The Man

by basketball lover99

He has lived man years. He is like a ghost, he comes and he goes. He is like a god, you desire him. He is like Bloody Mary. He comes and kill you. Unless you catch his attention. Then he will claim you. He puts you in a trance that you can never leave. Ponyboy just so happens to catch the man's attention. By accident..maybe. What will happen to our brave victim?

5. Chapter 3

"Ponyboy! Time to wake up!"

I groaned as Soda started to shake me. I didn't want a wakeup call this early in the morning. I glanced at our clock 7:30. I groaned again, "Five more minutes Soda. I'll get up then."

"Oh no. I have done this multiple times in my short life. If it didn't work for me when I was 14, it's not going work for you."

Soda got on the bed and started to jump up and down, "WAKE UP!"

I threw my pillow at him and he dodged with ease. He gave me a menacing grin and slowly stooped down to my level, "If you don't get out of bed, I'm going to tickle you."

I gasped, "You wouldn't."

"Try me."

I swallowed all of my pride and ran to the bathroom (taking the note with me). I closed the door and locked it behind me. I opened the letter and read the note again. I sighed. I probably won't ever see him again. A small smile escaped from my face. I squeezed the letter up to my chest and I embraced it.

I did my usual routine and walked out the door with Steve running out of nowhere. A few seconds later, Soda races after him.

"Dammit Steve, give me my hair gel."

I walked back to the bedroom. I picked up some jeans from off the floor when I remember the clothes from yesterday. I skipped to the closet, got me a pair of khaki pants, the yellow-blue stripe Polo shirt and black Nike shoes. I left my room and walked down stairs for breakfast. Darry was sitting at the table drinking his coffee and reading the morning paper, Two-Bit was eating some eggs, and Dally was talking to Johnny. No Soda or Steve.

I pulled out a chair for myself and sat down, "Good morin'."

Darry brought down the newspaper and smiled, "Good morning Pony. I didn't see you come in last night," He looked at me up and down and frowned. "Where you get that outfit? It looks expensive."

I don't know why but I glanced at Two-Bit. He stopped cutting his eggs and he looked up. His eyes turned a bit milky and he cleared his throat, "I stole them."

Darry raised his eyebrow, "You STOLE them? These expensive clothes?"

Two-Bit shook his head, "I didn't steal them from the store. I stole them from a soc."

Darry gave him a questioning look that said keep going.

"I went into a Soc house one day drunk and I took some clothes for myself. I realized they were too small for me and thought that Pony might want them."

Darry sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, "You are just trying to get my younger brother jumped aren't you?"

Two-Bit chuckled, grabbing his sides, "Hey might be doing a favor." Eventually everybody laughed together. I ate my breakfast and went upstairs to brush my teeth and grease my hair. Steve and Soda where still fighting each other for some hair gel.

"I'm hella of a sexy man, so I think I should have the rest of the gel"

"I got this gel with my own money. MY MONEY! And excuse me but I'm one beautiful movie star. "

I squeeze myself in between them and groaned when I got squashed. Steve's elbow hit my head and instantly got a head ache (A/N: Since the accident, little things can trigger headaches for Pony-sorry for the late notice). My head was throbbing so much, I didn't feel like brushing my teeth (which is bad because I love brushing my teeth. So I squeezed some toothpaste into my mouth, turned on the faucet, and put my head under the water. I swished my mouth around and spit out the blue foam. I snatched my hair gel before Soda or Steve noticed and ran downstairs to get my backpack.

"Ready!"

Johnny smiled, "You forgot to grease your hair."

I smiled and waved my gel, "Nope."

Two-Bit, Johnny, and I piled up into his car (I had to pick Johnny up so he can get in the car) and we headed off for school.

When I opened my gel, I saw nothing but an empty container. I groaned and but my head on the dashboard.

"What's the matter," Two-Bit asked glancing at me.

"I'm out of gel. Steve probably used it yesterday without me noticing," I groaned again.

Johnny up from the back and patted my shoulder and whispered, "Don't worry. You'll probably won't even need it."

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For first period I have AP US history. It's a very class and sort amount of people can get. I was one of the lucky people. I'm the only grease in the whole class (2nd greaser to be in that class-Darry being the 1st).

It's pure torture.

Don't get me wrong, I love History as much English. I just hate that I'm in a room full of Socs and most of them are older than me. They tend to pick on me when our teacher, Ms. Lancaster, goes out to use the bathroom. They throw airplanes at me or throw spitwads. One time a girl came up to me and she stuck gum in my hair. I didn't know this though until afterschool (People pointing at me should've been a hint to me). Darry had to put peanut butter in my hair. And when that didn't seem like it was going to work, he just cut the piece of hair off. So yeah, my class is just torture. Pure torture.

I sat at the in the room with the Socs. The bell had already rung for us to start class but Ms. Lancaster wasn't in yet. A perfect time to beat me. This boy named Bruce is the star quarterback for our school and the biggest jerk known in Tulsa.

"Where you get those clothes from," Bruce spit in my face, "What you going to do? Cry for the old hag?"

Bruce had his giant wrapped around my neck and he pinned me down on the ground. He turned to one of his minions and told them to slug me. The kid, Travis, kneeled down and punched me at my eye. His twin, Connor (Sorry Percy Jackson fan here), kicked me at my side.

"What in the bloody hell is going on here?"

Hands were removed from my neck and everybody looked at the person who walked into the classroom. It was the principal, Mr. Clark. He is a fat man with a beer gut and a shiny bald head. His face was red but it's always red no matter what mode he's in. Mr. Clark was born in England and served in WW2 and move to America after falling in love with his nurse. They soon got married, blah blah blah. I have a feeling you get where this all leads to.

"Mr. Wyane, one more outbreak like that and you will be suspended from football." Bruce's face paled and he nodded his head. He got up and stuck out his hand. I grabbed it and pulled myself up.

"As you may have noticed, Ms. Lancaster is not here right now. She quite ill today. So ill, it is life threating. You will have a substitute for the time being," Mr. Clark cleared his throat, "This substitute teacher has substituted for the best closes in the country. So I expect the best from you guys."

The door opened again and enter the sub.

"Class I would like to introduce Mr. Cesar. Draco Cesar."

I gave a tiny gasp. Draco turned towards me and gave me a small wink, "Thank you Mr. Clark."

Mr. Clark nodded and walked out the classroom.

All eyes were on Draco. He had on today a gray pinstripe suit with an emerald green tie. He also had a green fedora sitting on the teacher desk. Draco gave us his sparkling diamond smile, "Hello class. I'm your substitute until Ms. Lancaster is feeling better. I would like you to introduce yourselves."

He turned and picked up a piece of chalk, "I would like your name, favorite color, favorite subject, and one fun fact about you." Draco laid his piece of chalk down, "I should start. My name is Draco Cesar, my favorite colors are black and green, my favorite subject was mythology (Yes my school was that cool), and I was born in Italy."

A few of the girls in my class swooned and I couldn't blame them. Draco was one nice man.

"Okay who's next?"

A whole butt load of hands rose. Draco laughed and he said we'll start from the back and go up. There isn't a lot of students in my class (roughly 15) so it went pretty quick. The list goes like this (from the back forward):

Elizabeth Anderson

Scott Harris

Kevin Lane

Delaney Reynolds

Jessica Fitz

Dylan Roberts

Travis Stoll

Connor Stoll

Kate Brown

Bruce Wyane

Me (Ponyboy Curtis)

Martin Freeman

Chelsey Dillard

Ashley Young

Faith Rogers

When my turn finally came around, I stood up and my chair did a weird sound, like the you-farted- noise. All the kids in my class started to laugh at me. I tugged my head into my chest and shyly eyed Draco. His face was red and his eyes were light green than their usual dark green. Suddenly the class was silent.

"Please continue," Draco smiled. I looked around the room. Their mouths were as if they were sealed shut.

"Um. My name is Ponyboy Curtis-"

Draco chuckled, "That is quite a unique name."

I blushed and rubbed my neck. Just like the first time we met. "My favorite color is gold, my favorite subject is English and I have an older brother named Sodapop."

Draco nodded his head and went to the next person.

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The bell rang signaling the end of class.

"Okay class read from page 125 to 135. There will be a test tomorrow, so actually read."

The class and left the class.

Well except me. I stayed.

"Um Mr. Cesar?"

"Please Pony," Draco smiled and cradled my cheek, "When the student population isn't around you can call me Draco."

Did I hear that correctly. YOU can call me Draco. I gave a small giggle, "Draco? I was wondering where is Ms. Lancaster?"

Draco frowned a bit. His turned into that light green like last time. He gave me a nervous smile and said, "You shouldn't worry about her. I promised you I will be here to see you tomorrow. Now I'm must likely going to be here all year." He leaned down and whispered, "Aren't you happy?"

Time seemed to freeze on me. My body seemed to relax but I felt tiny hands touching me, suffocating, "Yes. I'm really happy. So happy you're here."

Draco grinned. He looked around and he leaned down again kissed my lips, "I'm happy your happy."

The warning bell rang and I jumped.

"You should go to your next class."

I nodded and ran out the door.

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At 12:25, we have lunch. I didn't even get to go to the cafeteria until 12:45 because my teacher was giving extra stuff for missing yesterday. By the time I went to lunch, there were no seats and hardly food left. You might be wondering why I'm eating in the cafeteria instead of leaving campus and eating. Well Darry found out about me almost hitting that Soc with an empty glass bottle. I'm not allowed to go out for lunch anymore. Dally or Two-Bit has to go out and buy me stuff.

I looked around and I saw neither Two-Bit nor Johnny. I groaned.

"Hey Ponyboy."

I turned around and saw Curly, "Dude I thought you were still in the correction center." We did our secret handshake that took us a good five minutes.

"Where's your bodyguards?"

I shrugged and my stomach growled. Curly looked at me and raised a questioning eyebrow, "You hungry or something?"

I nodded. He laughed and opened his backpack, "My sister packs my brother and I's lunch." He tossed me a sandwich, "It's tuna." I eyed the sandwich with greed and snatched it from Curly's hands. He looked surprised when I growled at him for telling me to slow down. He pointed at my face, "How you get that?"

"From Bruce."

"Woah. Like Bruce-the-asshole or Bruce-the- shit-head?"

"Is there another Bruce here?"

"No," he chuckled and patted me on the back, "Well hang in there buddy. See ya later nerd."

"Where you going," I asked in a mouthful.

"You know…what all Shepard boys do."

I heard footsteps coming in my direction and I looked up from my delicious sandwich and saw Two-Bit pushing Johnny down the hall towards me. "Where the fuck where you? We've been looking for you all lunch."

"Calm down Two-Bit."

"I CAN'T CALM DOWN. I HAVEN'T EATEN YET!"

Well crap. I'm dead.

"Ponyboy Curtis I've been looking for you."

Two-Bit paled and I blushed, "Mr. Cesar, what's up?"

Draco smiled and passed me a paperbag, "Went to the DX and got you some food. I saw with MS. Williams in Biology and it looked like torture."

I opened the bag and it was a bag of chips and another sandwich. And…

Wait…

IS that..

"PESPI?!"

Draco chuckled and he ruffled my head. He winked and walked away, "Have a nice day."

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I'M DONE. I think the last part was rushed…it probably was. But I love ya guys and I hope enjoy the story. (Longest chapter. 6 pages long and 2,282 words)