Chapter 1: Hanging Out with a New Friend
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I do not own "The Outsiders" or any of the Curtis' Gang. Sigh. The real owner of "The Outsiders" is my favorite author, the fabulous S.E. Hinton. I also do not make a profit from the stories that I write here on this site.
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** It says in the book that Curly's "gonna be in the reformatory for the next six months", but I'm changing it to just two more months after the book ends. And this takes place two months after the book. Not a slash. Sorry for the super long author's notes.
(Third Person POV)
Ponyboy threw a rock across the lake, his eyes squinting against the sunlight glaring off of the dark blue lake. The rock skipped three times.
Three. Johnny. Dallas. Bob.
Ponyboy cussed loudly, chucking another rock as hard as he could.
"Man, Baby Curtis, I didn't know you even knew words that that," a voice said from behind him. Pony jumped, and then when he saw who it was his face it up.
"Hey Curls. Whatcha doin' outta the reformatory?"
"Don't you ever call me 'Curls' again," Curly demanded, shuddering dramatically.
"All right," Ponyboy agreed. There was a moment of silence before Ponyboy spoke again.
"Hey, ya wanna grab a burger over at the Dingo?" Ponyboy asked eventually.
"Sure, why not," Curly agreed nonchalantly.
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"Ponyboy, where the heck have you been?" Darry yelled, running his fingers through his hair. It defiantly needs a trim, Darry thought. "I was worried sick about you. And it's a school night. You ain't even got a jacket on for Christ's sake."
Ponyboy shrugged. "I went to the lake and then I caught up with Randy for a while. I lost track of time," Ponyboy lied evenly.
After grabbing burgers Ponyboy and Curly hung out over at his place, smoking and just hanging out. Then Tim came home and that's when Ponyboy knew he needed to leave.
"Look, Ponyboy, I think it's time for you to leave," Tim had said to him.
"You shouldn't be hanging out with Randy. After all that's happened you'd think you'd learn eventually but no, you never use your head, Pony," Darry yelled, his nerves fried with worry.
"You can't tell me who my friends are!" Ponyboy screamed angrily. "Just 'cause he's a Soc don't mean he ain't a good person. He's my..." Pomybky trailed off, losing steam, his mind stuck on Johnny.
Bob. Johnny. Dallas.
"Go to your room and start on homework," Darry commanded sternly.
"Whatever," Ponyboy sassed, quickly stalking off towards the safety of his room.
"Pone, you okay?" Soda asked softly after Pony sat down at his desk area. Ponyboy flipped around in the chair, revealing his tear-streaked face.
"I just miss them so much," Ponyboy sobbed. Soda wrapped his arms around his crying brother.
"I know, lil' Colt," Soda whispered, though he wasn't sure who Ponyboy was talking about.
Johnny, Dallas, Mom, Dad.
This story is dedicate to TheOutsidersPonyboy5 and her friend Dani who requested this story. I hope I did a good job. :) Please leave any comments about what you thought/want to see later on. This story won't be too long, maybe ten chapters. If you've read my other story you know I won't be back until July 5th or so.
Aufenthalt Gold,
~Alee
