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William's POV (Soc)
I look at my watch, it was nearly eleven. "Guys, We're already three hours late to school. Why even bother going?"
There's nothing I hated more than school, except maybe the greasers, but then again I guess all Socs do. All they are is a bunch of poor, lazy, greasy troubled kids that care too much about their hair. A waste of space if you ask me.
"My parents threatened to take the car if they catch me ditching again. Do what you want, but I'm not taking that risk," Answers Alex from behind the wheel. Just as I was about to argue I see a familiar figure across the street.
"Hey, isn't that the greaser that killed bob? What's he doing here?"
"Huh? Oh! Yeah. That's Ponyboy Curtis. How about we give him a lesson about trespassing on our side of town?"
I looked at Alex and think, this was the best idea that he has come up with yet.
"I'm in, let's go." I answer, while the rest of the group agrees. I check my pocket for my switchblade while we all get out of the car, grinning.
*Ponyboy*
The blue mustang behind me gets closer and closer. I don't bother running, there's no point in that. Not like I have the energy to run anyways. All I can do is hope that I won't be hurt too bad. My headache is enough pain for me.
The car pulls up on the curb besides me. Several Socs get out the car. They look tough. They look angry. Glory, I'm screwed.
"What do you think you're doing here? This ain't your territory. You don't belong here," spat one soc at the front.
"I'm j-just lost." I try to explain pathetically, not that they would care. They step towards me at the same time as I stumble back. Suddenly, one runs up to tackle me while two pin me down. There was no way I can escape now. I closed my eyes, not wanting to watch what would happen next. I felt someone kick me in the ribs, while others helped themselves to punching me in the face and elbowing me in the stomach. "HELP, ANYONE!" I yell and scream repeatedly.
"Should we shut him up?" A Soc suggests.
"Don't bother, No one'l here him anyways," Another Soc answers.
I open my eyes to find a knife right in front of me, with the cold stares of the Socs. "You're crazy! You can't kill me! Do you really want to spend the rest of your life in jail?" I scream, fear making me crazy. Of course, I knew that this probably wouldn't happen, regardless. Their parents could buy them out of anything, including jail time.
"You ended Bob's life, and now we're going to end yours." I realize that he is serious. I try to punch him, kick him, anything! But I was completely useless while held down. There was nothing I can do but wait for the pain. I felt the cool metal rip through stomach. Blood spreads from under my shirt. My breathing gets short as I loose conciseness and welcome the painless, peaceful darkness.
*Two-bit*
I meet up with Steve right when school finished.
"I was thinking about what you said about Pony just staying home, and you're probably right. I went to pick up his homework for him. I can give it to him at his house, then drop you off at the station with soda?"
"Sure, thanks for the ride, Two-bit."
"No problem." The rest of the car ride was filled with meaningless chatter. We finally arrive at the Curtis house.
"You can wait here, Steve. I'll just give Pony his stuff and be right back." I walked to the house and opened the unlocked door. "Hey, Pony, I brought back some homework." I looked around the house, but I couldn't find him. "Pony?" I check the bathroom, his room, even the kitchen. He was no where in sight. I started to panic, and ran back to the car.
"He's not in there Steve. What should we do?"
"Calm down. He's probably visiting Soda. He's always following him around like a puppy."
"You think so?"
"He's not a child, Two-bit, stop worrying." Steve's starting to look annoyed. Maybe I am overreacting. Pony's 15 now, he can take care of himself. I'm sure he was fine.
*Soda*
I look and see Two-bit and Steve come in.
"Hey, Pony with you?" I ask.
Two-bit looked taken aback.
"With us? I thought he was with you? He hasn't been at school all day.
"What do you mean he hasn't been at school all day? Where else would he go-" I get interrupted by the phone. "Give me a second"
"Hello?"
"Soda? It's Darry. Listen don't panic but Ponys at the hospital.
"What do you mean don't panic? Hospital? Is he okay?"
"I don't know I just got a call. I'll pick you up soon." The line goes silent. He hung up. Dang it.
"Everything okay?" Steve asks.
"Ponys in the hospital, I need to go. Can you cover for me Steve?"
"Of course. I'll meet you there after work."
Two-bit looks pale, almost sick. "Will he be okay?"
"I don't know." I answer honestly. I wait for Darry to pick me up, hoping That it was nothing too serious.
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