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I hope u love this new story, and please tell me if I'm neglicting any other stries in your reviews I have a tendancy to forget about them. I know that sounds really bad coming from a Fanfiction auther like myself. But I do have a tendancy to forgett. And not to mention school crap gets into my daily ,life and I have homework I gotta' do. But anyway enough of my rambling, on with the story. !

Title: Touched.

Summary: Ponyboy didn't mind when Darry told him to take the bus to school, until he found out it was full of Socs. What happens when Ponyboy's touched?

I DON'T OWN A THING...Bummer

Chaper 1

A normal sunny day in Tulsa. The birds were chirping. The socs and Greasers were fighting. And Ponyboy Curtis was getting all of him homework settled in his backback. He smiled at him action and headed out the door to school. When Darry stopped him.

"Ponyboy, Sorry but I can't pick you up after track Preactice, could you take the bus?" He asked.

"Yeah, sure." Ponyboy smiled. Darry smiled back at Ponyboy and left for work. Ponyboy hitched a ride from Two-bit that morning and everything seemed fine. until after practice...

Ponyboy's POV

"Curtis!" The coach called me. I ran over to him and smiled.

"Yeah?" I asked.

"Curtis, you're the fastest track runner, I've seen in years! I'm moving you to first runner." He grabbed his notebook and jotted down my name. I smiled and thanked him for putting me first on the list and I ran back to do my laps.

After practice Darry told me to take the bus home. I didn't mind it, it beat risking walking on the streets and waiting to get jumped. I changed out of my track uniform and into my usual Plaid shirt, and blue jeans. I walked out of the locker room and out of the school. I saw Cherry Valance with a group of friends we made eye contact for a second then went our seprate ways. That's our way of saying 'hello' or 'i can't talk to you right now' it worked for both of us. Even though we hated it, it had to be done.

I was waiting at the corner of the bus stop when I saw the bus come up. It was the city bus so I'm sure there's no Socs.

Bad luck. There was.

I sat away from them and pulled out a book. One of the Socs noticed me and moved closer to me.

"What are you doing on a bus, Greaser? Don't you know there's a law about littering?" They laughed. I ignored them and continued on how many more streets it would take for the bus to stop at a stop so I can get off and leave these Socs.

"Yeah, I also heard about your mom, greaser." I perked up my ears. They better. NOT. talk about my mother.

"I heard she died, becuase she wasn't put on a leash! leashe law remember, greaser?" I stood up while the bus was moving and tried punching one in the face but they caught my hand. Since I was in the back of the bus, the driver couldn't see us.

"You know, you're pretty cute."

I gulped.

"Fisty too."

I tried struggling out of their grasp but they were too storn against me. I tried getting someone's attention but for all I can tell the bus was loaded with teenagers not paying attention to us.

"Shut up." The soc said, then he...He-

Darry's POV

"Where's the kid at? I told him to take the bus." I said. It was six thirty and I told Ponyboy to take the bus home today. He probably was a ding-dong and forgot to. I'm gonna' kill him if he forgets to.

"Dar, don't be like that, he'll come home he probably did take the bus, but met up with some friends." Sodapop reasoned with me. Sodapop looked at the food I was making and I swear he started to droll.

"Besides, more for us!" He smiled. He started aiming a fork at the food I was preparing but I closed the lid.

"That's too bad for you, we're not eating unless he comes home, so you better hope he showes up before this gets cold!" I snapped. I heard Sodapop's stomach grumble. The poor kid had a face that looked like I told him that christmas was never coming back.

"Let's find em' then!" Sodapop started running for the door but it was opened by Ponyboy.

"You better have a damn good reason for not coming home when I told you too."

"You made me hungry!" Sodapop wined.

"Yeah! You made Sodapop hungry!" I added, trying to be funny. But my humor went away when Ponyboy didn't respond to anything we were saying.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"N-nothing." He stampered.

"You sure?" I asked.

He nodded.

I have a feeling somthing happened on the bus. Maybe some Socs road the buss and Ponyboy got jumped, Shit! If that happened then I feel like utter shit right about now. I gulped and let Ponyboy walked to the kitchen I looked at Sodpaop, hee to couldn't figured out what was wrong with Poynboy.

What do you think? You think this is a good idea? Well, you'll have much more of what happened on the bus in the later chapters-that is if you want me to continue. please, please tell me so or not.

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-Kylelover101