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posted by MJ_Fan_4Life007
It was a couple weeks since you've been dating Ponyboy. آپ were at ہوم alone cause your parents went to work all day, your دوستوں didn't want to hangout cause they had homework, and آپ didn't know if Ponyboy was coming to your house یا not. آپ were dancing around the house in a گلابی skirt, a sweatshirt کے, سویاٹشارٹ that آپ tucked in, and some vans. آپ never wore skirts cause your weren't a Soc. but آپ did that day. آپ listened to your record player as آپ cleaned the house. آپ were singing the lyrics to jailhouse rock سے طرف کی Elvis Presley. آپ turned around to see Ponyboy standing there. "Oh shit"...
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“We’re here,” He says, putting the car in park.

“Ponyboy this is just an abandoned lot in the middle of nowhere.” آپ say confused.

“I know. Perfect تاریخ spot.” He grins.

“I don’t get it,” آپ say, clueless.

“I actually got a license and my brother’s old car, so I figured we’d go somewhere.” He shrugs.

“But what are we supposed to do?” آپ asks confused.

“The backseat?” He raises his eyebrows, Biting his lip.

“Oh,” آپ say, it finally clicking. آپ unbuckle your seatbelt, moving over to straddle him. “This is going to be a fun date.” آپ wickedly grin.

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“I never had one.” She whispers.

“Had what?” I said,walking through the rows of pine trees all lined up.

“A Christmas Tree.” Y/N mutters.

I turn around, mouth open. “Really?”

She nods her head. “Daddy was so drunk he didn’t even know it was Christmas… And mom didn’t have the money anyways.” She says casually, fingering one of the branches of a tree.

“Well that’s going to change. We’ll get one every year, I promise.”



“My dad کہا that.” She کہا quietly. “So really really?”

“Really really.” I smile, pulling her into a hug.

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“Hey.” آپ feel him grab your waist.

“Hey.” آپ smile, turning your head to kiss him.

“Miss me?” Ponyboy asks.

“Of course. I haven’t seen آپ in awhile.”

“I know. I just don’t want your mom and dad to get suspicious, آپ going to the wrong side of the tracks and all.” He mutters, just holding you.

“I know.” آپ mutter. “I wish it didn’t have to be this way.”

“Don’t آپ think I do too?” He says, holding آپ a bit tighter.

“I know آپ do.” آپ whisper.

“I don’t know what I’d do without you. I regret everything that happened when I first walked out. I thought it’d be better for both of us. But I was wrong.” He mumbled into your shoulder.

“I can’t wait till I’m 18. They won’t be able to tell me what to do. And I can have you.”

“And you’ll be mine.” He smiles.

“Love me forever?”

“And always.”
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“Steve… Give me the beer.”

“No you’re too young.” He says, munching on some chips.

“You’re too young too.” Ponyboy says, annoyed.

“But I gotta look after you, kiddo. آپ don’t want to end up like me. Well actually I take that back. آپ do kinda wanna end up like me; a successful sex god.”

“You are not a sex god.”

“Yes I am. Are آپ blind?”

“I obviously have better vision than you.”

Steve tackles Ponyboy, pinning him the ground.

“Take it back, Horseman.”

“Nope.” Ponyboy laughs.

“You better, یا I will fucking beat your ass.”

“Ok, ok, آپ have ok vision.”

“Thank you.” Steve says, getting off of Ponyboy.

“Welcome.” Ponyboy mutters.

“You’re alright kid.”
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The blue مستونگ, mustang trailed behind me, slowly creeping down the block. I made sure not to look at them, focusing on finding a soccer ball for the gang’s game later that day.

I heard the car brake, the ignition turn. I picked up my pace.

“Hey, greasy!” on soc slurred slowly. I turn around to see the reflection of his rings shine in my eyes. I put my hand up to block the glare.

The soc took this oppurtunity to attack, grabbing my upraised arm, and flipping me down. The pavement rushed up to meet me. The crack to my head sounded like a gunshot.

Before I had a chance to get up and defend myself,...
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posted by MJ_Fan_4Life007
“Could آپ be any مزید immature?” آپ laugh as your boyfriend plays with the bubbles.

He shoots آپ a look. “Yes, yes i could. آپ have no idea what I’m capable of.” He grins.

You laugh.

“Come on, you’re having fun. Tell me you’re having fun.”

“I’m having the time of my life.” آپ roll your eyes.

“You’re having fun. Say it with me. Ha-ving fun.”

You went into the bathroom to take a shower, but somehow had winded up in the bathtub with your completely immature boyfriend.

“Ha-ving fun.” آپ sigh, giving up.

“I know آپ would.” He grins as he leans over to kiss you....
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posted by MJ_Fan_4Life007
“Dally, are serious?’ آپ say, averting your eyes from the movie screen.

“What?” he says nonchalantly, throwing a piece of پاپ کارن, پوپکارن in his mouth.

“You had to pick this movie?” آپ hiss, hand blocking the screen.

“It looked entertaining.” He said, eyes going back to the movie screen.

“For آپ at least.” آپ huff. آپ were afraid to uncover your eyes, for the fear of seeing another boob on the screen. “This is like…porn.”

“It is not.” he laughs. “This actually has some plot.”

“Why don’t آپ explain it? Cause I’m not getting any of it.”

“Well…uhh this guy...
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posted by MJ_Fan_4Life007
Light cracked the sky open. The crash that followed jolted آپ awake. آپ sit up in your bed, wide eyed with fear.

آپ had been afraid of thunderstorms since آپ were little… something about it just frightened آپ to no end.

The sound of your boyfriend breathing calmed آپ down. The rhythmic deep breathing soothed you, only for a second.

Another crack lit up the sky, with a giant boom that followed.

“Dally.” آپ shake your boyfriend awake.

“Babe… what’s the ma-” He stops as he sees your eyes, wide with fear. He sits up straight and wraps his arms around آپ pulling آپ close. “You’re fine… You’re fine.” He whispers, rocking آپ back and forth. “I got you. I promise. I got you.” Hands running through your hair.

“I just don’t like them.” آپ mumble into his bare chest.

“I know. I know.” He say. “But I still got you. I promise.”

But آپ were already asleep again.
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Dally’s P.O.V

“Katie no.”

“Katie we aren’t frosting our face.”

“Katie-Kat.” I sigh. My five سال old daughter had red and green frosting all over her face, and sprinkles on her cheek. Her grin was as bright as the sun.

“But it tastes yummy.” She giggles.

I pick her up, taking her to the sink. “But it tastes better on Christmas cookies, not your face.” I say, trying not to laugh at her. “Let’s get آپ cleaned up, ok?” I take the a dish towel and wipe the the frosting from her face. She keeps licking the frosting around her mouth, trying to eat as much frosting as she...
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“Merry Christmas, babe.” آپ feel Darry’s strong arms wrapping around you.

“Hmmm… Merry Christmas.” آپ mumble.

“I got all of Danny’s presents under the tree.” He says, snuggling down into the بستر a little more.

“Did آپ remember the football?” آپ ask.

“Yeah, I remembered that. It’s the best gift.” He smiles. “He’ll love it.”

“Yeah…” آپ mumble.

“Before آپ fall back asleep, I have a present for you.” He whispers to you.


He leans over you, دکھانا آپ a black box.

آپ open it, to see the most beautiful necklace.

“It was my mom’s.” he mutters. “I thought you’d like it.”

“I love it.”

“Merry Christmas, honey.”
posted by MJ_Fan_4Life007
“Darry, put the bottle down.” Soda says to me, gently.

I slowly roll my head on the wall, to face them, tightening my grip on the beer. I was not letting this one go.

“Darry, please.” Ponyboy pleads. I must have been in pretty bad shape. The look on his face was pure worry. I slowly, slowly set the bottle down on the cement floor of the basement. I loosen my grip, finally letting go.

“That’s it.” Soda says. They had already cleared out all the alcohol of the house. This bottle was the last drop of comfort in the house. The house that still smelled like her.

“You’re going to be...
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The light of the moon hit the water tower perfectly to make it seem like a puffy white cloud. Cold breezes often filled the air sounding just like whispers behind closed doors. At the سب, سب سے اوپر of this tall place I sat, dangling my feet over the edge. This was the thrill ride I longed and waited for my entire life. One step could bring the rush I enjoy every time I can but I knew, somehow, this wasn’t real.
    From atop the water tower, I would have been able to see till the end of the world but this time, it was different. I couldn’t see in front of my face یا all around...
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heres yet another poem that i wrote. enjoy!

i cried when i looked at the sky
it reminded me of آپ
my tears were hot with love
and affection for آپ

i want آپ so bad, honey
youre all ive ever wanted
but i guess thats too much to ask
God wont give me you, im haunted

so i stay up at night with آپ سے طرف کی my side
but thats only a dream
its never anything real
baby, i wish آپ knew me

if only آپ were real in my reality
youre real in my imaginatin
but daydreaming isnt enough
i want your affection

i really do wish آپ knew who i am
but your love i will never get
your affection i will never feel
but, before, we HAVE met

i read about your story
and i truly am sorry
آپ suffered a great loss and your pain i feel
and i wanted to say to you: Ponyboy, آپ are the مصنف of your own life story
I slowly maid my way into the local greaser hang out, I sat at the bar. I was new in town, and I didn't know anyone, I got a Dr. Pepper, and headed back out. I wasn't watching were I was going, and bumped into someone, I figured it was a Soc, so I jumped back up ready to fight.
"Watch it Soc!" I yelled, and the young boy I'd ran into stood.
"I ain't no Soc....Who are you?" He asked, I looked down. The boy looked about fourteen, and had dark brown-reddish hair, his eyes were green-gray. He wore a light blue ڈاکو, ہڈ jacket, and blue jeans, he had a black بیلٹ, پٹی on.
"I'm Babydoll Rose." I informed with...
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 the whole fictional outsiders gang...but if they are in my world, are they REALLY fictional?
the whole fictional outsiders gang...but if they are in my world, are they REALLY fictional?
*The Whole Outsiders Gang*

i stood on the corner of Wallace and Kurf at 2 in the afternoon with Ponyboy, Dallas, and Johnny and waited for Sodapop and Darry Curtis, Two-Bit Mathews, and Steve Randle, a little pissed. آپ wanna know why i have to wait on a سٹریٹ, گلی corner for fictional boys while mad? i'll tell you:

four hours earlier--

"oh, yeah," Ponyboy said. "i should probably tell آپ that Johnny and Dally and i have to go meet the gang." we were eating breakfast. i gagged and almost choked on my toast. i didnt think i heard him right.

"what?" i asked.

"we have to go meet my brothers Soda and...
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The car was starting to pull into the park. "Should we run?", Johnny asked, shaking with fear. "No, just stay cool.", Ponyboy replied. He was shaking to, but that could've been because he was cold. "Hey, wadaya guys know?",Bod asked, "Aren't these the greasers that were walking around town with our women?" He was drunk. So were the other four. "Hey, you're outta your territory. آپ better watch it.", I warned. "No pal, آپ guys better watch it.", کہا the black haired one. His name was Randy. "You know what greasers are? White trash with long greasy hair.", Bob said. That hit me like a ton...
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When I got home, it was 10:30. Ponyboy had to be ہوم in an hour. I hope he's not late. Darry was in the chair reading the newspaper, while Soda was lounging on the سوفی, لٹانا watching the news. I went to my room and read for a little while. یا so I thought it was a little while. It was 12:00! I hope Ponyboy is home. I went out to the front room to see if he was there. Uh-Oh, he's not here. What's Darry gonna do? I looked over and Darry had a look of worry and anger on his face. Man, Ponyboy is gonna be toast! Another half گھنٹہ went سے طرف کی and Ponyboy was still not home. Darry kept thinking about calling...
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posted by outsidersluva
The Outsiders is all about two gangs.The greasers and the socs.In the book the greasers are located on the east side of town and the socs are located on the south side of town.Some of the greasers are Ponyboy,Johnny,Dally,Darry,Steve,Sodapop,and Kieth(aka Two-Bit).Some of the socs names are Randy,Bob,and Cherry.Even though some of us don't like them I still have to put them in.It is a really good movie and book.this book has happy parts and sad parts,but,we all just have to get through it together.Like when Johnny kills Bob.Thats a happy part.the sad parts are when Johnny and Dally die.well that is all about the outsiders to learn مزید read the book and watch the movie.
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