We went to court and it went over just fine. The judge was very fair and listened to both sides of the story. I spoke mostly for our perspective because I knew Pony would screw up someway or another. I told him to keep quiet unless he was spoken too. I wasn't worried that he would lie or anything- but knowing Ponyboy; he wouldn't be the best person to have in a serious environment. The judge didn't talk to him much at all. He was asked to answer a few questions such as, if he liked living with me, if he liked school and what kind of grades he made.
Other than Soda Pony and I, only Randy, his parents, Cherry Valance, her parents, and a couple of assorted Socs who had jumped Johnny and my kid brother the night of the stabbing, there weren;t many people there. They each spoke before us, I wasn't bothered by it. It gave me more time to think about everything that I was going to mention when I was called upon to speak my word. Pony said after the hearing that they said nothing but the truth, that made me happy.
Ponyboy's teacher said that he was failing english and I got on his case. I started yelling and he started to yell back. It eventually erupted to them point where Soda ran out of the house. He was already upset because Sandy cheated on him, got pregnant and moved to Florida.
So Ponyboy and I eventually caught up with him and we started to talk things over. He said that I should ease up on Pony about his grades and he should realise how much I sacrifised for him. He's right both ways.
And so I got to bed with a whole feeling inside.
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