disclaimer: i do not own 'the outsiders'! Or anything related to it.
Finally it was 7:00 pm, just dark enough to sneak out.
I was nervous and so was Johnny, the others kept their cool. It seemed funny to me that we were afraid of being seen in our own place.
After a long walk, we were now halfway out of the territory. When someone yelled "Soc", No one looked back we all just continued walking. I could hear footsteps right behind us already.
"Look who we have here" I knew that voice enough to recognize it. It belonged to Tim Shepard, he was with his outfit.
"White trash in madras shirts." A greaser yelled, more of like a hood.
Dally was looking at them in a soft way. Him and Tim were buddies. I knew if Dally eyed him coldly, Shepard would figure it out. Two-Bit did the talking, he was good in voice imitations. "Look, we don't want any trouble." He told them in a deep voice.
Tim was chuckling. "Damn, Dally would be laughing at you if he was here. A soc in greaser territory not wanting trouble? How does that sound if it was the other way around?"
It sounded pretty dumb, even to me. Socs never come here for any other reasons.
"Say Socs. Lets make this quick, I wanna get back at you people for what you've done to that black-headed kid, and this is Dally's orders."
"Shoot" I heard Dally muttered.
They were coming in on us when Two-Bit pointed and yelled "Golly! It's Mickey mouse!"
They all looked. "Two-Bit will flip if he sees this!" I heard Curly said excitedly. I was laughing when I saw their faces. How did they fall for that? Then Soda was dragging me and he said. "Dally said Run! You ought to pay more attention Ponyboy!"
We went on running like the devil was after us but the Shepard gang was catching in on us. They're pretty fast but I did wait for them, accidentally of course. I've--
A car honk interrupted my thoughts. It was a red mustang. I recognized the driver it was Randy Adderson, Marcia's boyfriend.
"Hop in!" Randy motioned for us to get in.
I never thought that I'll live a day that I would be happy to see a Soc. We all hopped in his car, we didn't really fit but we were thankful enough.
Steve was wide eyed, Steve like cars and I bet this was the tuffest car he'd been in, Randy noticed his expression.
"Are you okay pal?" Randy asked
Dally lied for him, he knew what was going on with Steve. "He's okay, just a little spooked from the encounter."
Randy nodded. "What were you people doing out there without a car? You know better than to do that."
"We're new in this town, No one explained this fuss to us." Dally answered him looking out on the streets.
Randy looked at him. "What's your name?"
"Dallas, Dallas Wilson"
Randy chuckled. "Ya know, you almost have the same name as that cold blooded greaser."
"Yeah, what's his name?" Dally pretended, he was good at lying.
"Like yours, but Winston's the last name" Randy said still chuckling.
I looked at Dally's eyes which looked like 'Dang, they remember me.'
"But you two are totally different, he has this mean cold eyes, but yours are soft spoken. He's blond and you're not, I should know, I think we have wanted signs of him around our territory." Randy joked. Or maybe it wasn't a joke.
Yes! I thought, it's working.
He asked each of us our name, we told him our true name 'cause we weren't that famous as Dally. Me and Soda gave him our second name. Our names are pretty original that no one else in the town has it. Two-Bit gave his true name.
"Steve, John, Keith, Patrick and Michael." Dally introduced.
It was funny that they called Soda, Patrick. Me, Michael and Two-Bit Keith.
"Why were you here by your lonesome?" Soda asked Randy.
"I was dared to." He said casually, like it was an everyday thing."Patrick ya just don't back up when your dared"
We went on driving. Randy told us about the soc-greaser thing. Of course he made us look bad but no one complained. He gave us some tips of what to expect and such. Two-Bit kept cracking jokes, Johnny was silent and so was I. Soda and Dally talked to Randy, and Steve was still stunned.
Randy was taking us to a party, that was good, just the way we planned it. Randy wanted us to experience our first 'Soc' party at Bob's.
I started to see mansion-like houses. The streets and roads were in good condition. There were huge spaces, huge lawns and a tuff vacant lot. Our football field aka vacant lot wasn't even half as theirs. As we got nearer the house, I heard a roar of laughter and music. Boy was that the biggest house I've ever seen, probably because it was full of people. I saw people in costumes and then I realized that they were the 'help' and 'entertainers'.
"Here we are." Randy said with a sigh..
It must've been a minute or so till we got out because Randy said something."Guys, snap out of it." He was snapping his fingers.
When no one answered him, I figured that I have to make up a good excuse. "Sorry, in our place, no one could afford it that only a few people lived, that's why were close buddies."
"Oh" Randy managed to say.
