intro thingy--this is going to be set in modern times and it has somethin to do with literary physics (which isnt real...i think). if youve ever read The Vampire Stalker by Allison фургон, ван Diepen then u will know wat i'm talkin bout. if Ты havent then READ THE BOOK. youll understand how most of this hapens. but literary physics is mostly like how...some authors write about other dimesions that they think r fake but r real which turn into their "fictional" books. and some "characters" пересекать, крест over into the real world, which happens in The Vampire Stalker. its simple if u think about it :). but anyways this story has something to do with literary physics so enjoy!!! (and i am the main character, but if Ты want to be just imagine yourself in my position. i dont care. hav fun with my story and ENJOY!!!...again. and just remember that some of the stuff i say in here about me IS true, not all of it though, so if Ты wanna know some things about me then read this.) now, i will tell Ты that Johhny and Dally are featured in here. the book is the same except they ARE alive. (i really wanted them in there so i just kept them alive! i'll explain what happens at the end of this chapter. stay tuned.) ENJOY...AGAIN AGAIN!!!
*Meet Me at Dairy Hut*
Illinois
June, 2012
when i stepped through the door of the closest Dairy Hut near my town in my white Converse shoes and jean куртка i had only two things on my mind: The Outsiders book and movie and Ponyboy Curtis. i Любовь that book and i Любовь that movie. but i was mostly Мечты about Ponyboy Curtis, the main character. i Любовь him to death. i would die for him. i would kill to get him...maybe. he is sensitive and sweet and he digs sunsets! hes perfect. hes the perfect greaser, which is what he is. he has reddish-brown hair, greenish-grey eyes, a good build, and a dreamy smile. hes VERY dreamy, just like his smile. hes the dreamiest greaser in the whole world...no, universe.
i snapped out of my reverie when i saw three loud boys charge through the door. my stomach suddenly did a flip and i got shivers that ran up and down my body. i started to shake and my body got weak. why was i feeling this way? that only happened when something is about to happen или i just realized something important. and i think something was going to happen.
the boys started to walk over to the line i was standing in and i got a good look of their faces. there was a tall, muscular boy with long blonde hair and icy-blue eyes. then a boy with darkly tanned skin and jet-black hair and, strangely, black eyes. and then a boy with reddish-brown, long hair, a good build, and greenish-grey eyes. i did a double-take when i saw him. and all their heads of hair, except for the blonde boy, was slicked back with hair grease. i stood Холодное сердце as they walked into the line to stand behind me. the blonde boy was talking to the other two. "We came all the was from Tulsa to find THIS town? what is with this place? the clothes, the cars, the stores and resturants? what the hell? and wheres all the greasers, man?" youve gotta be kidding me. was he for-real? i didnt turn around. i was too scared. then the blonde boy cut in front of me. i didnt do anything. i just stood there staring at him as he stared at me. oh, boy, oh, boy. i must be dreaming. this boy had an eerie resemblence to a character named Dallas Winston in The Outsiders. except his gang and everyone else calls him Dally. and the black haired boy looks a lot like Johnny Cade in the book. cautious and fearful and adorable Johnny Cade. and, dare i say it? the reddish-brown haired boy looked exactly like...Ponyboy. Ponyboy Curtis. my Избранное greaser. and he was looking at me with his melting green eyes.
"How's it goin', baby?" the blonde asked me. i blushed a little and looked away. no boy has ever called me that. not one. he reached for my hair and started messing with it. i pulled it out of his hand and stepped back a little, only to step on the black haired boy's foot. i quickly jumped off of it and turned around.
"i'm sorry," i said. he didnt say anything. he just smiled a bit and nodded his head. i turned back around to face the blonde. he was smiling and chuckling quietly.
"So what are Ты doing here?" he asked me. i didnt answer. i just couldnt speak right now. i guess the only things i could say were apologies. he looked like he was getting impatient so he pressed on, getting dirtier and dirtier by the minute.
"So Ты dress like a greaser, pants and Converse, but not like a greasy girl. so how can i figure out if Ты ARE a girl?" i didnt say another word. wow. i was NEVER spoken to like that. not even by my perverted guy-friends. and they are pretty perverted. i looked around me. the black haired boy wasnt looking at me, only at the ground. but the brown haired boy was. he was staring at me. he looked a little sad. almost as if he pittied me for being the blonde boy's target of dirtiness. blondey grabbed my waist and he pulled me into him. i stuggled to get free.
"get your hands off of me!" i said. but he didnt. he didnt stop. the brown haired boy stepped in.
"quit it, Dal," he said. but the boy he called "Dal" didnt stop. and i kept trying to push him away. he finally stopped and he looked at me.
"you know," i сказал(-а) to him out of complete randomness. "you look alot like Dally Winston from The Outsiders." he looked baffled and so did his friends.
"What are Ты talking about?" he asked. "i AM Dally Winston. and whats The Outsiders?" i looked at the boy that resembled Ponyboy. he looked like he knew what i was talking about. strangely. his eyes were wide with shock and disbelief.
"its a book about a greaser named Ponyboy Curtis and his greaser gang. wait, what do Ты mean youre"--but blondy cut me off.
"a BOOK? Ты like books? hey, Pony, this girl's like you. she likes BOOKS!" i rolled my eyes. i got that alot. so what if i like books? people find it SO surprising for some reason.
"cut it out, Dally. who gives a damn?" i looked at him and smiled. thank you, i thought. but it spooked me that he called blondy Dally. what in the hell is happening here?
"what do Ты mean 'Dally'?" i asked him. "he aint Dally Winston. thats a character in a book and a movie. and so is Ponyboy Curtis and Johnny Cade if youre gonna talk about them." i was getting weird looks. i started to laugh.
"oh," i сказал(-а) and pointed at the brown haired boy. "and i suppose, since he thinks hes Dally"--i pointed at blondy--"then Ты think youre Ponyboy Curtis and"--i pointed at the black haired boy--"YOU think youre Johnny Cade. but i have to admit, Ты guys have an eerie resemblence towards them." no one сказал(-а) anything. they just stared...at me.
"what?" i asked, a little nervouse. i was beginning to feel self-conciouse. i didnt like it when people stared at me.
"youre talkin' shit," blondy said. "what do Ты mean we THINK? we KNOW. we know who we are. i know i'm Dally Winston. he knows hes пони Curtis. he knows hes Johnny Cade. we know who we are." i started to stutter. i wasnt feeling too hot.
"w-what do Ты mean?" i asked. "thats n-not...thats not possible. Ты cant be who Ты think Ты are. those boys are...fictional."
now i will explain what i сказал(-а) i would at the beginning/intro. alrite, how do i put this? S. E. Hinton wrote MOSTLY the truth. but not all of it. Johnny didnt die for what ever reason he died in the book for. and Dally didnt die cuz Johnny didnt die. she got that part wrong. but Johnny DID kill that Soc and they DID run away. Hinton just didnt get ALL of it right. (but thats not true. i'm just MAKING it that way :).) so do Ты get it now? if not, just ask me some questions. and please Любовь AND COMMENT!!!!!!! and sorry it was so short.
*Meet Me at Dairy Hut*
Illinois
June, 2012
when i stepped through the door of the closest Dairy Hut near my town in my white Converse shoes and jean куртка i had only two things on my mind: The Outsiders book and movie and Ponyboy Curtis. i Любовь that book and i Любовь that movie. but i was mostly Мечты about Ponyboy Curtis, the main character. i Любовь him to death. i would die for him. i would kill to get him...maybe. he is sensitive and sweet and he digs sunsets! hes perfect. hes the perfect greaser, which is what he is. he has reddish-brown hair, greenish-grey eyes, a good build, and a dreamy smile. hes VERY dreamy, just like his smile. hes the dreamiest greaser in the whole world...no, universe.
i snapped out of my reverie when i saw three loud boys charge through the door. my stomach suddenly did a flip and i got shivers that ran up and down my body. i started to shake and my body got weak. why was i feeling this way? that only happened when something is about to happen или i just realized something important. and i think something was going to happen.
the boys started to walk over to the line i was standing in and i got a good look of their faces. there was a tall, muscular boy with long blonde hair and icy-blue eyes. then a boy with darkly tanned skin and jet-black hair and, strangely, black eyes. and then a boy with reddish-brown, long hair, a good build, and greenish-grey eyes. i did a double-take when i saw him. and all their heads of hair, except for the blonde boy, was slicked back with hair grease. i stood Холодное сердце as they walked into the line to stand behind me. the blonde boy was talking to the other two. "We came all the was from Tulsa to find THIS town? what is with this place? the clothes, the cars, the stores and resturants? what the hell? and wheres all the greasers, man?" youve gotta be kidding me. was he for-real? i didnt turn around. i was too scared. then the blonde boy cut in front of me. i didnt do anything. i just stood there staring at him as he stared at me. oh, boy, oh, boy. i must be dreaming. this boy had an eerie resemblence to a character named Dallas Winston in The Outsiders. except his gang and everyone else calls him Dally. and the black haired boy looks a lot like Johnny Cade in the book. cautious and fearful and adorable Johnny Cade. and, dare i say it? the reddish-brown haired boy looked exactly like...Ponyboy. Ponyboy Curtis. my Избранное greaser. and he was looking at me with his melting green eyes.
"How's it goin', baby?" the blonde asked me. i blushed a little and looked away. no boy has ever called me that. not one. he reached for my hair and started messing with it. i pulled it out of his hand and stepped back a little, only to step on the black haired boy's foot. i quickly jumped off of it and turned around.
"i'm sorry," i said. he didnt say anything. he just smiled a bit and nodded his head. i turned back around to face the blonde. he was smiling and chuckling quietly.
"So what are Ты doing here?" he asked me. i didnt answer. i just couldnt speak right now. i guess the only things i could say were apologies. he looked like he was getting impatient so he pressed on, getting dirtier and dirtier by the minute.
"So Ты dress like a greaser, pants and Converse, but not like a greasy girl. so how can i figure out if Ты ARE a girl?" i didnt say another word. wow. i was NEVER spoken to like that. not even by my perverted guy-friends. and they are pretty perverted. i looked around me. the black haired boy wasnt looking at me, only at the ground. but the brown haired boy was. he was staring at me. he looked a little sad. almost as if he pittied me for being the blonde boy's target of dirtiness. blondey grabbed my waist and he pulled me into him. i stuggled to get free.
"get your hands off of me!" i said. but he didnt. he didnt stop. the brown haired boy stepped in.
"quit it, Dal," he said. but the boy he called "Dal" didnt stop. and i kept trying to push him away. he finally stopped and he looked at me.
"you know," i сказал(-а) to him out of complete randomness. "you look alot like Dally Winston from The Outsiders." he looked baffled and so did his friends.
"What are Ты talking about?" he asked. "i AM Dally Winston. and whats The Outsiders?" i looked at the boy that resembled Ponyboy. he looked like he knew what i was talking about. strangely. his eyes were wide with shock and disbelief.
"its a book about a greaser named Ponyboy Curtis and his greaser gang. wait, what do Ты mean youre"--but blondy cut me off.
"a BOOK? Ты like books? hey, Pony, this girl's like you. she likes BOOKS!" i rolled my eyes. i got that alot. so what if i like books? people find it SO surprising for some reason.
"cut it out, Dally. who gives a damn?" i looked at him and smiled. thank you, i thought. but it spooked me that he called blondy Dally. what in the hell is happening here?
"what do Ты mean 'Dally'?" i asked him. "he aint Dally Winston. thats a character in a book and a movie. and so is Ponyboy Curtis and Johnny Cade if youre gonna talk about them." i was getting weird looks. i started to laugh.
"oh," i сказал(-а) and pointed at the brown haired boy. "and i suppose, since he thinks hes Dally"--i pointed at blondy--"then Ты think youre Ponyboy Curtis and"--i pointed at the black haired boy--"YOU think youre Johnny Cade. but i have to admit, Ты guys have an eerie resemblence towards them." no one сказал(-а) anything. they just stared...at me.
"what?" i asked, a little nervouse. i was beginning to feel self-conciouse. i didnt like it when people stared at me.
"youre talkin' shit," blondy said. "what do Ты mean we THINK? we KNOW. we know who we are. i know i'm Dally Winston. he knows hes пони Curtis. he knows hes Johnny Cade. we know who we are." i started to stutter. i wasnt feeling too hot.
"w-what do Ты mean?" i asked. "thats n-not...thats not possible. Ты cant be who Ты think Ты are. those boys are...fictional."
now i will explain what i сказал(-а) i would at the beginning/intro. alrite, how do i put this? S. E. Hinton wrote MOSTLY the truth. but not all of it. Johnny didnt die for what ever reason he died in the book for. and Dally didnt die cuz Johnny didnt die. she got that part wrong. but Johnny DID kill that Soc and they DID run away. Hinton just didnt get ALL of it right. (but thats not true. i'm just MAKING it that way :).) so do Ты get it now? if not, just ask me some questions. and please Любовь AND COMMENT!!!!!!! and sorry it was so short.
Steve had come in, alcohol on his breath, swaying back and forth, not able to walk in a straight line.
“Steve, are you…” Ты start, but are cut off with a slap.
“Shut up, bitch.”
Ты sank to the floor in disbelief as he staggered into your bedroom.
And the tears ran down your face, and the hyperventilating began.
So here Ты were, lying on the кухня floor.
I thought for sure I was dead.
But I heard myself breathing. I heard the voices of people around me. I heard the word “coma” repeatedly by the doctors and nurses. I heard Ponyboy and Two-Bit’s voice.
And then I heard her voice. (Y/N)’s voice. I heard her crying, talking to me. About the gang, her day, reading, whatever. Sometimes softly Пение to herself.
One день I squeezed her hand, and she was laughing and crying all at the same time.
“I Любовь Ты Johnny.” She whispered. “Just wake up.”
I tried so hard to answer her, but no words came out. I wanted to tell her I was ok, I would make it out of this, even though I would be paralyzed, I’d be fine. We’d be fine.
But all I can do now is squeeze her hand.
Seize upon that moment long назад
One breath away and there Ты will be
So young and carefree
Again Ты will see
That place in time...so Золото
Steal away into that way back when
Ты thought that all would last forever
But like the weather
Nothing can ever...and be in time
Stay Золото
But can it be
When we can see
So vividly
A memory
And yes Ты say
So must the день
Too, fade away
And leave a луч, рэй of sun
So Золото
Life is but a twinkling of an eye
Yet filled with sorrow and compassion
though not imagined
All things that happen
Will age too old
Though gold
One breath away and there Ты will be
So young and carefree
Again Ты will see
That place in time...so Золото
Steal away into that way back when
Ты thought that all would last forever
But like the weather
Nothing can ever...and be in time
Stay Золото
But can it be
When we can see
So vividly
A memory
And yes Ты say
So must the день
Too, fade away
And leave a луч, рэй of sun
So Золото
Life is but a twinkling of an eye
Yet filled with sorrow and compassion
though not imagined
All things that happen
Will age too old
Though gold
I walked into my science class in my new school. The only сиденье, место, сиденья left open was Далее to another greaser. I sat down Далее to him and said
"hi, im allie."
he smiled at me and сказал(-а) "hi im PonyBoy"
i thought to myself; Эй, he has a nice smile. Hes kinda cute to.
Before I knew it, the колокол, колокольчик, белл rang. I packed up my stuff and started heading home. Then, i ran into Ponyboy and my stuff went flying everywhere.
He сказал(-а) "im so sorry" and helped me pick up my stuff. Our hands brushed slightly and i blushed. i think he might have blushed also.
ONE WEEK LATER:
as i headed to math class ponyboy stopped me and asked; "hey do Ты wanna study together sometime?"
It took me a секунда to respond, was he really asking me this?! I сказал(-а) "sure Ponyboy"
The END (To Далее Chapter)
"hi, im allie."
he smiled at me and сказал(-а) "hi im PonyBoy"
i thought to myself; Эй, he has a nice smile. Hes kinda cute to.
Before I knew it, the колокол, колокольчик, белл rang. I packed up my stuff and started heading home. Then, i ran into Ponyboy and my stuff went flying everywhere.
He сказал(-а) "im so sorry" and helped me pick up my stuff. Our hands brushed slightly and i blushed. i think he might have blushed also.
ONE WEEK LATER:
as i headed to math class ponyboy stopped me and asked; "hey do Ты wanna study together sometime?"
It took me a секунда to respond, was he really asking me this?! I сказал(-а) "sure Ponyboy"
The END (To Далее Chapter)
the outsiders i loved it so much that i had 2 Присоединиться the club.I couldn't belive it and like that i was pissed johnny and dally should have made it i cried like a baby but i guess that it the way way they made the movie because i could watch everyday i loved it so much.
Do any of Ты know if there is a part 2 to the movie?I wuold realy Любовь that.i wached it with a good friend Ты might know her Cherry7878 she came over and we watched it now I am in Любовь with it.
I can't beleive it happened like that it was so real and life like icouldnt help but to watch it agine
Do any of Ты know if there is a part 2 to the movie?I wuold realy Любовь that.i wached it with a good friend Ты might know her Cherry7878 she came over and we watched it now I am in Любовь with it.
I can't beleive it happened like that it was so real and life like icouldnt help but to watch it agine