Disclaimer:Sadly, the outsiders still are not mine. Oh I'll have them one day. . . Just not today:(
It was Saturday evening, and I was on my way to school for detention. Detention. That word shouldn't even be in my vocabulary. Seriously, I got detention for a paper airplane. Keyword, paper. What was it going to do, take someone's eye out?
Good news though, I learned that I wasn't going to be the only one in detention, so this could be. . . okay I guess. It all depends on who these other people are.
Lost in my own little world, I didn't even notice that I had arrived to school already. "Hey, what are you doing here? Trying to get extra credit or something." I looked to my left from where the voice came. It was Dallas Winston. I heard he nearly gave Curly Shepherd brain damage.
I gulped and said,"I-I have detention." Damn, I thought, why did I have to stutter.
He laughed,"You? You have detention? What did you do, tell a teacher they got the wrong answer on a problem?" he laughed again.
I blushed,"NO! What are you here for? Got caught trying to fuck the principal's daughter!"
He stopped laughing, and his eyes turned cold,"You better shut your mouth, before you lose your two front teeth." He threatened.
I got scared, because I knew he could beat me up in less then five seconds. "Sorry!" I said then ran inside the school, and headed for detention.
Oh god, what have I gotten myself into. . .
I was just about done with writing, NO TALKING!, when in walked Ponyboy Michaels. He had a few books in his arms like he always does.
Is he in detention, I thought. What could he be here for? He's my best student.
"Hello," I said.
"Hi," he said barely over a whisper. I frowned,"Are you alright?"
"I'm fine," he rushed to the back of the classroom, and sat with his head down.
Hmm, something happened, and I'm going to find out. I paused for a second wondering why I feel so protective of him.
I was walking up the school stairs when I saw Dally. "Hey what's up Dal?" He looked at me,"Hey Steve." That's it, I thought. "What's wrong,man,"I asked. "Nothing, man," he's lying, I thought.
"Alright then, "I said. Three, two, one. . ."Fine, do you know Ponyboy Michaels?" I shook my head. "Well, he came here for detention, and I kind of made fun of him." Okay, I'm still confused. Dally makes fun of people all the time.
"I don't know man. It's nothing just forget it." Okay serious mood swings.
I'm at the detention door well, I thought, here goes nothing. I walked in and saw a boy in the back reading a book. How lame is that, I thought.
"Please take a seat Mr. Randle," said Mr. Curtis.
I turned to look for a seat, and met a pair of greenish-grey eyes. These eyes held a story behind them. I could get lost in those eyes, I thought. I stared a little longer at his eyes, then went to his features. He beautiful skin, it looked to be a little tanned. He had this auburn like hair, I could tell he was a greaser.
He's good looking no doubt. Maybe this detention won't be so bad after all.
Awww, how cute he's blushing.
I was up in my room listening to my parents fight again. Why did I have to be the one to have a messed up life, I thought. CRASH! Oh, what did they break this time? I looked over at my clock, and sighed. I guess I have to head to school now. I don't even see why the principle got all upset. I mean I only had 30 unexcussed absences and 20 tardies! So what is the big deal?
As I was getting ready to leave, my mind started to go on it's own. I started thinking about my crush. . . CRASH! "Goddamn it", I sighed.
I walked down the stairs, heading for the door," Hey! Where do you think you're going?" my mom yelled. "I have detention," I said. "Oh, great! How did my life turn out like this? A disrespectful husband and a juvenile son. God what am I going to do now?"
"I can think of few things," I mumbled.
"Noting, nothing,"I said walking out the door.
As I was walking away I could here her say,"Jesus would forgive me if I put glass in your father's food!"
That's my life, I thought.
I'm leaning against the school smoking a cigarette, when a car pulls up. I'm shocked at first, but not because I have never seen a car before, that would be ridiculous. But because it's a soc's car. Why is a soc coming here? Can't be for detention can it? Probably just wants some extra credit, I thought.
Instead of me seeing a soc like I expected. I saw a greaser get out of the car. This guy looks like a movie star. The car drives off.
"Hey greaser!"I shouted. He looked at me. "Was that soc giving you any trouble?"I asked. He looked at me like I was crazy.
"No,"he said. He has a great voice. I wonder what it would sound like if I got him in bed."That's my boyfriend,"he continued.
I can't believe he thought that Bob would hurt me. What an ass.