Disclaimer: I don’t own The Outsiders

A/N: Yes! It’s an update!! I just happen to have some inspiration from Gerard Way, haha. I dedicate this chapter to ThBlackParadeXx, as promised. I know she of all people will love this chapter. I hope the rest of you readers do too!

My insides were tense as Ponyboy and I sat on his bed. Yes, his bed in his room. All my thoughts were on him. Whatever was going on outside the room with Lacey and Johnny was none of my concern. I knew from this moment on that writing this story was going to be more difficult than I thought, especially with a distraction like him.

-With Lacey an Johnny-

Lacey’s thoughts were much more…impatient, shall we say. Johnny was adorable, and shy. It was obvious he had done no more than talk to a girl. He’d probably never worked up enough courage to give a girl compliment. Shame something this good was going to waste. Well…then again…Lacey could fix that problem. Time to let her outgoing side show.

“So, tell me Johnny, have you ever been with a girl?” she asked casually. The look on his face was far from casual. He looked panicked. He answered though.

“No…”

“How come?”

“I don’t know.”

“You don’t have to be shy around me Johnny. I like you a lot,” she said, this time with more lust in her eyes. She thought she was doing a pretty good job, considering she’d never, ever, talked to a boy like this. He gulped.

“You do?” Lacey nodded.

“How about you? Do you like me, Johnny?” she asked, snaking her fingers to his and lacing them.

“I-I don’t know. I jus met you…”

“I can show you what to do with a girl, Johnny. It’s very simple, once the whole shyness of yours is forgotten.” She lifted their hands, taking one of his in both of hers around the wrist. “First base,” she leaned in, close enough that if Johnny moved in, not even a centimeter they’d be kissing, “You must be at least familiar with first. Second base…” she pulled his hand up, only with one of her hands and slowly moved it from her collar bone to just about on her chest, when he flinched. Lacey smirked. “Like I said, no need to be shy,” and she didn’t care if he flinched. “Third base…,” she slowly moved his hand closer and closer to her fly. Johnny’s face was never this violent shade of pink. He didn’t know what to make of this. No girl had ever seduced him. Then he realized where his hand was. Nervous as he was, his pans seemed tighter in the nether region than they were before. His hand had never even come close to touching there on a girl. “I’m sure you can guess what home is. Now, shall we review? Third base…” she made his hand put pressure. “Second base…” she moved her hand back up, slightly quicker than before. His brain was screaming (good or bad, he wasn’t quite sure) when his hand was directed under her shirt and when he could actually feel them. Lacey let his hand fall, and then she straddled him. Then put her face as close as it was to him before, smiling. The pressure between her legs was unfamiliar, but she knew what it was, and it was coming from Johnny. “First base…”

-With Pony and Ami-

“I’m thirsty, wanna get a drink? I’m sure your friend is bored since Johnny won’t talk,” Ponyboy said. We walked out and man, was there a surprise on the couch waiting for us. Lacey was straddling Johnny and it looked like she was about to kiss him.

“Lacey!” I shouted. She jumped an mile and landed on the floor. Johnny looked pretty “happy” if you know what I mean. He kind of looked lost. “What the hell? Did you just seduce him or something?” I asked an irritated Lacey on the floor.

“Well, what were you two doing in there?” she asked, as if I was doing the same as her.

“We were thinking up characters for our project!”

“Well, you like him! Why not make a move?”

“Because I don’t want to make an ass of myself! I’m sorry Johnny,” he still looked kind of lost, confused, and embarrassed. “You’re not going to apologize for invading the poor kid’s personal space?”

“He didn’t seem to mind. He didn’t pull away or anything,” Lacey was looking at him like she wasn’t done.

“Uh, um, I have to go…” Johnny said, getting up and leaving. Lacey glared at me.

“It’s your own fault.” She got up and left. “I honestly don’t know what got into her. I’m sorry, Ponyboy.”

“So…you like me?”

Damn Lacey, damn her to hell. I sighed, trying to keep my face from flushing.

“Well, I’m not going to lie…”

“It’s cool. You don’t have to be embarrassed.”