Okay, so for this story I'm not going to focus on the time period. So that means I may write about things that were not related to the 50's or 60's because I want to be able to have more ideas and not be like oh that didn't happen in the 50's or that didn't come out then because I don't feel like dealing with that.

With that being said, I hope you enjoy the story.

I do not own The Outsiders

Ponyboy POV

"Ponyboy" -Johnny was shaking me- "Hey, Pony, wake up."

I sat up shivering. The stars had moved. "Glory what time is it?"

"I don't know. I went to sleep too listening to you rattle on and on. You'd better get home. I think I'll stay all night out here." Johnny's parents didn't care if he came home or not.

"Okay." I yawned. Gosh but it was cold. "If you get cold or something come on over to our house."

"Okay"

I ran home, trembling at the thought of facing Darry. I know there was going to be yelling tonight, but I just hoped maybe they were asleep and I could sneak in and they wouldn't know a thing. Or at least deal with the yelling in the morning.

I was about halfway home when I saw a light coming from behind me. I turned around and saw a car heading towards me. Oh great, this is exactly what I need, I thought. They got out of their car and walked towards me. It was then that I realised they were the Socs from the movies. They were drunk and were staggering as they walked.

"Well look what we've got here. You know, it's not safe for people to leave their trash lying on the side of the road."

I felt my face get red. "Well it's not safe for people to be giving cars to apes, but they still do it anyways."

One of them took a sip of their beer and said, "You're going to regret saying that"

I tried to make a run for it but one of them grabbed me and I was pinned down within seconds. The blonde began punching me in the face.

"Maybe this will teach you that if you want a broad, pick up your own kind," And he punched me again. Suddenly my adrenaline kicked in and I knocked the blonde off of me and started to run.

I don't really remember what happened next, but before I could get any further, someone grabbed my arm, pulled me, and I felt a sharp pain on my side.

I looked up and saw the dark haired one, Bob, looking at me. But it wasn't a normal look...he looked, shocked and scared. I looked around and everyone else had the same expression. Suddenly I felt something come out of my side, and looked down to see Bob holding a bloody switchblade. I reached for my side and felt a warm liquid seeping through my shirt, and for some reason, it took me a moment to figure out it was my blood.

"Bob, what did you do?" A Soc asked. I stumbled backwards and leaned against the electrical pole, still holding my side.

"Oh my god kid, I didn't mean it. Honestly, I'm so sorry..." I wasn't listening. I just kept holding my side and more blood seeped through my fingers. I leaned my head against the pole and looked up at the sky, right before I lost consciousness.

Okay, so I hope that wasn't a waste of your time, please let me know what you think. Nice I don't mind criticism as long as it's not rude, but compliments are nice too :)