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Chapter 1-The Kidnapping
Ponyboy's POV.
My morning began just like it usually does. Darry had to come in twice to get me and Soda up, Soda used all the hot water so I was left with zilch. Then, somehow, Darry forgot to make breakfast, so Soda decided to make the whole gang blue eggs. Honestly, where he gets his ideas from. After playing a game of 'I'm Not Going To Eat That, Yes You Are' (BTW, I won), I was rushed off to school by a huffy Steve.
"Okay kid, I'm going to be leaving during second period, so you're going to have to walk home. Got it?" He asked in an irritated tone, as if I was a pest he was trying to get rid. Asshole. As I assured him I would go directly home, the bell rang. Late again.
For the rest of the day, nothing unusual happened. I went to all of my classes, got yelled at in math for forgetting my book again, and lost my gym pants; again. It wasn't until my walk home with Johnny that anything bad happened. I first noticed the ominous white van parked across the street from the school. It was big and was all alone in the vacant parking lot. I saw the same van maybe ten minutes later, on the side of the street connecting to mine. It didn't appear to be occupied but it kinda weirded me out. Keep it together Pony I thought to myself. You're just being paranoid I shook it off and continued on my walk beside Johnny, now keeping my eyes peeled. I was almost home; my street was in sight, when I heard a car behind me. A big car, by the sounds of it. I turned slightly, almost knowing what it was, and sure enough, saw the big white van behind us, following about six feet behind. I looked over at Johnny and realized he hadn't heard the van yet.
"Johnny, don't look right now, but were being followed by a large white van. I swear I've seen this van twice on our walk home." He kept his cool as if he hadn't heard me and asked in a low whisper.
"Do you thing it belongs to Soc?" I thought about it.
"Nah, its unmarked and kinda old looking. A Soc wouldn't go for anything that plain. I think they might want something with us."
As if on cue, the van sped up and stopped in front of us. The guys who got out didn't appear to be either Soc or Greaser. The largest one grinned at us.
"Hey boys. Wanna go for a ride?" I don't think I've ever wished for the gang more than right now Slowly backing up I shook my head.
"N-no sir, we were just headed home." Johnny nodded as if to verify my statement. The big dude just grinned.
"I'm afraid that there has been a change in plan boys. GET EM" The last part he yelled to his crew, who came at us. One of them grabbed me and held a cloth to my face. It smelled like sweet hairspray. I felt myself grow tired all of the sudden. 'No Dammit. Fight back. FIGHT BACK!' I thought frantically. But it was no use. I felt myself slip away from consciousness.
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