Hello! So this is my first fanfiction ever. Please please please please READ & REVIEW!Help a newbie, constructive criticism is welcome but please no hate. Warning you now, I am a terrible with spelling & grammar. If you see any major mistakes please tell me so I can fix them. So on with the show, Enjoy!
Moonlight
Ch1
It was his birthday, his 20th birthday. She only cried harder when she saw his picture. It was her fault, if only she was a better parent. She could have helped him. It was all her fault, the guilt was terrible. He could have been here with her, celebrating. Not six feet under. The bottle of pills never before looked so appealing.
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"Yeah, in the Sheldon's house," Ponyboy Curtis heard the gossip a few lockers down from his own. The first day back form Christmas break and the girls had whispers to trade. He normally paid no mind to it, but the name Sheldon caught his attention. No one had said the mane since Mrs. Sheldon's suicide a few months ago. "Poor girl, I would be completely creep if I moved into a house with that history," a girl in yellow whispered to her friends. "I know right," a girl in pink spoke "but I am never going over to her house" the other girls made noises of agreement. So someone finally moved into the house, it had been vacant for a while. Mr. Sheldon moved away not long after his wife's death. He knew the history of that house all to well, but the bell rang before he could get lost in thought.
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He made it to History with a few seconds to spare and went to his usual seat in the back left corner. Ponyboy may be a greaser but he was smart and put in the A classes. So it was him in a class full of socs. Being a greaser, he tried to stay out of sight. "Welcome back class, I hope the break didn't drain your heads" Mr. Herrick began the class in his monotone voice. "take out your books and open up to- " He was interrupted by the classroom door swinging open. A girl Pony had never seen before rushed into class. She looked a strange median between greaser and soc. She wore a simple outfit with a black skirt and white shirt. When she blinked you could clearly see the eye make-up, more the most socs but not trashy like greasy girls. "Ah, you must be the new student," Mr. Herrick was checking his student roster. "Miss Scarlet Ravenox, correct?"
"Yes sir,"
"If you don't mind sitting in the back, you can take the open seat back there" He pointed to the seat next to Ponyboy. Scarlet nodded and took the seat, giving him a small, polite smile as she sat down
"Now class, turn to page 235 to begin today's lesson"
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The full moon gleamed through the iron bars on his window. He heard the nurse and orderlies return to their rooms for the night. He smiled, "Tonight is the night Lucian" he told himself. "And what a perfect night it is Louis" he replied to himself .He had been working this plan for a few months. When he wasn't supervised he worked on picking the lock on his window. That only took a day or two. The bolts on the bars took longer, tools were needed to loosen them. He stole forks from the dinning hall and broke the middle prongs to make a wrench like tool. 20 bolts each needing 15 turns, it was tedious work. But it paid off. Turning lose the last bolt, he smiled. The iron bars clattered to the grass below and he climbed out and down the three floors. Feet touching grass for the first time in year, he turned his back on the Tulsa Psychiatric Ward. "You remember the way Louis?"
"Of course Lucian, how could I forget?"
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