Hello, now in this story the events in the book happened but Bob, Dallas, and Johnny did not pass and Johnny was never hurt. I know sort of lame but I can't stand them dying so I brought them to life in my story. Please review and give me POSITIVE criticism and ideas. Enjoy and of course all right belong to SE Hinton .
"I grew up in this neighborhood, all of this is what drove me to succeed and strive for a better life not only for me but for both of you" My Dad was lecturing while driving his red mustang to his childhood home in Tulsa Oklahoma
House and house will go by and they would be exactly the same, run down, dirty, and poor. It all makes sense now, why he works so hard.
This neighborhood is horrible, I'm surprised my Dad made it out.
"Clare? Nathaniel?" Dad called to my older brother and I
"Yes" I responded moving my bright blue eyes to the direction of the rearview mirror as well as my brother with his gray angry eyes.
"I hope you both understand why I am moving us here" My Dad said sympathy creeping up in his voice.
He must be regretting this idiotic idea.
"No dad I do not understand! You left Tulsa for a reason and now you're coming back, but now you are bringing us!" My brother Nathaniel yelled his his voice harsh, he was clearly upset.
"You both don't understand the value of a dollar, you can't comprehend what it is to struggle. You both have never struggled. I have worked extremely hard to make sure both of you didn't have to struggle but it backfired. Now I am moving us here so both of you can learn a lesson and understand that not everyone has it easy." My dad retorted to my brother but as well directing it to me.
My brother rolled his eyes and kept his mouth shut, both he and I knew dad had a point.
I looked down ashamed.
My Dad was right Nathaniel and I are a bunch of spoiled rich kids.
A few weeks ago my Dad left on a business trip to New York a usual occurrence , therefore my brother and I were left alone, again a usual occurrence.
Nathaniel had the bright idea to throw a party, and the party was great, drunk underage kids and one of them was my brother might I add, premarital sex inside many rooms in my house the house was covered in thick smoke, and I'm sure some girl even got knocked up, overall it was a good party.
By the end of the party there was used condoms in rooms, beer cans, cigarette butts, and drugs all over the floor and not to mention the bathrooms were disgusting, toilets clogged throw up and urine all over the bathrooms. Again a sign that the party was a huge success.
My dad's business trips usually take 4-6 days so my brother and I didn't clean right away we were going to hire a maid to do it for us, but before I could even move the dial of our white telephone the door opened and behold my Dad was in the threshold his blue eyes wide full with blazing anger his were hands clenched and his full 6'0 stance rigid.
My Dad has concluded my brother and I have had it too easy and now wants to teach us a lesson, and now we are here in the East side of Tulsa
My Dad makes a halt and turns off the engine.
I turned to my right and looked out the window and saw overgrown tall grass and behind the grass was a small white run down house. The white paint was chipping and the door screen had a punctured hole, the stairs ascending to the front door was missing a stair thus a total of two full stairs rather than three.
I turned to my brother and his expression must have been the same as mine,his gray eyes wide his smooth masculine face was in shock.
"He must be kidding!" My brother whispered in disbelief
"Nope" My father said popping the p and putting the car keys inside of his black leather briefcase.
"You grew up here!" My brother continued still in disbelief
My Dad didn't answer he got out of his mustang and smiled to himself remembering all his childhood memories.
I turned to my left and saw a group of older boys staring at my family clearly confused I immediately turned my head to the front seeing the road ahead of us, I was scared they looked like criminals to me, and my brother and I remained seated inside the car neither wanting to come out. Hoping this silent protest of ours would change my dad's mind.
My Dad turned sensing the presence of those boys on the other side-let me rephrase that sensing the presence of our neighbors.
My Dad's face was young for a forty year old he and I had the same blue eyes but unlike mine that were bright and youthful his were tired and disappointed.
His face was composed when he turned to face the boys then his face flashed with recognition.
Did he know one of those boys?
"Darry?" My Dad questioned
I turned to my left and the biggest one of all six of them- I counted - smiled and stepped closer and then my Dad walked to the other side and they both embraced.
My brother and I still remained in the car.
It doesn't seem like he is going to change his mind soon.
"Dad needs to be more careful with the company he keeps" I spoke up, wondering how my dad knows this boys, for God sake they look like they will steal the tires off the car. And I know it was wrong to think like that, I was raised to not judge a person by their looks. But maybe that's why I am here, I'm judging these people without knowing them.
My brother and I both began with fits of laughter, it was more so a laugh of nerves.
I saw my dad point at us with a big happy smile plastered on his face, that smile made him look even younger.
My Dad then continued to signal us to come out and introduce ourselves, I was without a doubt nervous.
My brother noticed and opened the door, and his 5'9 stance was out the car his muscles tight in his madras shirt and he turned waiting for me to come out of the the car I hesitated but finally got out the door.
My yellow dress spun around when I closed the door to the mustang.
My brother began walking and I was close behind him shaking, afraid. In my defense I have never been in a neighborhood like this. I grew up in a gated community.
We finally got there I looked down in embarrassment, and in fear.
"Here are my kids, this here is my eldest boy Nathaniel he is 17" My dad said introducing this Darry character to Nathaniel and I.
"And this is my baby girl Clare she's 14" My Dad said pulling me closer Darry held out his hand and I took it and shook it but continued to look down.
"Nice to meet you" He said politely his voice deep
Then I looked up and he was even bigger in person a good 6'2 in height- taller than my brother and my dad and way taller than me I stood at whopping height of 5'0, he was all muscle and you can tell by his tight black shirt and his eyes were cold as ice but were extremely beautiful.
"Likewise" I responded politely with a radiant smile.
"What brings you here? " He asked averting his attention to my Dad.
My brother and I both smiled and stifled a laugh- like I said we are both spoiled rich kids.
Darry turned to my brother and I staring at us wondering why we stifled a laugh and the rest of the boys as well and one with rusty sideburns and stocky was cocking an eyebrow and had a wide grin-later learned his name was Two-bit.
My Dad turned as well and looked disappointed at us I looked away still grinning
"Well you can say they are kind of the preps or the Socs. however you call the kids from the west side now" My Dad said and the gang of boys were wide eyed mostly confused, especially Darry.
"Socs?" I questioned and looked to my brother, he too was equally confused as I.
What are they?
"Really?" Darry questioned my Dad
"You were a real hood back then, my dad would tell me about all your adventures" Darry said smiling ruefully
My Dad smiled but I noticed the mood dim after that.
"Both are spoiled, I don't know where I went wrong but I came back to teach them my upbringing and how I struggled to get them where they are now." My Dad continued proud of his way of disciplining us.
I was wrong he still thinks this is a good idea.
Nathaniel and I stood there with five pairs eyes on us and then move towards my Dad and Darry. This was uncomfortable nonetheless.
"So you're moving back into the neighborhood?" Darry asked
"Yes, and permanently" My Dad responded still proud "Asked the company to buy out the DX and now I am in charge of that station and the rest of the gas station here in Oklahoma.." I tuned my Dad out after that.
Dad was an oil tycoon he and a few friends hit the jackpot 16 years back, they found oil and they made a gas company and own thousands of companies around the globe-again I am a spoiled rich kid.
"Yall, the ones that bought out the DX, man thank you! The pay raise really helps out" The slim boy with a finely drawn face, who looks like just stepped out of a movie said.
He was extremely attractive.
"My name is Sodapop by the way and that over there is my brother Ponyboy" He pointed to a young boy who looked to be my age he had gray-green eyes and his hair was a light brown he looked a little like Sodapop he was without a doubt very handsome.
I then gathered that Darry,Sodapop and Ponyboy were brothers.
"Are yall gonna change the name" A tall lean guy with thick hair asked with an unlit cigarette hanging from his mouth.
"No we are are keeping it for business sakes" My Dad answered smiling.
"Steve Randle" He said shaking my Dad's hand "This quiet one here is Johnny" He said introducing a smaller boy with big black eyes, a tanned face and shaggy bangs.
He simply waved
I was standing there awkward while my Dad conversed with Darry and all the other boys continue to stare at my brother and I, and my Dad and his friend Darry.
I smiled and looked away, wishing to be back home in California.
"Where's your mom" Two-Bit asked my brother and I
My brother physically got uncomfortable.
The topic of our mother was not an easy one for us, she abandoned us two years ago for this young student filmmaker
"You don't just ask that" Ponyboy said smacking him in the shoulder, sensing our discomfort.
I decided to answer "She is not in the picture" I said and continued "She is in someone else's" I said jokingly my brother laughed and high fived me.
"Clare" my Dad reprimanded me.
My brother and I both shut our mouths. The boys looked confused.
"This is our cue to leave, come on kids, you need to see your rooms" My Dad said to us.
"See you later Darry" My Dad said
"Of course good to have you back" He replied to my Dad
My brother and I said our goodbyes and left to our new or should I say old house.