"Ponyboy will you read me a story?" The eight year begged her older cousin. Ponyboy looked up from his homework and stared at the little blonde girl.
"You need to go to bed Lucy" Ponyboy told her. Lucy smile turned into a pout.
"Please just one chapter and I'll go to sleep" She whined. Sighing Ponyboy got up and walked over to her bed. The little girls pout became a huge smile.
"What book do you want me to read?" He asked. Lucy pulled out a thick book labeled 'Fire Spell'. Ponyboy looked at the young child weirdly. Below it in small gold letters it said 'Sequel to The Thief Lord'.
"You sure 'bout that kid?" Her head bobbed up and down vigorously. Mumbling aright he took the book.
"Oh how I hate this place" He read out loud "I needed to get away and I needed to do it soon. I didn't belong here. Not since they found out. They think I'm a freak, they say I don't belong. But I guess it's true. I didn't belong anywhere, I couldn't go anywhere, I was bound in chains and put up for all to see. Until tonight, tonight I will be freed and I will run away from this dreaded place I call Gypsy Hideaway. " Ponyboy looked up from the book to see a grin the size of Texas on his little cousin's face.
"Getting out of here will be tough but I can do it. At least, I think I can. Once they let me out of the chain I made a break for Stella. Stella was an old abandoned theater me and my friends lived in. Thinking of my friend Hornet the whole way. She was best friend from the start. I often feel self-conscious around her because she's beautiful and I'm not. She was slender and had brown hair, which she wore in a long, thin braid that went right down to her hips. Oh how I wish I could have her looks. She's so natural, unlike me. I have hair the color of the fires in hell. Everyone stared at it, I'm not sure if that's a good thing. My eyes are look like the ocean was in them. Which I guess isn't that bad but sometimes I can see waves crashing which is a little strange. And, above everything else, I was unnaturally pale." By this time things where starting to get weird. Everyone in the house was gathered around to hear the book Ponyboy was reading. They were all somewhat fantasized by the story.
"Finally I got to Stella, pulling the cord that hung above the entrance. I heard some shuffling inside and a faint "Password". I rolled my eyes, knowing exactly who it was. "Riccio it's Elodie, let me in" I said. A few seconds after that the big, black door swung open showing Riccio with a huge smile plastered on his face. "Elodie, what are you doing here?" He asked. I showed him my bruised up wrist. His eyes got slightly bigger and I walked in. "Hornet!" I called. I saw her brown head pop up from the stack of books beside her bed. "Elodie!" she cried running to me, embracing me in the tightest hug of my life. A grip which I returned with my own. "Oh. My. God. What happened to your wrist?' She asked examining it. "Madam Nadya" I said, knowing she knew what I meant. "Eldoie!" A small voice cried. I turned around to see a blonde head running towards me. I gripped the boy tightly. "Have you been good Bo?" I asked. He nodded his head vigorously but something told me that was only partly true. I turned to see Prosper standing in the doorway. "Has he?" I asked, my voice breaking the slightest bit due to the mosh bit that was going on in my stomach. "Ehh sort of." He answer-." Just then all the lights went out in the house and a huge crack of lighting fell from the sky.
"You better be getting to sleep Lucy" Darry said.
"Yes sir" She said slipping her head under her covers. A few minutes slipped by and everyone in the house was asleep, for the exception of Ponyboy. He had that story stuck in his head.
Why did they chain her up? He thought. He glanced over at the book a few more times. He heard soft footsteps outside his door. Thinking it was Lucy, he opened the door to see a bright pink skirt turn the corner. He decided to fallow it. Hearing the door close slightly he turned the corner, still curious he left the house, seeing a head behind pecking out of a tree.
"Hello" He called, rubbing his arms. It was cold outside and all he had on was an old tee shirt and some jeans.
"Hello" A sweet voice answered. But not from the tree, from somewhere across the way. Ponyboy was dazed a little by her voice, but soon snapped out of it. Someone tapped him on the shoulder. He turned around to see long brown hair turn the corner. He looked confused at the corner. How did she get all the way over there? Still curious he fallowed, even though it might have been the death of him, he was going to catch her. He didn't know why he wanted to but he did. As he kept walking he felt something hit the back of his head, in seconds he was out cold.
"Is he ok?" Asked a voice from above him.
"Do I look like a doctor to you?" Came another voice. Ponyboy's eyes fluttered open seeing a few pairs staring back.
"Who are you?" A boy asked. His hair was redish blonde and going off in any direction it pleased and he had somewhat…….interesting teeth. He also saw a little boy with curly blonde hair, a girl with long brown hair, and a guy with a bird mask.
"Ponyboy Curtis" He said. The brunette looked at him funny then said; "That's an original name"
"My dad was an original person" He said. The girl just nodded and asked if he was okay. He just shook his head yes and tried to get up, but fell down with a pain shooting through his back.
"Obviously you're not alright" Said the masked boy.
"Who's not alright?" An intoxicating voice asked. Once again Ponyboy's head began to spin at the sound. Soon a redhead came into view. She looked vaguely familiar. Like he had heard of her before.
"Him" The little blonde boy said, pointing to Ponyboy.
"Hornet go get him some food?" She asked. The girl, who he suspected was Hornet, walked off to go get some food.
A/N: Lousy place to end I know but I didn't want to make it to long yah know…..