Hey guys! I planned out exactly how I wanted Fearless to go before I came to fanfic, I even have the ending all worked out! But, I got to, you know, type it up and post it! :) Anyway, I had a prologue planned out that I hoped would help you guys understand where the greasers are in the story's time and plot, and I had forgotten to post it! So here it is, hope it gives you an idea of what's going on with the greasers! Stay gold!
Prologue-
Ponyboy's POV
"You know what a greaser is?" Bob asked. "White trash with long hair."
I felt blood draining from my face. I've been cussed out and sworn at, but nothing ever hit me like that did. Johnnycake made kind of a gasp and his eyes were smoldering.
"You know what a Soc is?" I said, my voice shaking with rage. "White trash with Mustangs and madras." And then, because I couldn't think of anything bad to call them, I spit at them.
Bob shook his head, smiling slowly. "You could use a bath, greaser. And a good working over. And we've got all night to do it. Give the kid a bath, David."
I ducked and tried to run for it, but the Soc caught my arm and twisted it behind my neck, and shoved my face into the fountain. I fought, but the hand at the back of my neck was strong and I had to hold my breath. I'm dying, I though, and wondered what was happening to Johnny. I couldn't hold my breath any longer. I fought again desperately but only sucked in water. I'm drowning, I thought, they've gone too far … A black haze filled my mind and I slowly relaxed.
The next thing I knew I was lying on the pavement beside the fountain, coughing water and gasping. I lay there weakly, breathing in air and spitting out water. The wind blasted the through my soaked shirt and dripping hair. My teeth chattered unceasingly and I couldn't stop them. I finally pushed myself up and leaned back against the fountain, the water running down my face. Then I saw Johnny, a pediatric, and a policeman. I suddenly realized that the pediatric was smacking a washcloth against my face.
"There we go," He said, taking the cloth off of my face, "You ok, kid? I nodded, and looked up to Johnny, he had a relieved look on his face.
"What happened?" I asked him.
"Somebody who happened to be passing by called the police." Johnny said.
"The two boys who were leading your drowning got arrested by some of our other officers." The policeman said, giving me a caring smile, "One of them had dark curly hair, and the other had dark hair, as well."
Randy and Bob, I thought.
"C'mon Ponyboy, let's head to your place," Johnny said, motioning for me to get up and start walking back to my place.
"Gosh, that could've been a big mess." Johnnycake said, as we walked home.
"Yah, I'm sure glad it didn't," I said.
"I wonder who called the police," Johnny said, while shaking his bangs out of his eyes.
"We may never know, Johnnycakes," I said, as we walked up the sidewalk to my house.
"Yah," Johnny said, "Mind if I stay at your place tonight?" I nodded as I slowly opened the front door. I hoped my older brother, Darry, wouldn't be angry with me anymore. My buddies Johnny, Dallas, and I went to the Nightly Double at our local movie house, and Johnny and I had gone to the lot after we came back. We both fell asleep there, and I went home around two in the morning, Darry wasn't happy. He hit me after my first oldest brother, Soda, tried to stand up for me. Soda's more reckless, kind, and sensitive then firm, hard Darry is. I stood up for Soda after Darry yelled at him for standing up for me. Darry then hit me, and I ran away to a nearby park with Johnny. Randy and Bob, who were the boyfriends of two nice Soc girls we had met at the movies, had corned us there (Socs are the rich kids who live on the West and South sides of town, us greasers are the middle-class and poorer kids who live on the East and North sides of town, I reckon we're wilder).
I walked slowly up to Darry. He immediately got on his feet, and gave me a look that turned from hard to caring.
"Ponyboy," He said, and then I interrupted him by squeezing him in a big hug. I realized that the rest of our gang was there: Two-Bit Matthews, Soda's best buddy; Steve Randle, Dallas Winston and his girlfriend, Evelyn Wells, Tara Andrews, June Mason, Victoria James, and Laurel Williams. We all hugged, and Johnny and I settled down on the living room couch after everyone else went to bed too.
"Today was crazy, Ponyboy," Johnnycake said, to me, half asleep.
"Yah I know," I said, about ready to crash too, "G'night Johnny." I said, but we both fell asleep after I finished my sentence.