this is my copy of The Outsiders, the one i show Ponyboy
Ponyboy looked over the cover of the book. he put it back on the table and asked me, "is that supposed to be ME?" he was reffering to the face on the the cover, the one on top of all the others; the largest.
"i guess so. i dont really know. i never thought about it, Ponyboy," i said. he looked at me and smiled. i dont know why. he didnt really have any reason to smile. and ya know what? he had a real nice smile. it just made me wanna jump up and down and giggle and grin. he had the same girl-stopping smile that i imagined his older brother Sodapop to have. it was cute and sweet...