Here is a fanfic on The Outsiders. This is my first story I've ever wrote, so I hope you enjoy
Disclaimer: I do not own The Outsiders, S. E. Hinton does. I wish I did though.
It was a cold, silent night in Tulsa,Oklahoma. There was not much commotion around except for the occasional Greaser or Soc. Quietly walking on the sidewalk alone was Ponyboy Curtis. He knew he shouldn't be walking alone, because he could get jumped by the Socs for being a Greaser, but he did it anyway. Why the Socs jump Greasers, well that's a mystery that has yet been solved.
Ponyboy was a small 14 year old teenager with long, curly, reddish-brown hair. He liked his hair long and rarely got it cut, most Greasers were that way. Ponyboy had interesting greenish-grey eyes that he wished were more gray. For some reason he didn't like green eyes, that was just how his mind worked.
There were two different groups in this town, the Greasers and the Socs. Greasers were normally known as the menaces to society, the troublemakers, the kids who broke the law. While the Socs were know as the assets to society, the rich kids. But the Socs had this problem with jumping Greasers. That's why the Greasers hated the Socs.
Ponyboy was just coming home from the movies that he was lost in though about. He must of been to lost in his thoughts because he didn't seem to notice the red Corvair trailing behind him. Suddenly, that Socs inside the car honked the horn which brought Ponyboy out of his thought. When Ponyboy saw the car, he started to walk faster. He was deciding to make a break for it, but his thought process aloud the Socs to catch up to him. He saw the Socs getting out of the car and started sweating fiercely. Withen what seemed like a second, the Socs had surrounded him. It was to late to run now. One of the Socs who was wearing a blue Madras shirt reached in his back pocket and pulled out a blade. Now Ponyboy was scared. What scared Ponyboy the most was that the Socs smeeled like alcohol, which most likely meant they were drunk, and drunk Socs means bad news.
"Hey Greaser", the Socs with the blade said. "Enjoying this night."
"Shut up and-and leave me alone", Ponyboy said with a tremble in his voice.
"Awwww, is the poor Greaser scared", said another Socs.
"No I'm not you jerk", Ponyboy spat. Then he spit at them. Bad choice.
"You can't talk to us that way, you filthy Greaser." exclaimed the Socs with the blade. "Hey guys, maybe we should teach this Greaser a lesson. Com'er you Greaser."
Ponyboy took a step back but ended up walking right into a Soc. They had his down in a second. Ponyboy struggled but the Socs were stronger than him. So now, he was stuck under a Socs that was holding the blade to his neck. Once Ponyboy noticed the blade, he freaked. He started calling out for his brothers, his friends, anyone.
"Shut him up!" a Socs ordered. Ponyboy had a rag stuff into his mouth. The Socs slugged in the chest a few times and Ponyboy calmed down a bit. He knew that struggling woyld only make this situation worse.
The Socs started to kick and punch Ponyboy in the chest. Ponyboy was now in a lot of pain. Suddenly, the Socs picked him up and slammed his against the wall. The blade was back against Ponyboy's throat.
"You learn your lesson yet, Greaser." , the Soc whispered in his face.
Ponyboy slowly nodded his head
"Well I don't think you have.", the Soc said a little louder.
Ponyboy then felt a sharp pain in his stomach. He looked down and saw a blade sticking out of it.
"Shit man, what did you do.", a different Soc said.
Ponyboy was to dazed to really know what happened next, but he was then on the ground and the Socs were gone. Ponyboy was slowly losing consciousness as he lay there on there hard ground. His last thought before everything went black was: My brothers are going to kill me.
There you go. The first chapter. I hoped you enjoyed this. I was really bored so I started writing something random. Please comment and review. This is probably a horrible story, so I don't care if you rub it in. Next chapter coming soon
-BiggestJohnnyFanStayGold
