~Chapter 1~ Ok. Hi. I am stuck on every single one of my other stories so I'm making a sequel to "Socs Have Problems". I know that's kinda dumb because I have other stories that aren't finished so unless you people have ideas I'm just going to go on with this, k? K! Right. If you haven't read "Socs Have Problems" you can still probably read this and not be lost. Anyway I own Daphne, Carmen, Riley, and anyone else that I decide to add, ok? Oh does anyone have any names I can use, cuz I need a name for a girl who likes Soda. Ok, yeah. I'll go on with the story.

                                                            (****Soda's POV****)

            I turned the light off and layed down on the bed. It had been a week. A whole week. A week of nothing, but sadness and pain. It just didn't seem possible. How could a week go by so fast?

            It felt like just yesterday me and Riley were at the DX talking, and laughing. But she wasn't even here yesterday. She hasn't been here for a week, my mind said this over and over and over until I got a headache from thinking about the meaning of those words. I didn't want to know that Riley was dead.

            And it was all Buck Merril's fault. The police hadn't even caught him yet. It wasn't fair, how he could get away with murder and I couldn't even get away with pretending that everything was ok. I pretended that it was ok but the gang looked right through me and knew that I was hurting.

            I only had one escape from everything, from the sadness, and hurting. A trick I had picked up from Riley. To cut myself. It gave me relief and freedom. For that split second when the blade ran across my skin and the blood came running out of the cut I had freedom. Freedom of everything. I could forget how Riley was dead and how my life was going to be a living hell without her, but only for a second. Then it was gone and I was right back to square one, not knowing what to do with my life.

            "Soda, sweetie pie!" I heard the bittersweet sound of Carmen's voice. Carmen was Steve's girlfriend, and she had been Riley's best friend. She had been hanging around our house a lot ever since Riley and she had sorta become one of the gang. Considering her best friend was gone she was doing great, acting as if everything was normal.

            Carmen slung my door open and flipped the light on. "Honey, its noon, what are you doing in here…still?" I rolled over on my back and shrugged. It wasn't any of her business, besides I was doing what I had been doing for the past week. Moping around my room with the light out, and not hanging out with the gang.

            I had even been fired from my job, meaning I didn't work at the DX anymore. My boss had fired me when I didn't show up for four days and didn't bother to call in. Steve tried to explain to him what was going on, but he wouldn't listen. Go figure. Do bosses ever listen? I didn't really care that I got fired. It didn't bother me at all. Another thing just to make me hate my life. Wasn't I supposed to care that I got fired?

            Nothing seemed important anymore.

            Not even Pony or the gang. One time Pony had came in the house and nobody was home but me. He wanted to talk to me about something, but I just brushed him off and stalked back into the room.

            Infact the only thing I did anymore was lay in my room, and cut myself.

            "….should be out there with us," I looked at Carmen who was gesturing to the living room, where the gang was at. Everyone was there except Dally. Dally hadn't been around much in the past week. I think he was a little upset over Riley too. Actually I think he was guilty, because he never got to tell her he was sorry for taking advantage of her when they were both drunk. Daphne was even there.

            Daphne was Riley's little sister, and had been living with us, because her parents didn't give a damn about her or Riley. They didn't even go to Riley's funeral, neither did I, but that's a whole different story. Both Daphne and Pony had formed some kind of a bond, seeing as they were the youngest two. I'm not sure whether they liked each other or not though, because I hadn't really been paying attention to them.

            I shook my head no. I didn't want to go out there with the gang. It was weird. Use to, I would always want to hang out with them and I'd be a lot of fun and we'd all have fun. But now I didn't want them to see me. To see me when I was sad, and I wasn't fun anymore either. The fun me seemed to have left the very minute Riley did.

            "Please Soda. Please come out there. You don't have to talk. You can just sit there, but let us know you are ok. Everyone's worried sick about you. Steve is worried about you. He seems more and more depressed everytime we go out and I ask him why and you know what his answer is?" I shrugged. "He says that he's worried to death about you, because you won't even come out of your room."

            "Steve's not worried about me, Carmen. He's got you."I covered my mouth at my sudden outburst. I was a little jealous of Steve. He had Carmen, he had someone. I had no one. No one at all. Not even my best friend anymore. Carmen had taken him. It just wasn't fair.

            "Soda, that's not true at all and you know it." Carmen looked at me when she suddenly realized what I was hinting at. My stomach did a little flip and then suddenly felt upset. When Carmen was upset she reminded me of Riley, a lot.

                        ~A/N~ What do you guys think so far? Good? Bad?? What? Review and if you haven't read "Socs Have Problems" Please read it and review!! Thanks!!