I'm a greaser. I've been one as long as I can remember. So I had just moved to Tulsa,Oklahoma to live my fake dad and two sisters who are socs. I used to live in California with my fake mom but she thought I was to much to take care of so she put me on a flight to Oklahoma and now i'm here. I had just finished unpacking and decided to go on a walk around the neighborhood. It's a beat up old neighborhood on the east side of town with old rundown houses and peeling,beat up fences. I had made it two blocks in til I accidently ran into someone. He had greenish gray eyes with sorta long greasy hair. He looked 16.
"I'm sorry I didn't see you there."
"It's fine. My name is Ponyboy. You new around here?"
"Valley and yah i'm new. Just moved here from California not to long ago."
"Where you off to?"
"Just around town, searching the territory."
"I can show you around if you like."
"Sure."
We walked awhile in silence in tilhe asked me how old I was.
"14"
"Same here."
"Do you like sunsets?"
"Yeah. Why?"
"You just look like you do. I do too."
We kept walking having a good time in til we got back to the neighborhood. I had to get going to my place.
"Thanks for showing me around."
"Your welcome. You should meet the gang some time."
"I'd like to."
I walked my porch smiling.