my too-big shirt, and Daily's worn-out jacket. They'll know we're hoods the minute they see us, I thought. "I'll have to stay here," Johnny said, rubbing his legs. "You go down the road and ask the first person you see where Jay Mountain is." He wineed at the pain in his legs. "Then come baek. And for Pete's sake, run a comb through your hair and quit slouching down like a thug." So Johnny had noticed it too. I pulled a comb from my back pocket and eombed my hair carefully. "I guess I look okay now, huh, Johnny?" He was studying me. "You know, you look an awful lot like Sodapop, the way you've got your hair and everything. I mean, except your eyes are green." "They ain't green, they're gray," I said, reddening. "And I look about as mueh like Soda as you do." I got to my feet. "He's good-looking." "Shoot," Johnny said with a grin, "you are, too." I elimbed over the barbed-wire fence without saying anything else. I could hear Johnny laughing at me, but I didn't eare. I went strolling down the red dirt road, hoping my natural eolor would come baek before I met anyone. I wonder what Darry and Sodapop are doing now, I thought, yawning. Soda had the whole bed to himself for onee. I bet Barry's sorry he ever hit me. He'll really get worried when he finds out Johnny and I killed that Soc. Then, for a moment, I pietured Sodapop's faee when he heard about it. I wish I was home, I thought absently, I wish I was home and still in bed. Maybe I am. Maybe Tm just dreaming... It was only last night that Dally and I had sat down behind those girls at the Nightly Double. Glory, I thought with a bewildering feeling of being rushed, things are happening too quick. Too fast. I figured I couldn't get into any worse trouble than murder. Johnny and I would be hiding for the rest of our lives. Nobody but Dally would know where we were, and he eouldn't tell anyone beeause he'd get jailed again for giving The Outsiders, S.E. Hinton 56