Okay so in one of my classed today, I think it was General Music, I was daydreaming and doodling on a piece of paper when an idea came to me… (Funny how ideas come to me at the most random times… i.e. talking about the Renaissance and its music in General Music.)

I was walking home from school alone for the first time in a long time. I knew it wasn't a bright idea and I knew Darry would kill me if he found out, but I didn't plan on him finding out. I had just left the school grounds when I saw something out of the corner of my eye that made my blood run cold, a streak of blue.

I was probably imagining it, that was Bob's car and Bob's dead. I kept walking, ignoring the feeling of being followed. I was almost to the park when a blue Mustang came to a screeching halt in front of me. I jumped and stifled a scream. Five Socs came out of the car, I recognized a few of them, they were there when Johnny killed Bob. I knew the one pretty well, Randy. I thought he was going to run away, that he was done with all this, guess he changed his mind.

"Hey Grease." One of the Socs said with a menacing smile. "We never got to finish that hair cut." He was referencing the first time they jumped me on my way home from the movies.

"Or that bath." Said another, this time referencing the time they jumped me and Johnny. I saw Randy shudder, that was the night that Johnny killed Bob. Johnny saved me that night, but he wasn't here now, he'd never be able to save my life again.

"Hey Randy." I said boldly. "How've ya been?"

"Randy, why's that hood talking to you?"

"I don't know." He said, not looking at me or his friends.

"So Randy," I could tell this was bothering his friends. "Isn't that Bob's old car? Did he leave it to you in his will?" I knew that was a low blow, but hey, he was the one about to jump me.

Randy's eyes flashed with hatred.

"Hey," I said, "I didn't kill him." At that they attacked, all of them except Randy who just stood there with what looked like tears in his eyes mouthing something that looked like "I'm sorry."

They punched and kicked me, I tried to fight back, but it was an uneven fight. They dragged me to the fountain like they did the last time they jumped me. There were only three things different this time than last. One, Randy wasn't here, two Johnny wasn't here, and three since Johnny was dead, he wasn't going to be able to save me, I would surly die.

I screamed and kicked, but it did no good I was at the fountain now and they put me under. When I came back up I saw a blade. When I went back under I felt the coolness of the blade cut my skin and I felt the pain of an open wound. They brought me up again, but not long enough for me to get a breath of air. If they were going to kill me I wish they'd just do it and get it over with.

Suddenly I felt the grips that held my arms weaken and I fell out of the fountain and onto the ground like I had done before. I heard the Socs run away screaming and I heard distant footsteps running towards me, screaming "Ponyboy, Ponyboy." I knew that my family was coming to collect me, I knew I wasn't dead because if I was, I wouldn't feel so damn tired.

Something confused me though, what had made the Socs run away? I opened my eyes and looked up. Standing above me smiling slightly, but shaking his head was Johnny Cade. Somehow he managed to come back from the dead to save my life again.

I have some other things in mind for future chapters, but only if everyone thinks I should continue. This is my favorite story I've written so far, so tell me what you think!