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“So what books do you like to read Pony?” Cherry, a beautiful soc girl with long red hair and striking green eyes, said
”Oh, I’m reading Gone With the Wind right now, Johnny gave it to me” Pony replied
Cherry smiled, her eyes were sweet and bright “You’re different, you know that? You’re a good kid Ponyboy”
Pony’s ears got red as he sheepishly smiled “Yeah, I get that a lot from my brothers”
It was getting quite late but Pony found himself too engrossed in his conversation with Cherry to care
”My, it’s getting awful late, I should get going, I’ll see you at school tomorrow, okay Ponyboy?” Cherry said, with a polite smile on her face
”Y-yeah, of course. See you tomorrow”. Pony said, as he waved goodbye.
He decided not to check out a book and began walking home. As he turned the corner, his heart dropped to his feet as he spotted that blue mustang. Pony sped up, hoping they didn’t see him.
”Hey greaser!”
Shit. Bob Sheldon.
”Where you going Baby Curtis?”
Unlike the gang who said it with affection, Bob said it as if it was a slur.
“I saw you hanging out with Cherry, horse face. You still trying to get with my girl? You know, I’ve been meaning to get back at you and your little friend for stabbing me”
Ponyboy felt his blood freeze. He was beginning to regret not taking Two-Bit with him. Bob’s eyes held a dangerous glint in them, they gave off a feeling of cold and doom.
”We never finished giving you a shower now did we grease?” Bob said, his tone cold and filled with sadistic malice.
Pony didn't have time to react when he felt someone grab him from behind and began to drag him to that dreaded fountain. Man, he was beginning to hate that fountain.
”This is what dirty greasers like you deserve” Bob sneered as he grabbed Pony by his hair and shoved him underwater before picking him up und forcing his whole body under.
there was a jagged edge on the fountain, Pony could feel it dig into the soft flesh of his stomach. Glory did it hurt. Pony flailed as panic sunk in. He tried to pry the hands holding him down but he was unsuccessful.
”Glory I ain’t ready to die, not yet, M’ only 14, it ain’t long enough” Pony thought to himself as it became harder to move.
BANG!