I DO NOT OWN THE OUTSIDERS! S.E. HINTON DOES! I ONLY OWN WHAT YOU DO NOT RECOGNIZE!
Someone came in the church and walked up behind me. I didn't talk to whoever it was, but jumped and squealed when they hugged me. I caught glimpses of blond hair so I knew it was Ponyboy. I just started crying into his chest and I guess I fell asleep standing up because when I woke up I was laying on his chest while he was lying on Johnny's legs. I woke up and sat next to Johnny. I had finally figured out that Pony was not crying because I looked ugly; he was just crying because he was upset about the whole situation.
Johnny gave me a look that said, "Tell him." I ignored the look as I played with Pony's now bleach blond hair.
The next few days were filled with cigarette smoke, baloney sandwiches, and Gone with the Wind. I was so glad Johnny thought to get a book, especially that one. I love a good love story. We played poker and just sat around and talked for a while. I managed to dodge a question in "Truth or Dare" that Johnny asked me, by going into a coughing fit. One thing that I wished we'd remembered before we ran away was my inhaler. Johnny and I may have been twins, but I had really bad asthma and it really didn't help that I was around two smoking fiends twenty-four seven.
I woke up one morning and saw that Johnny and Pony were gone. I walked outside and saw them looking at a sunrise. It was beautiful. I heard Pony recite a poem, my favorite poem actually, by Robert Frost, called "Nothing Gold Can Stay."
I walked back inside to let them finish their conversation. I was cold and was shivering something awful. I had on both mine and Johnny's jackets and still freezing. I heard someone come inside and lay next to me. I snuggled closer to them, just wanting to be warm. I heard Johnny clear his throat. Only he was across the room. Which means my pillow was Pony.
Johnny approached Pony and started stroking my now chin length hair. I was in a half dream world, half reality phase. I heard Johnny say, "Pony, do you like my sister?"
Pony gulped and answered, "Y-yeah. I'm sorry, Johnny, I couldn't help it."
"It's alright, man. I ain't gonna hit you. I just want to tell you to take care of her, when you do ask her out. Cause she's my other half, my twin. I don't want her getting hurt." Johnny sounded so serious.
Pony told Johnny, "I won't hurt her. I think, I mean, I'm pretty sure, that …."
"Well come on, Pone, spit it out." Johnny took the words right out of my thoughts. "I think she's gonna wake up if we keep talking like this." Darn. He knew I was almost, almost, asleep.
"I'm in love with her." Pony whispered so that I could barely make it out.
Johnny used his twin sense to tell me that I can sleep now. I had very pleasant dreams after that.
