Hello everyone. This is my first story and I hope you enjoy. :) I know it's not the best, but I did try. Anyway onto the story!


Ponyboy's POV

"And what if I don't?" I said shaking my head towards Steve. We never really digged each other, but ever since I've gotten back things haveturned for the worst. I think its because I have been starting to talk back. It ain't my fought that I'm starting to stick up for myself. I'm tired of being told how to live my life. Ever since Johnny and Dally died I haven't been 'myself'. I've been defending myself more without meaning too. I'm not the same little 14 year old quite boy that I was only a little while ago. Its like a natural instinct, and Darry and Steve don't like it at all; whereas Sodapop and Two-Bit don't seem to mind.

"You better watch it kid-" Steve started before I interrupted him.

"I'm not a kid!" I screamed. "I'm 14 years old!"

"That's still a kid to me. You can't even sleep in your own bed a lone. Soda has to sleep with you, because your scared. You need to start acting your age. No 14 year old boy should have their older brother babying them. What are you going to do when he's 18 and moves out? huh? Are you going to beg him to stay? Don't you want him to be able to start a life of his own? What about you? In four more years your going to be an adult. If I were you I would consider growing up, and fast!" Steve screamed at me. He was right. I felt tears filling up in my eyes. It was only a matter of time before Soda moved out.


I know this was very short, and not very eventful. Just think of it as a prologue. Hopefully I'll upload soon, and I promise the chapters will be longer. Way longer. Anyway R&R. Hope you liked. :P