Your mom never wore dresses. Some people were over you didn't know. They were dressed so nice. Your mom had made them breakfast. You were freaked out. You walked outside to go for a walk. The neighborhood was different. You were dressed in your greaser outfits like always. Kids and adults would stare you down as you walked down the street. You looked at your outfit and thought it was pretty. It was ripped jeans, leather jacket, and a cross tank top. You walked as you didn't recognize the streets. You walked to the park. You found Pony there and ran towards him. "Pony what's going on?" "I don't know" he said. You woke up as the thought scared you. You walked into the kitchen to see what was there. You saw your mom with no dress and no one at the table. You sighed in relief. "Hi honey I have to go to work early so I'll see you after" she said and kissed you then walked out the door. "Okay bye" you said. Your parents were different from the other greasers. They were home more and cared more. You were richer then most. But weren't that rich.
We saw a car going around the park. Uh-oh. It wasn't just any old car. It was Bob's car. "We should make a run for it." I said to Pony "No we should stay." he said back. Carli and I sat behind them staring at Bob and all the others. Carli said to all of us. "Why can't Bob walk around the door instead of over it? What is it to much energy?" We all wanted to laugh,but, then they would be on to us. "You know what a greaser is? Whitetrash with long greasy hair." Bob said. We all got a sick feeling because that hurt all of us. Even though me and Carli only sneak a drop of it here and there... it still hirt us. Ponyboy said "Oh ya well do you know what asoc is? "What" said Bob "Whitetrash with mustangs and madras." Then he spit at them. Why pony why? we all run as fast as we could. I guess it was not fast enough because next thing I knew I was on the ground next to Johnny and Carli. "Where is Pony?" I asked all shaky "Is he dead?" "No I'm all alright." Ponyboy said