Disclaimer: I aint S.E. Hinton! :(
Just a story that came up into mind. Too much FBI shows, probably… XD Go ahead and flame, I don't much care…
Johnny and Ponyboy were walking home from the movie house, telling each other about their favorite part. They got about 3 blok from the movie house when another greaser came by with a large bag. He was in a hurry and shoved the bag into Ponyboy's arms and ran off.
"What's his problem?" Ponyboy asked.
"What's in that bag?"
"I dunno." Ponyboy said, unzipping the bag, he peered in and screamed, dropping the bag. It landed with a sickening crack.
"What's wrong, Pony?" Johnny said, picking up the bag and looking in, "Oh, god." Both were about to go hysterical but Johnny tried his best not to. He knew exactly who to go to for this sort of thing: Dally.
He took a few deep breaths and yanked Ponyboy along by the arm, "C'mon, Pony, we're going to Buck's." Pony simply nodded and walked along.
Near by, a soc, who had missed the grease run and give Pony the bag, came up o said object and lookd inside. She screamed, grabbed her phone (which was probably the size of her head and giving her cancer with every passing second) and called nine-one-one.
It's short, it probably sucks, just tell me what you think, try and guess what was in the bag. I won't update till I have a review.
