Normal pov:
Danny the soc was walking along the road where Pnyboy Curtis lived.
He knew he shouldn't love a greaser.
but the eighteen year old boy was just so beautiful, he knew that he would have to hide it from him and his friends.
"Danny!" Called Paul.
He I continued to look at Pnyboy, he was to perfect to ignore.
"DANNY!" Paul called, more impastion this time.
I sighed and decided to let my Little show est for a while.
"You okay?" Paul asked him
"Yeah," i said.
"Pony's gonna get it hard," Paul was saying.
My head poped up.
"Why?" I said, my voice comin out in a Chocked whisperer.
"Don't ask why, Dannyboy. Were gonna beet the pulp out of him," Paul said.
I breathed in. I was not looking forward to beeting Pony.
Ponyboy's pov:
I was five minutes away form home when I saw one of the Mustangs.
Oh crap. i walked faster.
They caught up. the stopped a few steps in front of me. Five socs jumped out. One had grabbed my hand and dragged me awy from the others.
"WHat?" I cried.
"Just follow me and stay quite," He said.
I recognised this Soc. Danny Knight.
He soons toped and sat down.
"Why did you save me?" I asked.
"they were gonna beet you, Pony.. I love ya Pony... Love ya like mad."
