Hey everyone! Please read this story and review. I'm gonna ask you to be completely honest when you review. Well any ways I think this is an interesting thing to write, and I hope you think so too. Here is a more detailed description of the story:

We all know what the story, The Outsiders, says. Well, what if Darry had decided not to take responsibility over Soda and Ponyboy? What if he decided to do what he wanted to do, instead of thinking of his brothers? Well here he does. He goes off to college in California, and hasn't heard from his brothers since. Here we will see all three of the brothers POVs. We will see what happened with their lives, and whether it was for better or for worse. R&R please.

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Darry's POV

I was finally in college. It took many sacrifices, but I did it. I knew I had to, but I often wondered what would have happened if I decided to be the guardian of my two younger brothers. I knew I couldn't if I wanted to become successful, which has been a dream of mine all my life. I didn't want to be poor anymore. I was sick of it. I knew that with Sodapop and Ponyboy I would never have been able to make it this far. I often wonder though how they are in the boys' home. I wonder if they got adopted. I guess I'll never know because I'm not going back to Oklahoma. I came to California, and I like it here. USC was the school I had my eye focused on and I got in, and it's where I'm staying.

"Hey, Darry you in there?"

"Yeah," I called out.

My friend Alan came in carrying a football. "You wanna play football with us?"

"Yeah, sure," I said excitedly. I loved football just as much as I loved studies, possibly more.

We went out to the football field. There were several people there already.

"Finally," one of them said. "We've been waiting all day for you, Darry."

"Stop your whining, Dean," I said.

We played football until it got dark. Then we all went our dorms. I was really hungry by the time I got up there, so I prepared food. Joey, who was my dorm partner didn't know how to cook so I ended up cooking for him too, unless he bought something.

"Yo, what up, Darrel?" said Joey as he came in. He was all wet so I guessed he just came in form swimming practice. He was a great swimmer, and my best friend.

"Not much. Hey be sure not to get the stuff wet."

"I won't, don't worry." He went into the bedroom and called, " What's for dinner?"

"Chicken and rice," I replied.

"Sounds good."

We ate dinner, and by that time I was wiped out. Thank God I had finished all my homework earlier. I watched TV for a while then I got ready for bed.

"Going to bed, Joey. Night."

"This early! Are you crazy?"

"No I just need rest for tomorrow."

"What's tomorrow?"

"School!"

"Yeah, well nothing important. You gotta loosen up, man."

"No, you gotta get disciplined. You can't be going to bed like at 3 o'clock in the morning. You won't be able to concentrate in school."

"Okay, you do what you think you should do, and I'll do what I think I should do, okay?"

"Okay. Night, man."

"Night."

I went to bed, but I couldn't sleep. Something was bugging me. I wasn't sure why, but I felt guilty.