Author's note
Totally different than what I'm used to writing right?
I'm sure you all have read the book or at least seen the movie; otherwise you wouldn't be reading this.
I know I sound really fan-girly with my OC and all, but who wouldn't want to create a character to pair with Ponyboy? He's ADORABLE! I hope you like what I threw in here to make it more action-y!
Chapter 1
A girl walked outside her front yard into the street. "Cindy Ann! Don't be gone too long!" her mother called.
Cindy nodded then rolled her eyes. She hatedbeing called Cindy Ann. It had to the worst name ever. She preferred to be called Cinder, which is what almost everybody called her because of the determination and loyalty that burned in her heart. Cinder continued down the street and started heading toward the North side of town. She had dressed in jeans and a t-shirt so they wouldn't know that she was a Soc. Cinder never liked being part of the rich side of town, everyone was so stuck up and full of themselves. Cinder really wished she was a greaser so she could be free and hang around any part of town, but she doubted that anyone would bring her into a gang.
She was 13, had blonde hair that was so shiny, when she stood in the sun people might mistake it for pure gold, and bright blue eyes that reminded people of a peaceful October sky. Her singing voice, as people say, was as clear as water and almost hypnotizing. These four details brought three words to everyone's mind when they saw her: helpless little girl. Just because she looked like a princess didn't mean that she couldn't fight or go out alone at night, she could usually fend for herself unlike her older brother George. He always spent his nights going out with some friends to get drunk, jump some greasers or both. Cinder was really getting fed up with it, even though he never got into trouble with the police or mom. Ever since their dad died, mom was only worried about them being safe. It really annoyed Cinder to have all these ridiculous rules.
Cinder finally got out of the noisy town and into the quiet neighborhood of the greasers. It wasn't exactly a pretty place to live, but Cinder didn't care. She had been living the rich life for a long time and wanted to see what the opposite was like. She put her hands in her jean pockets and kept walking down the street. She hummed a tune to herself to keep herself busy until she heard a car coming down the street and turned to see a blue mustang drive past her at a somewhat slow pace. She just ignored it and kept walking.
After a while she heard shouts. She followed the noise until she came to a large empty parking lot. The blue mustang was parked and there were four Socs surrounding a greaser. The greaser had long brown hair that was slightly blonde and looked about Cinder's age, 14 or maybe 15. Cinder watched as the Socs grabbed the young boy and pinned him to the ground. The boy tried to get away but one of them took out a switch blade and held it to his throat. Cinder's eyes widened.
"If you try to get away or call for help, I'll kill you." The Soc growled.
Cinder knew she had to do something, but what? The Socs forced the boy to his feet and took out a pair of handcuffs; probably snatched from a police officer's back pocket. Socs may be rich, but they were tricky and almost never honest, even with the fuzz. He pulled the boys arms behind him and clasped the handcuffs onto him tightly. They pushed him to the ground knowing that he couldn't catch himself and they all began to gang up on the boy, slugging him and shoving him.
Cinder watched and felt anger stir inside her. She knew about the war between Socs and Greasers, but she thought it had ended after the rumble a few months ago and had no idea how violent they could be, especially on young people. As the fight went on the boy was on the ground. He had a bruise on his cheek and had a few cuts and scrapes on his arms and face. The boy began to call out for someone to help him but one of the Socs placed a hand on his mouth. At that moment, the boy noticed the blonde haired girl. They stared at each other, the boy staring into her shining blue eyes and Cinder staring into his gentle green eyes. The Socs went toward him for more, but Cinder began walked toward them. She couldn't stand to watch this anymore.
"Hey! Leave him alone!" she yelled.
They all stared at the young blonde girl. "Don't mess with us girly, we're busy." One of the Socs said and turned back to the boy.
That was the last straw; the 'innocent girl' was now seeing red. Cinder ran up and grabbed the Soc by the back of his shirt collar and landed a hard punch on his back. The Soc fell to the ground and the other ones ran toward Cinder. She quickly ducked and rolled under them at the last second so she ended up behind them. She swung her leg under two of them making them trip and land right on their faces. The other two ran toward her just as she was kneeling on one knee. She held out her arms so their waists hit her wrists. She quickly flung her arms up and flipped the Socs over flat onto their backs.
"Do NOT call me 'girly'." She said as the Socs gasped for air.
She got to her feet and ran toward the greaser boy while the Socs got to their car and drove off, embarrassed that they were taken out by a girl. The boy was lying on his side. Cinder knelt down, and took out a Swiss army knife she always carried and managed to pick the lock on the handcuffs with one of the tools. The boy rubbed his wrists while Cinder helped him sit up.
"You okay?" she asked.
The boy nodded. "Yeah, I'll be fine." He said.
Cinder took his arm and helped him stand up. Some of the cuts on his arms were bleeding. "Are you hurt badly?" she asked.
The boy shook his head. "Nah. This is nothing, I've been through a lot worse." He said and faced Cinder. "But I gotta say, I've never seen a girl fight off a bunch of Socs like that before." He said.
Cinder blushed and looked at the ground. She had never been complimented on her fighting skills before. "Thanks, I guess I figured if I was living in a dangerous town like this one I needed to defend myself." She said.
The boy nodded. "Thanks for helping me out. My name's Ponyboy. Ponyboy Curtis." He said.
"My name's Cindy Ann, but everyone just calls me Cinder." She said.
Ponyboy nodded. "I better start heading back before more of them Socs come." He said.
Cinder walked beside him. "Mind if I tagalong?" she asked. Ponyboy shook his head.
