I opened the door to the house and asked PonyBoy is the mail was in yet. He said yeah. So I started looking through the mail and found one letter, that I’ve been waiting for. I looked at it and flipped it over many times, not sure what to make of it. I finally knew. Sandy never did love me, she never did want to marry me. I looked around, un able of what to make of this. I just sat around, lying on the couch was thinking about Sandy. Darry for no reason, freaked out at PonyBoy and told him all whole bunch of stuff that made me want to escape the house, and that’s what I did. I rose from the couch and yelled at both of them, and took off down the street. I wasn't sure where I was going but it was somewhere, any where but home. I saw PonyBoy running towards me, so I turned towards the park, and PonyBoy did a football tackle and we both fell to the ground. Dally caught up and asked me what was the problem. I told them everything, like how I hate how they fight, how they make me pick sides. I didn't want them to fight anymore and they promised not to fight anymore. On the way back home, we raced each other, except it wasn't a race. It was more like Darry was watching us and keeping us close by. Like keeping us under his wing...
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
I hate when you fight
We had to go to court today. Wasn't very interesting. There was this girl named Cherry there. She kepted looking at me. At first I thought she was messed up but PonyBoy told me why she was looking at me. The judge just asked me and Darry, how we treat PonyBoy, what he does in his spare time, how good we get along together. To answer all the questions I just said, fine, read and draw, and we get along great. The judge didn't ask me anything else. There's one thing I noticed, and that is Darry, PonyBoy and I weren't in suits. We were just in our average clothes, like it was a walk in the park...
Your Sick PonyBoy
I was sitting at the end of PonyBoy's bed, as he opened his eyes. He had no idea what had happened, he didn't know he was in the hosbital. So I told him, and thats when Darry came into the room and told me to go get some sleep. I did what I was told to do and passed out in his bed. When I woke Darry was gone to go get PonyBoy some food. PonyBoy asked if he asked for Darry while he was in the hosbital. I told him he asked for everyone, even Johnny. He looked at me blankly, and told me I needed some sleep. So I rolled under the covers, and passed out, with PonyBoy under my arms.
First Johnny, now Dally
I caried Steve home, because he was in no condition to walk. I watched him the whole time, he lyed on the couch. PonyBoy walked through the door, his eyes blank. We all stared at him un sure of what to make of his apperiance. He told us that him and Dally went to go see Johnny, and that Johnny died. We all looked at him, tears swelling up in my eyes, I had to look away afraid to cry in front of PonyBoy. That's when everyone had a mental breakdown. Johnny was the sort of person that you just had to love. He's the person you feel sorry for, and now he's gone. I knew how close PonyBoy and Johnny where so I told PonyBoy to sit down. He didn't listen and moved backwards, as I reached out for him. Darry told him the same thing, and PonyBoy just moved away, scared and shocked. The phone rang and it was Dally. The cops where after him and we needed to hide him. So we took off. We found him and he had his 'bluff' gun. He raised it towards the cops, and they shot at him. Dally, colasped to the ground...
WOO RUMBLE
We met up with the other gang. We all shook hands to no we were on the same sides. I stade away from the other gang, I really didn't want to talk to them. PonyBoy had the guts and wen't to talk to them. I hate it when we have to fight and your not sure if someone will make it out alive. That's when the Soc's pulled up in there fancy cars. 22 big clean-shaved boys launched them selves out of the cars, and formed a line walking towards us. We all stood facing each other, debating on who wil start the rumble. That's when Darry walked forward's and looked at them in the eyes. That's when this whole thing got worse. Paul Holden, (Darry's old football buddy) walked forward and placed himself in front of Darry. This was not going to be good. The look in Darry's eye's where filled with hatred and determination. Steve moved forward to get a better look at the Socs and to pick out a big guy to fight. Darry and Paul, starded to circle each other, figuring out when to throw a punch.... Oh and guess what?!? Dally ecscaped from the hosbital to fight and distragcted Darry, so Darry got punched in the face! That's when it started, we were throwing our selved at the Socs. Giving them everything we got, punching, kicking, biting, scratching, any thing we could to hurt them. This must have been going on for an hour because they finally ran off, grabbing each other and running into their cars. I looked around to see if PonyBoy was fine, and he was, so I ran to Steve. Poor Steve, he had 3 broken ribs, and he was in so much pain. I did as much as I could and calmed him down... I watched PonyBoy run off with Dally, probably to go see Johnny for one last time...
Soon Enough
When I got home, Darry already had supper on the table. I started to pig out (you no, to get my strength for tonight) and PonyBoy jumped through the door and did the same. When we were done that we ran for the shower to get all sruced up for the rumble. PonyBoy was the last to shower, so to pass the time I went to play poker with Steve. That's when PonyBoy asked me a very weird question. 'When did I start shaving?', I told him 15 and made alittle joke about it, and went back to the game. Steve, PonyBoy and I put alittle to much oil on our hir, but that's all right. I was all pumped for the rumble that I started to make jokes and clown around with Steve, boy is it ever fun to get Steve mad! I guess PonyBoy was full of question's tonight, because he asked me why I liked to fight. I told him, "I'm not sure. It's lots of actions." Then he went to ask Darry why he liked to fight, and I made alittle joke, and said, "He just likes to show off his muscles!" I was so pumped for the rumble, I just couldn't wait and I did a whole bunch of crazy jokes, like trying to sneak an ace from Steve and place it in my shoe, but that didn't work. Steve caught me... I think Darry was getting soft on me agian, saying I was his kid brother and he doesn't have to worry about me, so I punched him in the ribs. I followed Darry outside where he did a summersault in the air. It was almost time to get going so we all went around crazy! I tried to beat Darry's summersault and did some tricks to beat his. Steve being as weird as he could, yelled like an indian and took off the steps. Our bloods where all pumping, so Steve and I did a chant that we've been practacing at work... As we took off down the street, Darry said if the fuzz come to the rumble me and PonyBoy got to take off. Well I wasn't going to take that from him, so I stuck my tounge out at him as he turned around, and PonyBoy let out a laugh.
Get betta soon Johnny
There is one thing, you don't want to wake up to. That is hearing that your friend is in critical condition, and that he might not live. I sat up and looked at PonyBoy, trying to make sence of everything. It was time to go back home, so PonyBoy and I climbed into the back of the ford. When we arrived home, and I was expecting for PonyBpy to climb out but he didn't so I woke him up. Poor PonyBoy, he was just so tired, so Darry picked him up and brought him into the house, as soon as he felt the bed he just passed out . I floped down beside him, and just passed on out... I woke up to the smell of cake and eggs. I ran downstairs to find, the gang sitting in the kitchen. It was then that I reliezed I was late for work, so I asked where my shirt was and ran back up stairs to get ready. I came back downstairs, and everyone was just sitting there so I told them something to make them happy. I told them that we are going to kick the Soc's butt! But then they asked me a question about Sandy. I miss sandy, they asked me where she is. I told them what they wanted. They had no more questions so I left for work.
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