Chapter one: New year
"Ponyboy! Get up! You gotta go to school." Darry called into the room that Sodapop and Ponyboy shared.
Ponyboy had been regreting this day for the past few months. School would feel different now that his best friend wouldn't be there to keep him company. It had been three moths since Dally and Johnny died. Eveyone took it rather hard.
"What can be worse than going to school without my best friend. Not to mention that there aren't any Greasers that I know that are my age." Pony wondered aloud.
"It could be worse." Soda mummbled from under the blankets.
"Could it really?" Pony asked him unsure.
"Hey. Atleast you're still living." Soda said trying to help; but the remark that came after didn't seem to help his case.
"Yeah. Well atleast if I were dead I would be with mom, dad, and Johnny."
"Don't talk about mom and dad. And don't talk like that in front of Darry. He'll beat the crap out of you!" Soda shot up in bed.
"Sorry" Pony appoligized.
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(at school)
Ponyboy walked through the front doors to hear the principle already yelling at a kid that Pony had never seen before. He looked about his age and he definately was a Greaser.
'Thank you god! This is my last year in this god forsaken place!' Pony thought secretly.
"Then expel me already I don't want to be in the damn place any how!" the Greaser yelled at the prinicple.
"You better watch it boy! You're skateing on thin ice and it's breaking underneath you!" the principle retorted.
Pony decided this was the time to act.
"I don't give a fu..." the greaser started but a hand was placed over his mouth and his voice was muffled.
"Sorry principle Gon. He's new hear and I have been trying to teach him the rules but he just doesn't seem to comprehend them very well. I'll just take him to his class and make sure that he doesn't stir up any more trouble." Pony boy said recieving a glare from the new student.
"Why thank you Ponyboy. You're so kind. Here make sure he doesn't bring this back to school for me will you?" The principle handed him a peice of metal that turned out to be a swich blade knife.
"Yes sir." Pony then led the stranger away.
"Are you trying to get expelled on the first day of school?" Pony asked taking the cigarett out of the stangers mouth so he couldn't lite it.
"As a matter of fact I am. And you just screwed it up." he pointed at pony with a threatening finger.
"Well my name is Ponyboy and I am a senior this year. You?" Pony addressed him.
"My name is Marc. Marc Mathers. I'm a senior too. Just moved here from Miami." Marc said with a frown.
"Really? Well usually you would have met my friend Johnny about now but he died about three months ago. You would have liked him though. He was a great friend."
"Sorry. What happened to 'em?"
"We saved a bunch of kids on a feild trip that were in a burning church and he didn't get out quick enough. He was burned pretty badly but was still alive. He died eventually in the hospital. I guess it was better that he died then he lived and suffered though." Pony told the story to this stranger.
"Well maybe I'll see you around. Class is about to start." Marc said with a smirk.
"You mean you're going to class? You don't seem the type that would try to make a class on time if at all." Pony blurted before he had the chance to think about what he said.
"You think I'm going to class? Are you insane? I'm still trying to get suspended." He laughed not takeing any offence to what Pony had said.
"See you around then." Pony called after him before turning toward the direction of his first class.
"Ponyboy! Get up! You gotta go to school." Darry called into the room that Sodapop and Ponyboy shared.
Ponyboy had been regreting this day for the past few months. School would feel different now that his best friend wouldn't be there to keep him company. It had been three moths since Dally and Johnny died. Eveyone took it rather hard.
"What can be worse than going to school without my best friend. Not to mention that there aren't any Greasers that I know that are my age." Pony wondered aloud.
"It could be worse." Soda mummbled from under the blankets.
"Could it really?" Pony asked him unsure.
"Hey. Atleast you're still living." Soda said trying to help; but the remark that came after didn't seem to help his case.
"Yeah. Well atleast if I were dead I would be with mom, dad, and Johnny."
"Don't talk about mom and dad. And don't talk like that in front of Darry. He'll beat the crap out of you!" Soda shot up in bed.
"Sorry" Pony appoligized.
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(at school)
Ponyboy walked through the front doors to hear the principle already yelling at a kid that Pony had never seen before. He looked about his age and he definately was a Greaser.
'Thank you god! This is my last year in this god forsaken place!' Pony thought secretly.
"Then expel me already I don't want to be in the damn place any how!" the Greaser yelled at the prinicple.
"You better watch it boy! You're skateing on thin ice and it's breaking underneath you!" the principle retorted.
Pony decided this was the time to act.
"I don't give a fu..." the greaser started but a hand was placed over his mouth and his voice was muffled.
"Sorry principle Gon. He's new hear and I have been trying to teach him the rules but he just doesn't seem to comprehend them very well. I'll just take him to his class and make sure that he doesn't stir up any more trouble." Pony boy said recieving a glare from the new student.
"Why thank you Ponyboy. You're so kind. Here make sure he doesn't bring this back to school for me will you?" The principle handed him a peice of metal that turned out to be a swich blade knife.
"Yes sir." Pony then led the stranger away.
"Are you trying to get expelled on the first day of school?" Pony asked taking the cigarett out of the stangers mouth so he couldn't lite it.
"As a matter of fact I am. And you just screwed it up." he pointed at pony with a threatening finger.
"Well my name is Ponyboy and I am a senior this year. You?" Pony addressed him.
"My name is Marc. Marc Mathers. I'm a senior too. Just moved here from Miami." Marc said with a frown.
"Really? Well usually you would have met my friend Johnny about now but he died about three months ago. You would have liked him though. He was a great friend."
"Sorry. What happened to 'em?"
"We saved a bunch of kids on a feild trip that were in a burning church and he didn't get out quick enough. He was burned pretty badly but was still alive. He died eventually in the hospital. I guess it was better that he died then he lived and suffered though." Pony told the story to this stranger.
"Well maybe I'll see you around. Class is about to start." Marc said with a smirk.
"You mean you're going to class? You don't seem the type that would try to make a class on time if at all." Pony blurted before he had the chance to think about what he said.
"You think I'm going to class? Are you insane? I'm still trying to get suspended." He laughed not takeing any offence to what Pony had said.
"See you around then." Pony called after him before turning toward the direction of his first class.