A/N: I am soo sorry that I haven't updated in a long time!! I have been
busy!! Well anyway I am back and here is a all new chapter!!!
Chapter 12- Gang Talk
** J.C.'s POV **
" Today I want to talk about gangs" Peter said.
"Great we get to talk about hoodlums" The blonde hair boy said rolling his eyes.
"Scott" Peter said in some kind of warning voice. It was quiet and Peter went on.
"Gangs have been a major problem in the United States lately......" I felt my eyes wander to the ceiling. I didn't feel like hearing this shit. Gangs aren't bad, there not criminals. I think there more like family. You spend your whole time with them, the other guys look out for you, nothing my real so-called family would be like. I started thinking about the rumbles, beer blast parties, and those jus plain hanging out days with my gang.
" Shit.........I'm already home sick" I muttered under my breath.
"........have been in a gang or heard of any gangs around where you lived?" Peter was asking. Everyone raised there hands but Ponyboy and me. I wasn't going to tell these people my life story, which mainly goes around my gang. Peter gave me and Ponyboy a quick glance.
" I know this one tough gang that lived in Los Angeles, I think there name was Dawg Co. or something. And there gang leader was supposedly the most tough hood out in California. There was always something about them or the other gang in the newspaper. I forgot what the other gang was called but those gangs were always causing shi-crap up in Los Angeles." Scott said. " Even though I did drugs and hanged around the wrong group of people I wasn't in a gang, I wouldn't be that stupid" I felt like going up to Scott and slugging him. That anger must have shown on my face.
" J.C. do you have something to say about that?" Peter asked me.
"I heard that some of guys in those gangs aren't that bad." I said to Scott.
" Oh please" Scott said rolling his eyes "All they do for fun is beat up people, mug people, rape little kids, and get hauled in the station at least 4 times a week"
" How do you know what they do when you never been in one before?"
" Oh and you have?" I was quiet for awhile but let out a quick and sharp " no" I sat back down. I started getting visions in my head about some nights with my gang.........the nights I'll never forget.
A/N: What did you think?? It might be a little bad cause I haven't wrote in a while!! The next chapter will be good!! Please review!! Oh yeah I am not really sure if Scott lived in Los Angeles but I think he was.
Chapter 12- Gang Talk
** J.C.'s POV **
" Today I want to talk about gangs" Peter said.
"Great we get to talk about hoodlums" The blonde hair boy said rolling his eyes.
"Scott" Peter said in some kind of warning voice. It was quiet and Peter went on.
"Gangs have been a major problem in the United States lately......" I felt my eyes wander to the ceiling. I didn't feel like hearing this shit. Gangs aren't bad, there not criminals. I think there more like family. You spend your whole time with them, the other guys look out for you, nothing my real so-called family would be like. I started thinking about the rumbles, beer blast parties, and those jus plain hanging out days with my gang.
" Shit.........I'm already home sick" I muttered under my breath.
"........have been in a gang or heard of any gangs around where you lived?" Peter was asking. Everyone raised there hands but Ponyboy and me. I wasn't going to tell these people my life story, which mainly goes around my gang. Peter gave me and Ponyboy a quick glance.
" I know this one tough gang that lived in Los Angeles, I think there name was Dawg Co. or something. And there gang leader was supposedly the most tough hood out in California. There was always something about them or the other gang in the newspaper. I forgot what the other gang was called but those gangs were always causing shi-crap up in Los Angeles." Scott said. " Even though I did drugs and hanged around the wrong group of people I wasn't in a gang, I wouldn't be that stupid" I felt like going up to Scott and slugging him. That anger must have shown on my face.
" J.C. do you have something to say about that?" Peter asked me.
"I heard that some of guys in those gangs aren't that bad." I said to Scott.
" Oh please" Scott said rolling his eyes "All they do for fun is beat up people, mug people, rape little kids, and get hauled in the station at least 4 times a week"
" How do you know what they do when you never been in one before?"
" Oh and you have?" I was quiet for awhile but let out a quick and sharp " no" I sat back down. I started getting visions in my head about some nights with my gang.........the nights I'll never forget.
A/N: What did you think?? It might be a little bad cause I haven't wrote in a while!! The next chapter will be good!! Please review!! Oh yeah I am not really sure if Scott lived in Los Angeles but I think he was.