Ponyboy's P.O.V
Its been about a year since Johnny and Dally died, and I think I have started to move on. Its still hard though, don't get me wrong. There are times when I walk past the lot and I can almost see them, Johnny laying upon the abandoned couch and Dally hanging out of the grass passing the football to Steve.
However its still really hard with the Socs. They hassle me every so often, saying that it's my fault, that I killed Bob and that it is my fault that Dally and Johnny are dead. Worst was however, that I believed them for a while. That was until I got some sense knocked into me by Soda and especially Darry.
Darry and I have been getting along real well lately, maybe most of our getting along has to do with the fact that we wanna be fair to Soda, or maybe its cause we've finally come to an understanding. Ha-ha, we still don't understand each other completely, but it's a start compared to before. We have come to an agreement though about how he will lay off me a little bit if I start to use my head. Of course, being me, I can't say that I always use my head though. Take last weekend for example, I forgot my coat when I went to the movie theater so I ended up waiting in the rain for Darry to pick me up after work for like a half hour. Lets just say I got yelled at that night, and wouldn't you think that if I got a cold, it would be punishment enough, apparently Darry doesn't think so.
Anyways so everything was going fairly normal for our household. Soda just celebrated his 18th Birthday, so I'm now 15 and Darry is 21. I was on my lunch-break, but Two-Bit had to go and see his new math teacher about his Failing Grade. Steve and I laughed at it though because everyone knows how Two-Bit doesn't care about grades, just goes for hits. Steve has a spare block before lunch today so he as out somewhere with his (for the moment) girl friend, so I was left all alone for lunch. Curley, who I usually get along fine with was still in the reformatory so I couldn't see him for a few more months, and even after that, I'm sure that Darry would kill me if I hung out with him.
So anyways, I was sitting outside on the bench the farthest away from school, usually where all the greasers hung out. I looked up and I noticed that a bunch of Socs were walking over straight towards me. "Oh no" I thought to myself. I stood up and walked away, hoping that they were gonna go bug someone else. Unfortuanly, like usual with common sense, I was wrong. "Hey Grease!" One of them shouted at me, I kept walking without turning around. "GREASER!" One of them screamed at me, I'm pretty sure half the school heard him, and that didn't make me fell too hot. I continued walking though, I didn't wanna stop walking and face them, so they continued. "You know those other two greasers are glad to be dead, they were worthless anyways. Johnny deserved to be burned to death, and Dallas, well he didn't deserve to get shot, he deserved to be brutally murdered." I stopped in my tracks as they all laughed together. Angered boiled inside of me to a point where I thought I was going to explode. "And you know, your parents, ha-ha, I only wish I was there to watch them just slowly and painfully squished to death by that train." By now, they were about 5 feet behind me, laughing as hard as they could. This threw me over the edge and as much as I wanted to beat that Soc to a pulp, I knew I couldn't, I was still on a tight watch with the police. I turned around and faced that brutal Soc but before I could say anything the ring leader through a painful punch at me. He hit me right in my stomach and completely winded me. I staggered backwards and fell to the ground onto my back. Before I knew what was happening, I was tackled by all 5 of those disgusting Socs. They were swearing at me with every dirty word you could possibly think of, while beating me up. I tried to fight back but three guys were holding me down while two through constant punches at me. If you don't think that it hurts, let me just tell you that it is so painful. Then they started kicking my head and while my mind kept getting jumbled, I kept wondering, where the hell is a teacher or a principal? Surely enough kids have noticed for the teachers to notice something's up. I heard a yelling voice in the distance before I fell into darkness.