed and changed rather casually. "Whatever chick."

"Usted está fuera de su mente, Cody. Simplemente fuera de su mente. (You are out of it, Cody. Simply out of it.)" Sydney snapped, speaking in her native tongue.

"Hoohoo, all hoity toity and Spanish now huh?" Cody laughed, "Where are we off to now? A round of pool, another party, the Curtis place, The Ribbon? You pick."

Sydney sighed. "Curtis place. Where else?"

"Ah yeah," Cody laughed, struggling to put on her jeans, and hopping out the door, let's go."

Sydney nodded, following her friend. "My hand, I got it fixed."

"Good, I was worried, but I figured you'd get it all taken care of."

Syd nodded. "Sure." They soon reached the Curtis house, and knocked on the door.

They were admitted of course and all took seats in the living room while the boys passed out chocolate cake, and to the occasional teen, beer. "So, what've you been up to, Darry?" Syd asked.

"Since you two mugged me?" He tried to think.

"Work," Ponyboy said, "What else does he do?"

Syd grinned at Cody. "It doesn't surprise me. What about you, Pon?"

"Reading, writing, what else?" Cody chimed in.

Syd laughed. "You're right, he DOESN'T do anything."

Soda gave Sydney the evil eye, "So, the kid's young, he can have his dreams, plus for the most part, he's got smarts, so he can probably fulfill 'em."

"Syd," Cody nudged her friend, "Don't say anything you'll regret later."

Syd laughed. "I was just joking. Excuse me!"

The boys all nodded and continued with their cake, beer, and watching mickey mouse on the TV. "What do you want to do?" She whispered looking at the drab curains and furniture that lined the Curtis house, trying not to make eye contact with Cody, and talking to what seemed to be air.

"Dunno, what is there to do?"

She shrugged. "Don't ask me."

Cody laughed. "If you don't mind boys, we're out. Probably gonna stroll along the Ribbon, terrorize the town, whatever looks like fun."

"Terrorize hippies?" Dally asked his dark eyes lighting up with amusment.

"If we feel like it," Sydney replied with that same dark humor.

Johnny raised an eyebrow, and for once, spoke out. "That's kinda mean, don't ya think?"

Syd laughed slightly. "So? Your point would be...?"

Johnny shrugged. "Nothing. Have fun." He added weakly.

Syd grinned evilly. "We will!"

The two troublesome girls ran outside and paused at their bike. "You wanna drive?"Cody asked.

"I'm drunk you moron." Syd remarked with a grin, before snatching the keys from her friend. "You better bet I'm gunna drive!"

Cody rolled her eyes, "If you roll us or we spin out, only one of us is comin back alive and I'll put money on it, it won't be you."

Syd shrugged. "Nothin' worth living for anyway. Come on." Syd hopped on the bike, and revved the engine, while waiting for Cody.

Her friend grinned and hopped on the back, "Put ten bucks you can't get us up to 100 by the time we hit the Ribbon."

"You're on!" Syd growled. Slamming on the gas, she headed up the street. The wind whipped at their hair blowing it in their eyes and faces, and making it hard to see. It wasn't a reason to slow down though, and in retaliation to it, Sydney sped up even more. Slowly reaching 100, she let out a whoop. She swerved, as a stray cat crossed the street. CRUNCH! She let out a hollow laugh. "Cat's have nine lives, right?"

"They do now," Cody agreed with a laugh in her friends ear.

"Nope. That one only has eight." She stated, and slowed down to avoid hitting another 'speed bump'.

"So uh, I guess I owe you that ten bucks now," Cody replied eyeing the speedometer peak and drop.

"Naw. Keep it. I just wanted to see if I could do it. What am I gunna do with 10 bucks?" Syd stated.

Cody laughed outright, "Come to think of it probably wouldn't have given you the cash cuz I know full well what you'd do with it."

Syd shrugged. "I'm done with weed."

"About time."

There was an awkward silence and Cody began to think about what her friend had said, reading it a little too much. "So long as you don't start any other shit, cigarettes are just fine y'know."

"I know. And I'm not gunna start with those either." Syd calmly replied. There was another brief pause and then Syd nodded. "Hey, there's Dal." Syd pulled off the road, and turned into where Dally was standing. "Hey." Syd shouted, trying to get his attention. He turned around, and stepped out of the way of his T-Bird so Syd could see the passenger's side. The car was filled with guys and smoke, with a certain blonde boy hanging out the window, his face concealed from the girls' street view. They knew who it was though. Cody heard her friend inhale sharpley, whether out of nervousness or to catch the smoke she didn't know. Cody herself straightened up in her seat and prepared for an odds-off rumble.