Alright, this is the first outsider fic i've ever written. I never thought i'd ever write an Outsider fic, but the inspiration bug bit me, so I did. I'm not god, so I know there are probably mistakes and such in my writing, if you're gonna criticize then be gentle, I can take hits every here and there, but I don't take kindly to complete jerks. Thanks for your time and I hope you enjoy reading as much as I do writing. Thanks in advance.

Ponyboy's POV :

Chapter 1:

It's been 6 months since Johnny and Dally passed. God, It's gone by

so dang fast. Never really thought I'd ever make it to see 6 months go by, but today's

the day. I never really understood how fragile life could be until the day I lost two of the

best buddies I'll ever have. I realize you can't take anything for granted.

I've learned to appreciate the little things a lot more, too. Like the way
Darry is so overprotective of me just'cause he don't want me gettin' into somethin' I can't
handle. I realized he does care about me, and that even though I don't have parents,
I still have two great brothers who make up for it just the same.

Ever since I wrote the essay for my English class, it's been a weight
off my shoulders, if you could call it that. It made me realize that Dally and Johnny
live on through those pages that I wouldn't let my teacher publish. I'm saving it though,
maybe one day I will publish and let the world know that Dallas Winston did have a heart,
and that Johnny Cade was more than the gangs pet --He was a hero.

A lot of things have happened in the last 6 months. We're moving into a bigger
house,only around the corner,but it's still bigger than the one we got now. Its got 3 bedrooms
so we all can have our own. 'Big for throwin' parties,' Soda says, and of course I know that
he ain't lyin' when he says it.

Darry got a better job, he's into landscaping and mowin' lawns and
stuff like that. He's makin' better money and he enjoys it more too, I can tell cause he's a
lot nicer when he comes home from a long day of workin'.

Cherry Valance moved to Ohio to live with her grandparents because she
said she had too many bad memories and experiences here in Tulsa, and that her family
couldn't take her always bein' depressed all the time. I was sad for a while, but
then I realized it was probably the best thing for her.

Two-Bit's still the same, but then again that goofball will never change,
and that's the way we all like it. Soda hasn't changed, and Steve still hangs around a
lot, and he's been a lot nicer to me lately. He's not as bad as I thought he was, but
he still can be a pain in the ass sometimes.

Nothin' really is new here with ol' Ponyboy. I'm 15 now and I
start my first day of bein a junior in a couple of days. I'm still the same ol' greasy
Ponyboy everyone knows and loves. Well, not really, but everyone knows me now
since I was in the paper when it all happened. I never really imagined or wanted what
happened to make me well known, but now I'm like this kind of celebrity I guess.

And I hate it.