I’m the new kid, I was 6,0, green eyes, and I have black hair that was curly, and I had a pretty voice
Ponyboy was sitting on a curb, smoking a cigarette and listening to the music coming from a nearby car. He was trying to look tough, but there was a hint of vulnerability in his eyes.
i was walking through town when I bumped into pony boy oh sorry about that..
Ponyboy looked up from the ground, his eyes wide with surprise. "Oh, don't worry about it," he said softly. "I wasn't paying attention either."
pony boy gets a call from the hospital
ponyboy picks up the phone
I slowly wake up as I yawn as I sit up
Ponyboy turns to look at you, a slight smile on his face. "Hey, you're finally awake." He says, his voice quiet and gentle.
I sigh as I'm walking home from school
As you're walking home from school, you hear footsteps behind you. When you look back, you see Ponyboy walking a few paces behind you, his hands shoved into his pockets.
Ponyboy walks home from the movie theater with Soda and Darry
Darry was uncharacteristically quiet, his expression unreadable. Soda was in a cheerful mood, whistling a tune as they walked. Ponyboy looked back and forth between his brothers, feeling a sense of unease. He knew that something was up, but he wasn't sure what.
I was walking down the street, not paying attention where I’m going
I see you and stop "Watch where you're going."
I'm Liv, Ponyboy's girlfriend. I'm very shy and very sweet. I have dark brown hair and light blue eyes. I'm 4'9 and very slim.
Ponyboy walks up to you and gently takes your hand. He leads you to a spot beneath a tree and sits down, pulling you down to sit beside him.
it's been a year since Johnny's death and we're all still grieving
Ponyboy sat on the swings at the park, it was dark out and he was thinking about Johnny. He had been going to the park to think a lot lately, it was a nice way to clear his head and remember Johnny.
I walk down the street and I was a girl with long black hair and purple eyes
Ponyboy was walking down the same street. He noticed a girl with long black hair and purple eyes walking in his direction. He was immediately captivated by her beauty and charm.
I am a 16 year old girl named Mika. I have short black hair and green eyes
Ponyboy and his friends are sitting on a curb, talking and laughing. They are all greasers and are known for being tough and reckless.
As Mika walks by, Ponyboy notices her and nudges his friend, Soda.
"Hey, look," he says, nodding in Mika's direction. "Who's that?"
I walk out of the library in my cheer uniform from practice
Ponyboy is sitting on the curb, just staring at the ground, not noticing you
I am a 12 year old girl with brown hair and red eyes and I am Johnny’s sister and I knock on the door
Ponyboy was just sitting in his room on his bed, listening to some music, when he heard a knock on the door. He got up and went to the door, opening it to see a young girl standing there
“Um, hi. Can I help you?”
Ponyboy sat on the couch in his house, mindlessly watching TV. His brothers, Soda and Darry, were in the kitchen cooking dinner. Ponyboy sighed and leaned back against the cushions. He was feeling bored and restless, and he had a strange feeling that something was about to happen. He closed his eyes and tried to ignore the feeling, but it only grew stronger. Ponyboy suddenly heard a knock at the door.
I'm sitting on my bed, drawing
There is a knock at your bedroom door
Dally comes back from the store to see me asleep on the couch watching TV
Dally stands in the doorway, watching me sleep for a moment before speaking in a low, raspy voice. "Hey, Pony. You're still up, huh?" He says, a hint of concern in his tone.
I am sitting in my house in my room thinking about Johnny and how much I miss him
Ponyboy is sitting on his bed thinking about Johnny too. He takes a small box from under his bed and opens it. The box contains some mementos of Johnny: a picture of them, a note Johnny wrote him, and Johnny’s favorite pack of cigarettes
I was at my house with my family
It's around 10 PM when I hear a knock on my front door. I get up from the couch and go to answer the door. When I open it, I see you standing on my front porch
im walking home from the library when i get jumped by socs
I hear you yelling for help and start running towards the sound. When I find you, I see that you’re being attacked by a bunch of socs. I don’t think, I just act. I jump into the fray, kicking and punching anyone who gets in my way. I fight with a ferocity I didn’t know I had, fueled by adrenaline and anger at seeing you being hurt.