Darry pulled up to the market and him and Ponyboy got out. Pony just followed Darry around as he shopped. "How pointless is this?" He thought to himself. "I still think there aint any reason for me being here with you. You're capable of shopping by yourself. I wanna go home. Can I go wait in the car? Please."
"No, you can quit whining." Darry said.
"But, I'm bored. Everyone else is at home having fun."
Darry ignored him and reached up to one of the top shelves for some peanut butter. He then looked back at his list and headed down to the next isle. "C'mon, Pon. You don't have to walk that slow."
Ponyboy sighed. "I'm gonna go look at the sports car magazines." He announced and started quickly down the other isle.
"Oh, no you aint." Darry said pulling him back by the sleeve. "Why don't you make yourself useful and go to get the milk and eggs for breakfast tomorrow. Dairy products are on the right hand side of the store. Hurry up, we don't have all night."
"Why don't you get them yourself? You're the one that wanted to go shopping. All that I wanted to do was stay home and play cards, but nooooo. I gotta…" Darry gave him this really stern look so Ponyboy shut up and headed towards the dairy section. At least it gave him something to do.
He walked down the store slowly, staring at his feet and day dreaming. "Darry and dairy." Pony thought as he walked down all kinds of different isles absent mindlessly. "They're pronounced the same way." Yep he was definitely bored. Comparing two different words, one being a name and the other a kind food, there was almost no doubt that he was bored.
He decided to go outside and take a walk. Darry would probably be in the store for a while since it takes so long to make sure to buy the cheapest products. Ponyboy walked outside and down the sidewalk. The sun had gone down and it was nearly dark now.
He was just starting to enjoy himself when suddenly he felt a huge shove in his back and he fell to the ground. He looked up painfully at the person who had shoved him. There were two boys standing above him. Socs.
"You're the Grease that smashed our windows in. Aint you?"
"I didn't do nothing." Ponyboy said getting up and backing away from them against the wall. This was ridiculous. They thought he did all that damage just because he was in front of the house the night that it happened. "Well, why'd you have to go to the house at all?" Ponyboy asked himself. "Darry's right. You never think."
"Yeah, that's him all-right." The other guy said. "I saw him clear as day standing in the front yard. He probably was the main cause of the whole thing."
"Well, I think we outa teach this Grease a lesson. He needs to learn his place."
"Yeah, we out to bang him up just as good as he banged my mustang up."
Ponyboy looked left and right. He had to get away. They grabbed for him but he hopped to the right side and ran down the street "Why didn't I just stay in the market?" He questioned himself. Ponyboy was fast. Faster than them. He ran back towards the market but they appeared again around another corner. One tackled him to the ground.
"Can I even walk outside without you guys pounding on me?!" Ponyboy said angrily from his position on the ground. "Don't you have any better ways to spend your time?" He was answered with a hard sock in the face. There weren't many people around and the people that were around were to afraid to get involved.
"Lemme go!" Ponyboy yelled. "I didn't do anything to your stuff! Darry! Help!"
The Soc that was on top of him slugged him hard in the face again and he felt a pain and blood dripping down his cheeks. He figured he had a bloody nose. The other Soc kicked him in the stomach, hard. Ponyboy's wind was nearly gone and he was trying to cough. When he'd gotten his breath back he fought desperately to get himself loose but he couldn't. Not with two guys bigger than himself keeping him down. "Darry!" He yelled. "Darry Help!"
Ponyboy couldn't think of any other way to fight back when he was pinned down so he spit in one of their eyes. In return he got a big kick in the back of his head. Ponyboy felt like he was spinning around in circles. His head ached. No, his entire body ached. He felt half awake and half asleep. Then a fist collided with his head and everything went black.
