We saw a car going around the park. Uh-oh. It wasn't just any old car. It was Bob's car. "We should make a run for it." I کہا to ٹٹو "No we should stay." he کہا back. Carli and I sat behind them staring at Bob and all the others. Carli کہا to all of us. "Why can't Bob walk around the door instead of over it? What is it to much energy?" We all wanted to laugh,but, then they would be on to us. "You know what a greaser is? Whitetrash with long greasy hair." Bob said. We all got a sick feeling because that hurt all of us. Even though me and Carli only sneak a drop of it here and there... it still hirt us. Ponyboy کہا "Oh ya well do آپ know what asoc is? "What" کہا Bob "Whitetrash with mustangs and madras." Then he spit at them. Why ٹٹو why? we all run as fast as we could. I guess it was not fast enough because اگلے thing I knew I was on the ground اگلے to Johnny and Carli. "Where is Pony?" I asked all shaky "Is he dead?" "No I'm all alright." Ponyboy said
