PONYBOY'S POV
"His name is Ponyboy Curtis. He's been here for a year. His brother brought him here because he was to young to become a father. He came with his other brother, but he left not so long ago. He may be a bit of trouble right now because of the fact that he doesn't have his brother, but he'll get over it."
"How old is the boy?"
"He is 14 turning 15 in a month."
"Well then it won't be too hard to take care of him. Is he a disciplined boy?"
"Well, if you knock some discipline into him then he will be. He's a good boy. He does what the elders tell him to do."
"Good, good. I'll take him. My wife and I have been wanting a child, but one that wouldn't be hard to control. Well, is there anything else I need to know before I take him?"
"Yes, his brother's parents are allowing him to visit his brother once every two weeks. I ask you to please allow him to do so. I also ask you to allow him to write and talk to his brother. Here is the address and phone number. Give it to the boy to keep."
"I will do so, ma'am."
"Thank you. Well, you got all your paperwork done..."
Those were the voices from the main office. I was going to be adopted and I was nervous like hell. I may never see my friends again. What if they mistreat me in my new home? What if I don't like it?
The door swung open, and a plump lady came out. Her name was Mrs. Kate Greene. She was the head to the orphanage, and she was very nice. I liked her.
"Ponyboy? You can come in now."
"Oh, um...thank you ma'am."
"Don't be nervous, dear. Your father seems like a great man."
She gave me a faint smile and lead me into the office. There was a young man sitting there. He looked like he was in his late 20's.
"So, this is the boy?" the man asked.
"Yes, sir," Mrs. Greene said.
"He looks tough. Good build, and I must say he is quite handsome. I like him. He'll make a wonderful son," said the man.
"Well then, Ponyboy, I hope that you will do great. Don't worry about your brother, you can keep in touch like I said you would. As for your oldest brother, who knows," said Mrs. Greene.
"You can hardly call him my brother," I said.
"Now, don't say that. He meant well, I'm sure."
I didn't say anything after that, but I didn't believe her. I would bet anything that he left me and Sodapop for his own selfish reasons. I knew Darry was ambitious and he wouldn't let anyone or anything stop him from achieving what he wanted.
"Well, boy, let's go," the man said.
"Yes sir," I said.
We left the orphanage, where everyone was waving to me. It would be the last time I would see them, hopefully.
"Well, my name is Mr. Jake Sumner, but you will call me father, dad, sir, etc."
"Yes sir."
"Well actually don't call me sir. Well you can until you feel comfortable calling me Dad."
"Thank You."
"Well, your new mother doesn't know you're coming today, but I'm sure she'll love you. She is a kind woman, and I hope you like her."
We walked up the parking lot and stopped at a nice car. Actually it was a limousine. They were apparently rich.
"Uh, Mr. Sumner, sir, where do you live?"
"In a city near Tulsa. It's a very beautiful city. We live in a hill as there are no mountains anywhere near. It's a very big house."
We drove for an half an hour and then stopped at a gigantic house. It was white with large glass windows. It seemed to be three stories tall. The front yard was enormous, and there were several cars parked in there. The garage was also there and it made the house look even bigger.
"Well, it seems that my parents are here. I wonder why. Well, I'm glad you'll be able to meet them. Better today than later. Well, I was planning on giving you a tour of the house, but I guess we could do that later. Right now I'll tell the maid to prepare you a room."
"Thank you, sir."
We walked inside the house and three heads turned around. Now all the eyes were focused on me.
"Jake, dear, who is this?" asked a woman no older than Mr. Jake was.
"He is our new son, Elaine. His name is Ponyboy Sumner."
"Oh my goodness! How wonderful. Come here, Ponyboy."
I walked to the young lady and she gave me a hug and a kiss. I could feel the other two people staring at me. She finally let go of me, but then I was hugged by my new grandparents. After they finally let go of me.
"Well, Ponyboy. We are glad to have you here. I expect you are hungry?" said Elaine.
"Uh...yeah I kinda am."
"Well then I'll be right back."
She left the room and then I was swimming in questions.
"So how old are you?"
"Where do you come from?"
"How did you end up in the orphanage?"
"How was it in the orph__"
"Now, now stop flooding him with questions. Please let him take a break. He's been through a lot today," said Mr. Jake.
I was thankful for what he said. I really wasn't in the mood for answering questions. I just wanted to eat and then relax. I really needed a break from this. I felt like being born again. I mean every time a new baby is born everyone is all over the baby, and stuff like that. I didn't really like it.
"Well, Ponyboy your food will be ready soon, and your room is being prepared."
"Thank you, Mrs. Sumner."
"Please, dear, call me, Mom. That is if you feel comfortable saying it."
"Okay."
I ate dinner while everyone else talked. It was the most delicious dinner I had ever tasted in my life. It had been Italian, and it was like if it came from Italy. It was wonderful.
"Well, thank you for the food. It was delicious, but...um...if you don't mind I'd like to go to bed now."
"Very well, dear. I'll lead you to your room, but first say 'Good Night' to everyone."
I did as she said and then she lead me to my room. It was a big room, and exactly how I would have wanted it to be. It had a four poster bed. It was decorated in green. There was a large window where I could easily see the sunset. In the room right next to it was a gigantic library filled with books. I also had my own private bathroom. In my room was a TV and a computer. I also had video games.
"Thank you for this. I really like it, but I don't feel comfortable using it. I mean it's really nice of you and..."
"Don't worry. You are our son, and you deserve the best. Well, good night."
"Good night."
She gave me a kiss and left the room.
I got ready for bed and explored the room. The bathroom was huge and so was the library. They were both my own private rooms. They were quite beautiful and I was very thankful.
I lay in my bed thinking. I knew I would like it here. Not because of the big house and the wonderful stuff, but because my parents were nice. They were good people, and all I hoped was that Soda had the same luck as I did.
"His name is Ponyboy Curtis. He's been here for a year. His brother brought him here because he was to young to become a father. He came with his other brother, but he left not so long ago. He may be a bit of trouble right now because of the fact that he doesn't have his brother, but he'll get over it."
"How old is the boy?"
"He is 14 turning 15 in a month."
"Well then it won't be too hard to take care of him. Is he a disciplined boy?"
"Well, if you knock some discipline into him then he will be. He's a good boy. He does what the elders tell him to do."
"Good, good. I'll take him. My wife and I have been wanting a child, but one that wouldn't be hard to control. Well, is there anything else I need to know before I take him?"
"Yes, his brother's parents are allowing him to visit his brother once every two weeks. I ask you to please allow him to do so. I also ask you to allow him to write and talk to his brother. Here is the address and phone number. Give it to the boy to keep."
"I will do so, ma'am."
"Thank you. Well, you got all your paperwork done..."
Those were the voices from the main office. I was going to be adopted and I was nervous like hell. I may never see my friends again. What if they mistreat me in my new home? What if I don't like it?
The door swung open, and a plump lady came out. Her name was Mrs. Kate Greene. She was the head to the orphanage, and she was very nice. I liked her.
"Ponyboy? You can come in now."
"Oh, um...thank you ma'am."
"Don't be nervous, dear. Your father seems like a great man."
She gave me a faint smile and lead me into the office. There was a young man sitting there. He looked like he was in his late 20's.
"So, this is the boy?" the man asked.
"Yes, sir," Mrs. Greene said.
"He looks tough. Good build, and I must say he is quite handsome. I like him. He'll make a wonderful son," said the man.
"Well then, Ponyboy, I hope that you will do great. Don't worry about your brother, you can keep in touch like I said you would. As for your oldest brother, who knows," said Mrs. Greene.
"You can hardly call him my brother," I said.
"Now, don't say that. He meant well, I'm sure."
I didn't say anything after that, but I didn't believe her. I would bet anything that he left me and Sodapop for his own selfish reasons. I knew Darry was ambitious and he wouldn't let anyone or anything stop him from achieving what he wanted.
"Well, boy, let's go," the man said.
"Yes sir," I said.
We left the orphanage, where everyone was waving to me. It would be the last time I would see them, hopefully.
"Well, my name is Mr. Jake Sumner, but you will call me father, dad, sir, etc."
"Yes sir."
"Well actually don't call me sir. Well you can until you feel comfortable calling me Dad."
"Thank You."
"Well, your new mother doesn't know you're coming today, but I'm sure she'll love you. She is a kind woman, and I hope you like her."
We walked up the parking lot and stopped at a nice car. Actually it was a limousine. They were apparently rich.
"Uh, Mr. Sumner, sir, where do you live?"
"In a city near Tulsa. It's a very beautiful city. We live in a hill as there are no mountains anywhere near. It's a very big house."
We drove for an half an hour and then stopped at a gigantic house. It was white with large glass windows. It seemed to be three stories tall. The front yard was enormous, and there were several cars parked in there. The garage was also there and it made the house look even bigger.
"Well, it seems that my parents are here. I wonder why. Well, I'm glad you'll be able to meet them. Better today than later. Well, I was planning on giving you a tour of the house, but I guess we could do that later. Right now I'll tell the maid to prepare you a room."
"Thank you, sir."
We walked inside the house and three heads turned around. Now all the eyes were focused on me.
"Jake, dear, who is this?" asked a woman no older than Mr. Jake was.
"He is our new son, Elaine. His name is Ponyboy Sumner."
"Oh my goodness! How wonderful. Come here, Ponyboy."
I walked to the young lady and she gave me a hug and a kiss. I could feel the other two people staring at me. She finally let go of me, but then I was hugged by my new grandparents. After they finally let go of me.
"Well, Ponyboy. We are glad to have you here. I expect you are hungry?" said Elaine.
"Uh...yeah I kinda am."
"Well then I'll be right back."
She left the room and then I was swimming in questions.
"So how old are you?"
"Where do you come from?"
"How did you end up in the orphanage?"
"How was it in the orph__"
"Now, now stop flooding him with questions. Please let him take a break. He's been through a lot today," said Mr. Jake.
I was thankful for what he said. I really wasn't in the mood for answering questions. I just wanted to eat and then relax. I really needed a break from this. I felt like being born again. I mean every time a new baby is born everyone is all over the baby, and stuff like that. I didn't really like it.
"Well, Ponyboy your food will be ready soon, and your room is being prepared."
"Thank you, Mrs. Sumner."
"Please, dear, call me, Mom. That is if you feel comfortable saying it."
"Okay."
I ate dinner while everyone else talked. It was the most delicious dinner I had ever tasted in my life. It had been Italian, and it was like if it came from Italy. It was wonderful.
"Well, thank you for the food. It was delicious, but...um...if you don't mind I'd like to go to bed now."
"Very well, dear. I'll lead you to your room, but first say 'Good Night' to everyone."
I did as she said and then she lead me to my room. It was a big room, and exactly how I would have wanted it to be. It had a four poster bed. It was decorated in green. There was a large window where I could easily see the sunset. In the room right next to it was a gigantic library filled with books. I also had my own private bathroom. In my room was a TV and a computer. I also had video games.
"Thank you for this. I really like it, but I don't feel comfortable using it. I mean it's really nice of you and..."
"Don't worry. You are our son, and you deserve the best. Well, good night."
"Good night."
She gave me a kiss and left the room.
I got ready for bed and explored the room. The bathroom was huge and so was the library. They were both my own private rooms. They were quite beautiful and I was very thankful.
I lay in my bed thinking. I knew I would like it here. Not because of the big house and the wonderful stuff, but because my parents were nice. They were good people, and all I hoped was that Soda had the same luck as I did.