The Outsiders

"I could picture hundreds and hundreds of boys living on the wrong side if cities, boys with black eyes who jumped at their own shadows. Hundreds of boys who maybe watched sunsets and looked at stars and ached for something better. I could see boys going down under street lights because they were mean and tough and hated the world, and it was too late to tell them that there was still good in it, and they wouldn't believe you if you did."

These are things I love about each greaser in The Outsiders. They all have a special place in my heart and always will. They are all so sweet and all have...

You guys sat there talking about he memories. "I still can't believe our dads were best friends" Ruthie said. "Yeah" you said. "Well the two of you should go do something well I go to work" Ruthies mom said. "Okay" the two of you said. Next week You still haven't told Pony you were moving yet. Your mom told you you were moving that Friday. It was only Tuesday. You were sitting by Pony as he was listening to the teacher. You were messing around twisting your fingers and biting you lip deciding to tell Pony. He looked at you. "What stage matter Darlin'?" You looked at him and hesitated. "Nothing"...