Ponyboy is 12 (before Johnny and Dally die that is why they still are alive.)
Sodapop:(quote) "Sixteen-going-on-Seventeen"-Ponyboy
Darry-20
Everyone else is the same
The rain was pouring outside as most of the gang was gathered in the living room. Outside, the rain poured down in buckets and occasionally, large bolts of lightning flashed with the echoing sound of thunder following.
Two-bit was sitting on the floor watching Mickey, a plate of chocolate cake and a can of beer sitting besides him. Soda and Dally were playing Poker at the table towards the corner of the room, Soda attempting to cheat like always. Darry sat in his chair reading the newspaper, glancing up at the door occasionally, waiting for Ponyboy to walk through the door. Steve was currently talking with Dally and Soda. Steve trying to mess up Dally-of course to help Soda win.
Darry, Steve and Soda had all gotten off early that day because of the thunderstorm that had started around the late afternoon and two-bit well, being Two-bit, decided to skip school for the day, Dally was there because, hey, rain days were hang days. The rain was still going after at least 3 hours, still showing no signs of giving up.
Lightning suddenly flashed outside and a large boom of thunder suddenly echoed through the house. The lights flickered repeatedly and finally went out, along with the TV. Soda and Steve both jumped, Soda's cards dropping from their hands and scattering over the table. Dally looked up, he tried to pass off the slight shake of the chair of him getting up, Soda knew he jumped, he was too prideful to admit it. Darry whipped his head to the side and looked through the window, looking for something that would tell him what happened. He couldn't see anything through the buckets of rain falling outside. He assumed that lighting had struck their power source, causing the electricity to go out. Darry knew it would eventually fixed so he decided not to worry about it.
"Well. I'm bored." Two-bit announced loudly after finishing his can of beer. He threw the can onto his empty plate, where his cake had been before he had eaten it. He stood up and stretched, his muscles feeling stiff from sitting, not moving, for that amount of time.
"Why don't you read a book or somethin ?" Soda replied, not looking up from his cards that he had gather up just the moment before. An ace slipped out of his jacket sleeve, leading Dally to glare at his friend as he noticed. Soda just smiled like a little kid who just got busted for something that they had done.