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The Note Passing That Started it All:

Ponyboy: Hey, you're that new girl, right?

Violet: Yeah…you are…?

Ponyboy: Well, I'm Ponyboy Curtis. You're Violet right?

Violet: Haha, you got that right!

Ponyboy: So how old are ya?

Violet: Well, I'm 14 but my birthday is next week.

Ponyboy: I'll be sure to remember that.

Violet: Thanks. So…what's it like here, in Tulsa?

Ponyboy: It depends on what gang you belong to.

Violet: ???

Ponyboy: are you a Soc or a Greaser?

Violet: Oh…that's what Cherry was telling me.

Ponyboy: Cherry!?

Violet: Yeah, Cherry Valance…well her name's Sherri but we call her Cherry because of her red hair. She's my cousin. She's helping me fit in here, and showing me around. Do you know her?

Ponyboy: Yeah…I know her.

Violet: Yeah, so she mentioned "Soc" a lot, so I'm guessing that's what I am. What are you?

Ponyboy: Greaser…

Violet: I don't think I'm supposed to be talking to you then!

Ponyboy: It's okay…I'm friends with Cherry and her friend Marcia.

Violet: I know Marcia! She's really nice.

Ponyboy: Yeah, my buddy Two-Bit likes her.

Violet: Cool. So, anyways…what's it like…being a Greaser and all?

Ponyboy: Well, I mean since you don't know that much about the Greasers and the Soc's, I should tell you, we're not friends. Not you and me, I mean the Greasers and the Soc's.

Violet: Well I'm glad Cherry and Marcia are friends with you, because I really would like to get to know you more. I know that Cherry and Marcia and a few Soc boys are going to a drive in. Wanna come?

Ponyboy: Well…I guess. I'd have to ask my brothers, Darry and Sodapop if it's okay.

Violet: Okay, it would be real fun to hang out, you know?

Ponyboy: Yeah it would. I'm fourteen also, by the way.

Violet: Good to know. So tell me a little bit about you.

Ponyboy: Well…I've kind of been a wreck since my best friends Dally and Johnny died last month.

Violet: I'm so sorry to hear that. How did they die, I'm sorry if you didn't want me to ask that.

Ponyboy: its okay, Violet, I don't mind. Johnny and I ran away from home, and on our way back we saw a burning church. There were children in there, so Johnny, Dally, and I jumped in there to save them! We were heroes, until we were at the hospital and Johnny died a few days later. Dally died a few hours after when he went crazy. He and Johnny were just about brothers.

Violet: Wow! Did you really save all those children! And I'm so sorry about Johnny and Dally.

Ponyboy: Its okay and we sure did! Now Violet, let me hear about you..

Violet: Okay, well my name's Violet Madeline Hark. I moved here from California. My birthday's December 4th, and I'm turning 15. I have a big brother who's 19, and his name's Roger. I love to hang out with friends and go to the movies, and I like being fun. Okay, now you know a lot about me. Let's hear your life story.

Ponyboy: Being from California explains that tan of yours. And you don't need to know that much about me yet. We just met!

Violet: Yet, I feel like I've known you my whole life. Say, Ponyboy?

Ponyboy: Yeah?

Violet: Do you have a girlfriend?

Ponyboy: Nope. Do you have a boyfriend?

Violet: not at all. I used to though. His name was Max, and he was nice until he was killed. It was bad, but I got over it soon enough.

Ponyboy: You sure love to talk, Violet, don't ya?

Violet: That's me! Violet Hark the chatter box! I could talk for hours!

Ponyboy: I can tell. Do you even know what the teacher is talking about?

Violet: I don't even know what class we're in! HA!

Ponyboy: We're in math, silly!

Violet: Oh, that would explain the numbers on the board! Where do you sit at lunch?

Ponyboy: I used to sit with Johnny but I can't do that, now can I? So…I just sit with whoever's got an open seat.

Violet: You should sit with Cherry, Marcia, me and some other girls I didn't exactly meet yet.

Ponyboy: I don't think so, thanks though.

Violet: Oh, come on! It will be fun! You can talk to me, you can ignore the other girls.

Ponyboy: I don't know. Maybe.

Violet: Okay fine. I'll take maybe as an answer…for right now! So…what do you like to do? For fun, I mean.

Ponyboy: I like to read, and go to the movies a lot.

Violet: What do you like to read?

Ponyboy: Gone With the Wind, and some poems.

Violet: Oh! I love Gone With the Wind, and my favorite poem is Robert Frost's Nothing Gold Can Stay! I love it.

Ponyboy: Oh my gosh, are you kidding? That's my favorite poem!

Violet: That's so cool! Wow. We are not that cool are we? Ha-Ha!

Ponyboy: I'm not, but you sure are.

Violet: Nah. I'm nothing special. You seem very cool though.

Ponyboy: Thanks. Well, the bell's about to ring and I wouldn't wanna keep you late for your next class.

Violet: you could never make me late! But okay, I guess, bye Ponyboy Curtis!

Ponyboy: See you at lunch, Violet!

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