Intro
Ponyboy's POV
Life was perfectly normal, perfectly fine until that night. The night at the drive in. The night me and Johnny were jumped. Now they're dead, Dallas and Johnny, and my life will never be the same. I can still hear Johnny's voice, his last words, "Stay gold, Ponyboy, Stay gold,". But I guess some people were hit harder by not only Johnny's death, but Dally's suicide. Most people have forgotten about Dally Winston's little sister, but I surely never will. Danielle Winston had always reminded me of Dallas, she seemed real tough, and I'll admit it she was scary.
She looked a lot like Dallas, she had Platinum blonde hair and a toughened, scarred exterior, but her eyes were her own. Unlike Dally's eyes though, her's seemed softer, she didn't have hard balls of ice for eyes, she had eyes all her own. They were blue, blue like the sky, and there was another color there I have seen before, but I can't put a finger on what it is. She was around thirteen or fourteen years old, we didn't hear much about her. Dallas would mention her in a conversation than just trail off or change the subject. I don't understand why. I don't know very much about her parents, or at least her and Dally's father. I know their mother ran out on them but Dallas refuses to talk about their father. Lord only knows why.
A week after the court hearing, ( In which I was acquitted, ) I had seen Danielle around a lot more, she was staying at her and Dallas' old apartment at Bucks, even though no one was there but her. I found it strange, I had heard Soda and Darry talkin' about someone coming to stay with us, that we owed someone or somethin', but I never really paid attention, that is, until she showed up on our doorstep with Soda and Darry leading the way...