A/N- Another story. I know. Hope you like it. Oh, the numbers are for the keys at the bottom.

Ponyboy's P.O.V.

I headed for my next class as I heard the bell ring. I did my usual speed-walking because ever since I turned in that essay, it got published, and I've been getting bullied more than usual by Socs.

Right when I was about to turn to the corner, someone pushed me down, causing me to drop everything and fall hard. I looked up to a group of Socs. standing there.

"Won't you look at this piece of trash. Making US look like the bad guys. Guess we have to teach him a lesson, right guys?" the tallest one, which was probably the leader, said. I picked up my stuff and booked it. No way was I going to get beat up again three times in a row. And I didn't.

Right when I sat down, the bell rang. I was out of breath and my heart was going to come right out of my chest. I could feel eyes watching me, but I ignored them. Then my English teacher came in. He did the usual take roll, get our homework, then say what we're going to do for the rest of the class.

"Everybody has to write a paper on what you think is wrong with society today." My English teacher announced. I got out my paper and thought. What was wrong with the world today? People. People judge too much. If people wouldn't judge you, i'm pretty sure I wouldn't get beat up a lot. So then I started writing.

Mini Key
Ponyboy's Paper.
Ponyboy's thoughts=Italic and underlined

Don't Judge
By Ponyboy Curtis

You don't know somebody until you really meet them. Some people abused, some spoiled. Some rich, some poor. Some just wanting to get over with the day and really want to die, others wanting to try to make a better day come. Some living in fear, others in hope. Some living like slaves, others like royalty. Some trying to avoid others in fear of getting judged, others standing out because they don't give a crap. And those people have their own story you won't suspect.

I wonder what people think of me. Apparently it's not good thoughts because i'm always coming home with bruises. But they don't know my story...

Yeah, we're different. Each with different stories. But why does that matter. We're snowflakes; none of us are exactly alike. When you judge someone, you are looking on the outside. When you just guess their story, you're not really seeing what they're going through.

If each person has a different story, how would they be? Most wouldn't be happy. Not many life stories are happy anymore. How to start... A girl. Lets see where we get with that...

1. Remember that girl you saw that was suicidal? She always wore long sleeves to hide her scars and bruises. She can't control her pain. She just wants to end her own life because no one gives a damn about her. Her parents hit her. The kids bully her. People judge her. She has no reason of living. But why does she? Because she wants to prove everybody wrong. She still has that tiny hope that she will one day. But not for long. Hope only gets you so far…

What else won't get you far when you're being judge. Believing won't get you far. That's for sure. And lots of people with a sad story don't cut. Maybe they smile...

2. See that boy who's shining his brightest? He smiles so much you want to too. He's so happy that when you're around him you're suddenly happy. Your bad day is now a good one. He has no family. When he says he's gonna go home, he really goes to an alley where his box is. That box is his only shelter. When he does go to his "home" he cries real hard, you wouldn't believe it. He wants to get out of the world he lives in. He wants something good in his life. But everyday at school, he smiles. Why? Because he believes it'll get better. He believes something will happen. Through all the tears he sheds, he smiles harder the next. But believing will get you far, but not all the way…

Whoa, this kind of just reminded me of Sodapop. I hope he's not going through this at all. He talks to me. He always does. I think... Ok, another story. I'm hungry. Hmm, you can't live without food. Food, there we go.

3. Hey, remember that super skinny girl? The one who sits alone at lunch. She starves herself. Before she was fat, and everybody bullied her. She never ate anymore, and it's her eighth week. She goes home and eats half an apple, so her mother won't worry. But going so long without food, she knows she's getting weak. But she doesn't care; she wants people to finally like her. To not call her fat and stand out. To finally fit in with people. But she never realized how long she could actually go without food…

This is kinda getting intense. Just one more. Ok, hmm. I'll do one for the greasers, because everybody judges us. There's probably not a day where we go unjudged. I just gotta change the word greaser and i'll be good. What's another word for greaser...

4. Why don't we recall that skinny boy who wears the same clothes every day? The one who looks dirty and is constantly sick. The one lots of people spread rumors about and nobody really card for him. He was just a weird guy. Yeah he's also poor. But the thing is he's so poor that he has to wear the same clothes. He's so poor he can't eat sometimes because he wants to make sure his younger brothers and sisters eat first. He isn't the cleanest because he makes sure his family washes before him and sometimes, there's no water left. He's constantly sick because he makes sure his family is warm and healthy first before he is. Sometimes on cold nights there's no blanket because his family gets them first. He takes care of his family and puts them before him. He cares too much for them to let them be starved, sick, or dirty. And why does he do this? Because his love for his family is strong. But his health won't stay stable forever...

End Of Ponyboy's Paper

"The bell will be ringing, so we'll work on this more tomorrow." I put my paper away and waited. The bell rang and I ran out of class. The paper was still in my mind though. The stuff just made up could really be happening, and I wouldn't know. The gang could be going through things like this, but then again we're a gang, right?

"Hey Ponyboy." Sodapop called. I looked up and saw the gang. Well, minus Darry and Dally.

"Oh hey." I said casually. We then started walking. I still kept thinking about that paper. What if the gang was going through that. Nobody should go through that. At all. Like how can they go through that. Because I would have reached my breaking point. I would have done something I would regret. I'm just happy I have the gang. But other people don't. Which sucks.

I felt my breathing pick up. I then realized I was getting emotional over my fake story. But the topic was true. People do go through this.

"Ponyboy, you ok?" Johnny asked. He examined me and worry went on his face.

"Yeah. I'm fine. Uh Johnny, you know you have the gang right? You have me too. Whenever you want you can come to us. You know that, right?" I asked, hoping he really knows.

"Yeah Ponyboy, I know. Really are you fine?" He asked, still concerned.

"Yeah, i'm ok." I said and we walked in silence. Once we got home I saw Johnny follow Sodapop to the kitchen, but I didn't really worry. I went straight to my room and reread my essay. Then there was a knock on my door.

"Hey can I come in?" Sodapop asked.

"Well, it is your room too." I said. He walked in and sat across from me. We stared at each other in silence for a minute.

"So anything you want to talk about?" He asked. Then I knew Johnny told him I was acting weird. But I was gonna tell him soon. Just not now

"Um, not really. Maybe tomorrow though." I said hoping he wouldn't push the conversation forward.

"Oh, ok. You always have me though. You know that right?" He asked. I nodded and got up and hugged him.

"You have me too." I said as he returned the hug.

"Ok, dinner will be ready soon." And with that he walked out. I don't know what any of us would do without each other. I wouldn't want to find out either.

A/N- This is just the beginning. The next chapter will be the outcomes for the people in the paper, so please stay around. And please review and tell me what you think. I'll post another chapter in five days

Here's the key for the numbers
Key
1. Suicidal Girl (hope)
2. Smiling Guy (believe)
3. Skinny Girl (hunger)
4. Poor Guy (health)
The words in the parenthesis are what each person needs.
Whale, until next update,
STAY GOLD XD.