"Another Day"

Due to removal of this story doesn't like my Simple plan songs) I am reposting my story, I am sorry to the reviews that were lost in the process.

A/N: Hey peoples! Okay this is my first Outsiders fic, so if it sucks, tell me in a review. anyways, it's the sequel to the Outsiders, where Ponyboy is going through a depression. This is from his POV.

Disclaimer: I do not own The Outsiders. It is the property of SE Hinton and Viking Press. The movie however is the property of Zoetrope Studios and Francis Ford Coppola. I don't own Perfect World by Simple Plan either. Actually, delete what I just said. I do own it. The Movie and book are sitting on a shelf in my room! You can even check! anyways...on with the story.

When I stepped out into the rain from the bitter warmth of my home, I had no intention of ever going back inside. Then again, I never had the intention of going on a week long journey that cost three people their lives. Two of them were my friends, the other a victim of society.

The past two months had been painstakingly long, especially for me. The rest of the gang, what was left of it, had already settled back into their usual routines. Darry went back to work, Two Bit slummed around our house all the time, and Steve yet again saw me as a tag-along kid. Soda had given up on Sandy though. But most importantly, the Socs had started jumping greasers again.

I guess Randy was right. The rumble didn't change anything. We were still at the bottom, while the Socs ranked at the top. They still had all the breaks, although I knew now that they didn't want them. Things were rough all over, but it wasn't as harsh on their side of town. I guess I've become proud of being an outsider, but in my condition, it doesn't really matter.

Everyday seemed the same. It was just another day. One without Dally and Johnny, one filled with discrimination against the social cliques. Another day that it rained and I spent all my time cooped up in the house, living with the fear that if I did step outside, another life would be whisked away from this world. Soda tried to get me out of the house, and I knew he was worried, but I couldn't. It was too painful. I had hoped that the rain would take my mind off things, but it only made me think about it more.

Johnny didn't have to die, and neither did Dally. They were young and had full lives ahead of them. I couldn't stop myself from thinking that it was my fault. I could have stopped them, We didn't have to save those kids. The fuzz didn't need to shoot. And to think none of this would have happened if I hadn't run away.

"Ponyboy, come on inside now." The door swung open and Soda peeked out. I'm glad you stepped out of the house, but it's 11:00 at night and you've got school tomorrow."

"Alright, I'll be right in." I inhaled the fresh smell of the rain and walked back inside. Yup, just another day. I didn't realize how wrong I was.

In a perfect world,

this could never happen

In a perfect world

You'd still be here

& it makes no sense

I can just make out the pieces

But to you this means nothing

Nothing at all

A/N: So? How was it? Good? Bad? Oh and I promise the next chapter will be longer. I'm going to need names for a girl who comes in later on in the story. Do you have any ideas?Oh and that little song at the end was put there just cuz I thought it fit Pony's mood. He's kinda thinking that none of it should have happened. Anyways, tell me in a review!

Your Buddy,

Ponyboy Curtis aka

Pepsi-Cola (lol a friend nicknamed me this.)