I was scared... I can't lie about that...but it scared me, I couldn't
belive that this happened to my little brother. Im gonna make them pay, and
wish they had never messed with Ponyboy. At this point I was walking down
toward the drive in where Pony was jumped, I nearly freaked when I saw
blood on the street. I wasn't quite sure it was Pony's, but it was the
thought that made me quiver.
"Hey greaser, what are you doing here!" Yelled a voice from a blue mustang.
"You!!" I yelled out with anger and fear. "Come out here now!!"
"Like you are in any place to make demands, you white trash greaser" Bob said cooly
Gosh I sure was angry at that comment, I wanted to jump on top of the mustang and start slamming my foot on it. I was steaming, I glared at Bob and walked up to his car. He slowly sized me up, I grasped the collar of his fancy button down shirt that he wore under a vest. I dragged him through the drivers seat window and let him slam to the ground. I lifted my fists clenched and ready to fight, My eyes peirced through his. My eyes flaming with hate.
"Hey Greaser!" He yelled out. "You're gonna pay for that!"
"C'mon, leave your reject buddies outta this...just me and you." I said with anger
He ran toward me with his fists clenched. His hard punch connected with the left side of my jaw. There was an akward silence, as i swung my head back straight. "Is that all you got!" I yelled out as i charged at him. I punched him, my fist connecting with his high placed cheek bone. He fell to the ground, as his buddies tensed up ready to jump me. I didn't worry about them as I ran to Bob's side, and kicked him as hard as i could, It knocked the wind outta him as he began to struggle to his feet. I mearly laughed as he retreated to his Mustang and ordered his rejects to get in the car. I smiled at my triumph, Bob yelled " THIS ISN'T THE END!!" as he sped off in his mustang, bleeding and hurt.The rest of the greasers ran up to me and watched the blue Musrtang speed away, and they were siprised to see that all i had was a slightly bruised jaw.
"How did you pull that off?!" Asked Two-bit with his jaw dropped, nearly scraping the ground.
"Pure strength." I said a little full of myself.
"Hey Soda..." A familiar voice called out.
"Hey Pony. they discharged ya from the hospital already?" I asked tryin to catch my breath.
"Hey Ponyboy why you in a wheel chair?" asked steve, who suddenly ran over to my side.
"I wont be able to walk for a month or two...My legs were broken." My little brother said, and just then I snapped back into reality seeing how bad my brother's condition looked, yet he laughed when he heard a remark from Two-bit. It hit me then... My brother looks up to me, and i can't let anything bad happen to him. Tension built inside me, as I jumped up in the air and completing a back flip, I issued a challenge.
"I'll race all you to the lot!!" I yelled as I grabbed Ponyboy's wheel chair and ran toward the lot laughing and smiling.
"Hey greaser, what are you doing here!" Yelled a voice from a blue mustang.
"You!!" I yelled out with anger and fear. "Come out here now!!"
"Like you are in any place to make demands, you white trash greaser" Bob said cooly
Gosh I sure was angry at that comment, I wanted to jump on top of the mustang and start slamming my foot on it. I was steaming, I glared at Bob and walked up to his car. He slowly sized me up, I grasped the collar of his fancy button down shirt that he wore under a vest. I dragged him through the drivers seat window and let him slam to the ground. I lifted my fists clenched and ready to fight, My eyes peirced through his. My eyes flaming with hate.
"Hey Greaser!" He yelled out. "You're gonna pay for that!"
"C'mon, leave your reject buddies outta this...just me and you." I said with anger
He ran toward me with his fists clenched. His hard punch connected with the left side of my jaw. There was an akward silence, as i swung my head back straight. "Is that all you got!" I yelled out as i charged at him. I punched him, my fist connecting with his high placed cheek bone. He fell to the ground, as his buddies tensed up ready to jump me. I didn't worry about them as I ran to Bob's side, and kicked him as hard as i could, It knocked the wind outta him as he began to struggle to his feet. I mearly laughed as he retreated to his Mustang and ordered his rejects to get in the car. I smiled at my triumph, Bob yelled " THIS ISN'T THE END!!" as he sped off in his mustang, bleeding and hurt.The rest of the greasers ran up to me and watched the blue Musrtang speed away, and they were siprised to see that all i had was a slightly bruised jaw.
"How did you pull that off?!" Asked Two-bit with his jaw dropped, nearly scraping the ground.
"Pure strength." I said a little full of myself.
"Hey Soda..." A familiar voice called out.
"Hey Pony. they discharged ya from the hospital already?" I asked tryin to catch my breath.
"Hey Ponyboy why you in a wheel chair?" asked steve, who suddenly ran over to my side.
"I wont be able to walk for a month or two...My legs were broken." My little brother said, and just then I snapped back into reality seeing how bad my brother's condition looked, yet he laughed when he heard a remark from Two-bit. It hit me then... My brother looks up to me, and i can't let anything bad happen to him. Tension built inside me, as I jumped up in the air and completing a back flip, I issued a challenge.
"I'll race all you to the lot!!" I yelled as I grabbed Ponyboy's wheel chair and ran toward the lot laughing and smiling.