I just read the Outsiders, and its a great book! But, the ending. :( Oh well, well, I liked the book.. a lot.. so, I'm gonna write about when
Johnny and Dally are still alive, as well as Mr. and Mrs. Curtis. The timing begins when Ponyboy is 12. And, Ponyboy is the narrarator, like
the book. I have no idea what this fic is about. I just decided, hey, I wanna write an Outsider fanfic!
Disclaimer: I do not the Outsiders.
It was almost nighttime, so I decided to go out and smoke some before my mom caught me. I had just turned 12, and I figured, I'm old
enough to be smoking. Besides, Johnny has been smoking since he was nine. I had stolen one of Soda's cigarettes, I didn't think he would
notice. So, I sat there smoking, it didn't taste good, but it makes you look tuff.
"Hey Ponyboy. Whatchya got there?" Soda's voice came from behind. I turned, and put the stick behind my back.
"Nothin' I'm just sittin' here." I said, trying to sound truthful.
"'Ya sure? I think I smell somethin'.. smells like.. smoke." Soda replied.
Soda's got this ability to know when I'm lying. I don't know how, but every time, I lie, he always sees through it. Soda turned me around,
and took the cigarette from my hand.
"Pony, you shouldn't be smokin'! Its bad for you, you know."
"But, Johnny's been smokin' since he was nine!"
"'Cause Johnny is Johnny. Why don't we go inside, and you can ask mom if your she wants you to smoke."
"Aww Sodapop, you know shes gonna say no!"
Soda shrugged and then threw the cigarette on the floor, and stomped on it. Then he turned and went inside.
"You better hurry and come in. We're 'bout to eat."
I frowned. Soda is cool, he's a real good person to talk to, and a good brother, but he was being overprotective latley. Soda's really good-
looking. Latley, all the girls at school have been hanging on him, even the Socs. I've got another brother. He's Darry. He just got
out of school, with real good grades, and he could have made it to college. But we don't have the money, and I don't think Darry minds.
I walked into the house, and smelled my mom's cooking. Chicken, with green beans. My mom is a great cook, and she is really nice. She is
very pretty, and when you see her, she lights up the room. She is serious, but can never keep a straight face around Soda. My dad and Darry
look almost identical. They could be brothers. Darry is more serious, and my dad loves to joke around.
Everybody was already sitting, about to eat. "Ponyboy, where were you?" my mom asked when I sat down.
"I was thinking outside." I lied. I half expected Soda to tell my mom what I was really doing, but he just stuffed more food into his already
full mouth. Soda eats a lot.
"How was school today?" My mom asked. "Okay." I replied. She looked at Sodapop, and when he didn't say anything, she asked, "Soda?"
"It was okay, I guess." Soda said. But, he didn't look up. My mom didn't ask anything else. We just sat there eating, which, if I think of it
is pretty weird, because Soda is always talking, or maybe Darry and dad. When everybody had finished, I had to wash the dishes, because I had
gotten to the table last.
I went to my room, and fell asleep. Soda slept in the livingroom, and Darry has his own room like me. My mom and dad sleep in their own room.
OKIE.. this is just the proluge sorta thing, to see how well I can write this. Well, please review, and tell me constructive critisism.
:) Thanks if you read this!
Johnny and Dally are still alive, as well as Mr. and Mrs. Curtis. The timing begins when Ponyboy is 12. And, Ponyboy is the narrarator, like
the book. I have no idea what this fic is about. I just decided, hey, I wanna write an Outsider fanfic!
Disclaimer: I do not the Outsiders.
It was almost nighttime, so I decided to go out and smoke some before my mom caught me. I had just turned 12, and I figured, I'm old
enough to be smoking. Besides, Johnny has been smoking since he was nine. I had stolen one of Soda's cigarettes, I didn't think he would
notice. So, I sat there smoking, it didn't taste good, but it makes you look tuff.
"Hey Ponyboy. Whatchya got there?" Soda's voice came from behind. I turned, and put the stick behind my back.
"Nothin' I'm just sittin' here." I said, trying to sound truthful.
"'Ya sure? I think I smell somethin'.. smells like.. smoke." Soda replied.
Soda's got this ability to know when I'm lying. I don't know how, but every time, I lie, he always sees through it. Soda turned me around,
and took the cigarette from my hand.
"Pony, you shouldn't be smokin'! Its bad for you, you know."
"But, Johnny's been smokin' since he was nine!"
"'Cause Johnny is Johnny. Why don't we go inside, and you can ask mom if your she wants you to smoke."
"Aww Sodapop, you know shes gonna say no!"
Soda shrugged and then threw the cigarette on the floor, and stomped on it. Then he turned and went inside.
"You better hurry and come in. We're 'bout to eat."
I frowned. Soda is cool, he's a real good person to talk to, and a good brother, but he was being overprotective latley. Soda's really good-
looking. Latley, all the girls at school have been hanging on him, even the Socs. I've got another brother. He's Darry. He just got
out of school, with real good grades, and he could have made it to college. But we don't have the money, and I don't think Darry minds.
I walked into the house, and smelled my mom's cooking. Chicken, with green beans. My mom is a great cook, and she is really nice. She is
very pretty, and when you see her, she lights up the room. She is serious, but can never keep a straight face around Soda. My dad and Darry
look almost identical. They could be brothers. Darry is more serious, and my dad loves to joke around.
Everybody was already sitting, about to eat. "Ponyboy, where were you?" my mom asked when I sat down.
"I was thinking outside." I lied. I half expected Soda to tell my mom what I was really doing, but he just stuffed more food into his already
full mouth. Soda eats a lot.
"How was school today?" My mom asked. "Okay." I replied. She looked at Sodapop, and when he didn't say anything, she asked, "Soda?"
"It was okay, I guess." Soda said. But, he didn't look up. My mom didn't ask anything else. We just sat there eating, which, if I think of it
is pretty weird, because Soda is always talking, or maybe Darry and dad. When everybody had finished, I had to wash the dishes, because I had
gotten to the table last.
I went to my room, and fell asleep. Soda slept in the livingroom, and Darry has his own room like me. My mom and dad sleep in their own room.
OKIE.. this is just the proluge sorta thing, to see how well I can write this. Well, please review, and tell me constructive critisism.
:) Thanks if you read this!