I walked over to my locker, so much for first day of high school. I saw Two-bit nearby, flirting with blonde girls. Typical.

I grabbed my english book, and my books for next class.

"Ponyboy." Two-bit motioned me over.

"What is it Two-bit?" He pulled me along.

"Alright ya see the cheerleaders?" I gave him a nod.

"The redhaired one is looking at you." She came over.

"Hey miss would you like to join the squad? I think you would be an easy one to be on top of the pyramid." She asked, holding a clipboard. Two-bit burst out laughing.

"They thought you were a girl." He slapped his knee.

"O-oh I'm sorry." She was flustered, and walked away quickly.

"Why?" I asked myself.

"Come on Ponygirl I'll take you to get some bras, maybe a skirt or two." I glared at him.

"Maybe I'll act like one, and give a motherfucker a slapping." I growled out.

He shut the hell up.

"Alright fine. Maybe I should walk you to class, just to be polite." He put his arm around me.

"I'm not a chick."

"Well you certainly look like one." He laughed.

"Go away I'm tired of you." I yelled at him.

"Damn girl don't yell at me." He played along.

People started to notice, they waited for a hit.

"I said I'm tired of you." I said once more.

"Alright girl, but don't come back when your horny." He said.

I was about to speak, but I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"He bothering you sweetheart?" I saw a soc come up behind me.

"Sure." I said.

Two-bit laughed again.

"Damn what you gonna hit me Pone." I did what he said, right on the eye. He fell backwards.

"Holy fuck, that stings." He touched it.

"Well you get what you derserve." I crossed my arms, picked up my books, then left him sitting on the floor.

"Damn Bob you want her?" Randy asked me.

"Fuck yes." She had lots of fight in her, she took that guy out, like he was nothing.

"She's a grease. Did you see the guy she was with? Two-bit Matthews, from what I heard he likes blondes. I wonder why he is with the girl though." He tried to ponder it.

"Cause she's beautiful. Come on let's go." We walked on to our english class.

There I saw my greaser princess, Randy nudged me.

"Go sit by her." He whispered.

I walked over, and sat. She read a book, she was completely into it.

"So you have a good right arm." I said.

She turned the page, and kept on reading.

"Hey miss?" I tapped on her desk, she snapped right up.

"Huh? O-oh sorry." Damn she was flustered, so gorgous.

"I'm sorry. What did you say?" She put her book down, all her attention on me.

"I was wondering if you wanted a ride home. Cause it seems you, and your boyfriend Matthews are done with." I asked.

"Oh he's not my boyfriend." I gave a nod.

"So you still need a ride?" I asked her.

"Wait. Do you think I'm a girl?" I gave her a nod.

"I'm a boy." I would've thought I would care, but I didn't. He was my greaser, probably my new favortie greaser.

"So?" I asked.

"Then you can't date me, or give me a ride." He argued.

"Yeah I'll just drag you into my car, and force you to tell me where you live." I said.

"And if I don't?"

"You can sleep over at my house. In my home, upstairs, in my room. In my bed, with me." He blushed, and looked away.

"Fine." He had surrendered.

"Good I don't want anyone jumping you, and messing up that pretty little face of yours." I leaned back.

Hook, line, and sinker. I had the greaser princess, she would be all mine.

"Hey Bob." I heard a girl yell.

Shit I forgot all about Cherry.

"Oh hey Cherry." I said.

"What's wrong Bob you sound sad?" Fuck.

"Well Cherry I think we should take a break." I told her.

"You've seen a girl you like, haven't you?" She knew.

"Yeah."

"Do you know her name?" Wait I didn't know her name.

"No."

"As usual you jump into things without thinking." She laughed.

"So we're good then?" I asked.

"Of corse, but if you need girl help feel free to ask." She walked away.

Good old Cherry, always helping.

I saw my princess hanging around Matthews again.

"He still bothering you sweetheart?" I asked.

Matthews turned, he had a black eye.

"No. Are we cool Two-bit." My princess asked.

"No, but I was drunk this morning." He said.

"Lies. Two-bit you were sober." He moved his jaw.

"Fuck you caught me." Matthews walked away.

"Come on sweetheart." I guided her to my car.
I opened the door for her, then shut it.

"Why do you even care for a grease like me?" She asked once I was in the car.

"I don't even know." I admitted.

"Your weird, but not as weird as me." He held his books against his chest.

"Its okay sweetheart." I said putting my arm around him.

"Don't call me that, my name is Ponyboy." He yelled.

"Thats a sweet name, so you gonna ket me ride you." I asked.

"Shut up, or I'll give you a shiner too." She pulled her books closer.

"I'm sorry." I watched as she looked out the window.

I started up my car.

"Where do I turn?" I asked him.

"Right here. Then go straight till you see the fifth house." She said.

I drove down, I saw little kids pointing at my car yelling 'Soc'. I saw about two people in front of the fifth house.

"Stop." He said.

"Why?"

"That's Curly and Tim out there." She seemed worried, not for herself, but for me.

"So?" I pulled into the driveway. I saw them reach for blades.

She got out.

"What the fuck ya doin' with a soc Pony?" I saw the curly headed one say.

"Its okay Curly, he's a friend." My grease tried.

"Friend, are you sure he don't want a good fuck?" Pony looked at him.

"Curly you know I'm too young for that." He said.

"How ya sure he won't take advantage of you?" He said raising his blade.

"Tim please back me up." Pony whinned.

"Curly go easy on Pony." The older one said.

"Fine come on Pone." He pulled him inside.

The older one glared at me, as he shut the door.

Holy Pony's family was tough on him. I pulled out of the driveway.

At least I got to know where the Pony lived, maybe I should come over at midnight.

A/N: Should I continue?

YES Bob thought Ponyboy was a girl, creepy I know. Alright bye...