"Here it is," said Johnny. His face was white and he was shaking more than ever.
"Yeah," Dallas said, already eager to get out of there. Still, he kept up his tough-hood act. "Don't do nothin' stupid, Johnny."
"Yeah," agreed Darry, seeing that the mansion was overgrown and had an overall weird feeling. Very weird. "There ain't no way we are going in there."
But Sodapop and Steve had planned differently.
"Soda, get your butt back over here!" yelled Two-Bit, but Steve had already opened the door.
"Steve, you idio-" Ponyboy was cut off by the feeling of need to go into the building, and, unconsciously, followed Steve into the building.
"Pony, no!" Johnny screamed, but it was too late. The youngest greaser was too far gone.
"Did the building just mess with his mind?" Dally spoke, his heart racing with every second that passed while standing outside, knowing that any minute of Pony's could be his last. "He's, like, the smartest kid I know!"
"We gotta get him!" Soda said from the door. He walked inside.
"Soda-" the blonde greaser known as Katie Roberts said. She was cut off by the door slamming. "Soda!"
Since being the new kid, Sodapop and Katie has gotten really close. The whole gang considered her as a pet, even though they full well knew she could handle herself. It drove her crazy.
"We gotta get 'em!" said Johnny.
Katie walked over to the humongous house. She pulled on the door. "It's locked!"
The boys joined her on the creaky porch, trying to find a good place to get in. It wasn't until Katie had climbed on the canopy over the porch, mind you, crawling very lightly because she hated heights and it would've caved in if she stepped down any harder.
"I've found a way! This window's open!"
A/N; so new book again. I have a bad habit of starting one and then starting another one and then another one and aahhhhh! Lol! Anyways, I hope you enjoy this and please RR! I love to know what my readers think!
Anyways, see you next time!
-rdawn:)