Summary: Johnny gets detention on a Saturday and has nothing to do, He decides to talk to his note book. R&R!

Disclaimer: The Outsiders belongs to S . E. Hinton.. Not me

Author Notes: I was really bored and starting fooling around with ideas in my head . Thus "Story's of the Gallant Sir Winston". A friend thought I should post it up here. I won't be updating this story a lot cause Johnny's not the type who gets detention a lot and I write as it comes to me.

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A black haired boy had been sitting in the same chair doing nothing for about five minute's and he couldn't take it anymore, He pulled his note book out of his bag and started writing stuff down pretending to do his homework. Johnny scribbled down a few things.

I've run out of sticky notes ask Ponyboy for more.

Late for class, in detention.

Didn't show up at class on Friday, Dally had stuff for us to do, looonger detention.

Johnny sighed, he was always reminding himself of stuff like that just to make sure he could remember. He pulled a yellow crayon out of his bag and made a big circle at the top of it. Inside he wrote in big letters.

Saturday

In detention.

Johnny kicked the floor making banging noises until he was asked to please stop. Now what was he going to do? Johnny glanced out the window wondering what the gang were doing. "Probably playing foot ball.." Johnny thought out loud. The principle looked over at him. "Do your homework, son."Then he went back to looking over papers. Johnny looked down at his notebook, He hated it when Teachers called him son, He didn't know why, it just bugged him. Johnny suddenly had the urge to talk to someone, he looked over at the principle but decide to just to do his homework. But then, He had a better plan.

Hello Notebook. I figured I'd talked to you as if you were a real person. Hope you don't mind. There's no one to talk to except you and I don't really have to talk when I'm talking to you so its all quite normal.

Johnny finished writing and glanced up at the principle who smiled warmly down at him. 'The guy thinks I'm doin'my homework' Johnny thought and looked back down at his note book. He started to write again.

The Teacher thinks I'm doing my homework.

Johnny doodled a little face with messed up eyes then started writing again.

His eyes ain't right.

Johnny smiled at his art work then a idea popped into his head and he went back to his writing.

There's nothing else to do so I'll tell you the story of the Gallant Sir Winston. Which Gallant story you ask?

Johnny wrote as if he were talking to someone.

Hmm lemme think... there's so many... okay I know. I'll tell you about the one where he saves the beggar boy from starvation. Yea, yea I know, it's a good one. But remember it was a loooooong time ago and people talk funny sometimes so you might not understand sometimes. No I'm not calling you stupid.

Johnny rolled his eyes at his notebook, it was always jumping to conclusions.

We don't say that. Yea I know Dal does but you don't have to. You wanna be just like Dal?

Johnny wrote down and smiled slightly.

Whoa... Hmm? Oh it's just funny you should say that. Why? Cause I wanna be like him to. I know he's tuff. Okay, okay I'll tell you the story now. What? No more room? Okay go to the next page.

Johnny turned the page and wrote in big letters at the top of the page.

The Story of Sir Winston

And the beggar boy.

Johnny stared at it for awhile then nodded to himself and started writing.

Sir Winston had just gotten back from a long journey. He rode down the yellowish dirt path when he saw a young beggar boy stumbling down the rode. Sir Winston halted his horse and turned to the young beggar boy. "Why young sir, why shant it ugle be." Sir Winston said in the old dead words that the knights used. "What?" The young beggar said confused.

Johnny finish this paragraph and looked down at his notebook confused.

What? You don't understand him? Well are you a knight? I figured now lemme get on with the story. Hmm? The are all dead? Shut up. Where was I? Well read up stupid. Yea that was an insult. Fine I will. If your not nice you'll never know the end of the story. Yea, yea now yer sorry. Fine I'll continue.

Johnny rolled his eyes at the piece of paper and started writing again.

"What?" The young beggar boy asked confused.

Johnny glared down at his paper as if it had just interrupted him.

Huh? I repeated myself? Well If you had told me where I was then this never would have happened. Yes I'm blaming you. LEMME GET ON WITH THE STORY.

Johnny rolled his eyes again and with a big sigh started the story again.

Sir Winston remembered that only he and the Sir's of the star table knew the lingo of the knights. For all the others were dead.

Johnny grinned triumphantly down at his note book.

HA. You see that? You did? Yea well he know their all dead. I AM NOT MAKING THIS UP AS I GO!. I'm not telling you the rest if you don't lemme finish.

Johnny's grin faded and he glared down at the paper.

So what if those mean the same thine. I'm going to ignore you until the end of this page. You won't talk? Well fine then, I wasn't going to listen.

Johnny shook his head and continued writing.

Sir Winston was one of the ONLY knights of the star table that knew English. "Why young Sir, why would you be walking on this road all alone?" Sir Winston repeated.

Johnny ran out of room and turned the page. He wrote at the top of the next page.

The Story of Sir Winston

And the beggar boy.

He smiled devilishly at the paper and began to write.

Yea I really did ignore you. Now stop talking to awhile so I can get on with the story.

"Because, sir." The young beggar said and coughed. "I have no friends.". Sir Winston gasped. "Why young sir, Why do you look so thirsty?" Sir Winston asked with a worried look.

"Because I have run out of water, Sir. I have been drinking the grease from my hair." The beggar boy responded with a gross looking face. "It isn't very good, Sir.". Sir Winston looked down at the young boys full canteen. "Why young Sir, If your canteen is full, what id inside if not worder?" Sir Winston asked losing his English as he spoke more, he wasn't used to speaking English he was always around the knights of the star table.

"Only the grease for my hair." The young beggar responded. "Well young Sir." Sir Winston exclaimed. "Take my canteen for I have ten more." Sir Winston gave the boy a canteen full of water and pointed him in the direction of a nice little city called Tulsa. He said that's where he was going, back to the knight's of the star table. The young beggar thanked Sir Winston as Sir Winston rode off into the sunset, like all knight's do in story's .

Johnny smiled and then looked down at his paper with a look of disbelief.

What? It is so true. Shut up.

Johnny's head snapped up at the sound of a bell. The principle turned to him. "You can go." then he went back to his papers. Johnny wrote this down as fast as he could he wanted to get out and go play football with the guys.

The bell rang and I can go now, look what you did, made me waste my study time telling you a TRUE story. Well I guess it wasn't all a waste. Next time I'm in detention I'll tell you what happened to Sit Winston and The young beggar boy and if they ever met up in Tulsa or if the young beggar boy dies. WHOOPS did I say that?

Johnny smiled evilly atthe paper then scribbled down the rest.

Well I'm not saying anymore. See you next detention.

Johnny shut his notebook as fast as he could and shoved it and his pencil in his bag. He picked it up and ran out of the school. "Hey Johnnycake." Dally said and pulled up in bucks car with Ponyboy and Two-bit. Johnny hopped into the car and looked over at Two-Bit. "Hey sorry I wasn' in 'dere with you today." Two-Bit said and grinned. "If you had told me ya'll were in detention I could've done somethin'". Johnny just shook his head. "There was a kid in there today, I was fine.." Johnny muttered as Dallas revved the engine and took off.

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Hey hey, I hope you guys like it . Read and Review! Pleeeease! big puppy eyes and pouty lip.