Ok! This is my first story so don't be too mean to me about it. if you just have to say something mean use only one word or something like wtf. If it's positive feel free to use more than one word! K? This is told in Ponyboy's view.
Disclaimer: I don't own The Outsiders, but I sure wish I did 3 anyways to the story! )
Chapter 1
When I opened my eyes, everything was strange. I was in my room and everything looked normal, but I was full of blood and I was crying. I went to the shattered mirror and saw my hair was messed up and my neck was bleeding. What the hell was going on? What happened to me? I ran out of my room to get Derry or Soda to help me but when I ran out, I knew this place was defiantly not my house. It was an endless, white hall way with many doors. I looked at my door and it had a silver 1 on it. Suddenly, the door disappeared. Now, I'm in this god damn hall way thinking of what I should do. Then door 2 swung open and a force is pulling me in. I tried to get out but eventually I gave up. Now I'm standing I front of my own house. I see Soda and Derry. Yay! Now they help me! "Soda! Derry! I was looking for you g-"oh great. They can't hear me and I'm taller that them both! What the hell? Derry looks 10 and soda looks 6.
Then mom and dad came out with big smiles. Last came a little 3 year old. It had to be me. I think I should just watch what's going on.
"SODA! I TOLD YOU NO COOKIES!" mom screamed.
"But mom, I was going to give it to Mickey!"
"Honey, horses don't eat cookies"
"DO SO!"
While mom and Soda were arguing about cookies and horses, dad and Derry were in the back.
"Ok Darry, try not to throw the football over the fence. Let's try it again. 1 2 3 HIKE!"
Darry didn't throw the ball over the fence but some where worse. Dad dropped to the ground and cried a little.
"Sorry dad"
"Ow. Derry, go get your mom and ask her for an ice pack please."
"Ok dad"
"Then stay in your room for 10 minutes"
"THAT'S NOT FAIR!"
"15"
"Fine..."
Then I went to the front to see the 3 year old me watching the fountain being put in. then I saw the 3 year old look at another boy at his house. The boy looked 5. Then I when I saw the 5 year old's sad eyes, I realized it was Johnny. Then my heart filled with the great memories that happened that day.
"Hi. I'm ponyboy what's your name?"
"Johnny"
Then Johnny started to cry.
"What's wrong Johnny?"
"My parents are fighting again"
"I'm sorry about that. Hey, you want to come to my house? Maybe, mamma will give us some cookies!"
"I don't kno-"
"Please Johnny?"
"Ok"
The little 3 year old boy grinned. Then grabbed Johnny's hand and pulled Johnny to his house. Then I saw Johnny was blushing. Why would Johnny be blushing? Then every thing turned white and I was back in the hallway.
