Alright guys so this is my first Fan Fiction, so only constructive criticism please! *SmileyFace*

Ponyboy's POV

I wonder how long it took that tree to grow that big. It had been standing in front of the high school for as long as I could remember. I think its an oak tree, or is it maple?

"Earth to Mr. Curtis!" Mr. Fletcher barked. He has both hand gripping the sides off my desk and was burning red in the face. How long had I been looking out that window?

"What is so important, that don't feel the need to pay attention in my class!" I struggled for words. Mr. Fletcher was the meanest teacher in the whole school. He hated slackers, cats, toothbrushes, small dogs, microwaves, and more specifically me.

I'm sorrry sir, I-"

"Enough of your excuses!" Mr. Fletcher marched back to his desk and slipped out a little pink slip, writing on it angrily. My classmates were giggling and whispering things to each other, them seemed to have a field day when the only Greaser in the 10th grade got in trouble. It was going to be a long day I thought with my hand now in my hands.

I can't believe I got detention and for a Friday too! It wasn't fault he was being so boring. I decided to walk down to DX rather than go straight home; maybe if I told Soda ahead of time he could help me when I told Darry.

I walked inside the garage, to hear Soda and Steve talking to one another. I quickly hid behind one of the cars so the wouldn't see me. Sometimes I like to ease drop on people. Not to be rude, or a pest or anything like that, it just interests me. It makes me feel like I am a spy in some action movie or something. I like to call this "Creeping".

"Hey Steve pass me that wrench will ya?" Steve looked up from the 1956 Mustang he had been working on and threw Soda the wrench.

"Yeah, hey we're getting off early tonight we should go see a movie or something." he said wiping sweat from his brow.

Soda sighed. "Well what ever we do, Pony is gonna come too Darry and I think he is spending to much time by his lonesome."

"That's what happens when your…. " He said getting more and more quiet.

"When what?"

"Ahh, nothin'

"Curtis, Randle! Get out here!" Mr. Burns was Soda's boss, he was middle class, and always tried to be a good friend of Steve and Soda's. He was pretty cool for a guy is his mid 40's. He was short and fat, and always had his dark hair short and well kept.

We walked out of the garage to see Mr. Burns standing there with a girl. Well they walked, I creeped out still remaining unseen. She was very good looking. She had pin straight reddish brown hair that went to her shoulders. She was wearing a leather jacket with a sort of red top and to my surprise bluejeans. I had seen a girl wear jeans before but not like that. They fit her real well, it didn't look like she borrowed em' from her boyfriend or something.

"Who's this?" Steve asked

I know it's not a lot in the future chapters will be much longer. But tell me what you think! ~ SundaeRex