The Girl
(this story is written is 1st person. Me being Johnny.) sadly, I only own one person.Trishan.
One day, I was walking down the street to hunt for some football in our vacant lot because my dad had run me out of the house again.
As I got there, I saw a girl playing in our vacant lot using our football. I went up to her and after staring at her for a while, I managed a soft 'hi.'
I stood there and studied her: athletic, my height, my age, shy and has long, sorta greasy hair. Its like a girl version of me.
"Your playing in our lot," I said coolly. "Sorry.I just moved here from New York and I don't know what the deal is here," she said," I don't know much about Oklahoma."
"Okay.I'll explain this to you. But first you have to tell me your name."
"Oh.. I forgot. I'm Trishan. And you are?"
"I'm Johnny and the thing is that greasers live in the east and Socs. live in the west. Socs. like to jump greasers. So where do you live?
"I live in the east too. Do I have to join this gang thing?"
" If you want to. We rarely get jumped by Socs. and we don't kill. We only bring weapons like a switchblade for self-defense."
"Why don't I see what it is to be a greaser for a couple of days. Say. like sleep over somewhere?"
"Sure. I think Darry has someplace to stay in that house of his."
We walked over to Darry's house and as soon as we entered the room; the room turned to us and became quiet. "Johhnycake has brought home a girl!" Steve yelled.
I felt myself turn mild red but I took up the strength to at least introduce her. "Well. you guys.. this is Trishan. She just moved here and doesn't live far and wants to see if she could be a greaser. Can she bunk here for the night or nights?"
"Sure, why not?" Darry answered.
(this story is written is 1st person. Me being Johnny.) sadly, I only own one person.Trishan.
One day, I was walking down the street to hunt for some football in our vacant lot because my dad had run me out of the house again.
As I got there, I saw a girl playing in our vacant lot using our football. I went up to her and after staring at her for a while, I managed a soft 'hi.'
I stood there and studied her: athletic, my height, my age, shy and has long, sorta greasy hair. Its like a girl version of me.
"Your playing in our lot," I said coolly. "Sorry.I just moved here from New York and I don't know what the deal is here," she said," I don't know much about Oklahoma."
"Okay.I'll explain this to you. But first you have to tell me your name."
"Oh.. I forgot. I'm Trishan. And you are?"
"I'm Johnny and the thing is that greasers live in the east and Socs. live in the west. Socs. like to jump greasers. So where do you live?
"I live in the east too. Do I have to join this gang thing?"
" If you want to. We rarely get jumped by Socs. and we don't kill. We only bring weapons like a switchblade for self-defense."
"Why don't I see what it is to be a greaser for a couple of days. Say. like sleep over somewhere?"
"Sure. I think Darry has someplace to stay in that house of his."
We walked over to Darry's house and as soon as we entered the room; the room turned to us and became quiet. "Johhnycake has brought home a girl!" Steve yelled.
I felt myself turn mild red but I took up the strength to at least introduce her. "Well. you guys.. this is Trishan. She just moved here and doesn't live far and wants to see if she could be a greaser. Can she bunk here for the night or nights?"
"Sure, why not?" Darry answered.