Disclaimer: I do not own The Outsiders

WARNINGS: SLASH SLASH SLASH! MALE+MALE RELATIONSHIP…DON'T READ IF YOU DON'T LIKE!

READ AT YOUR ON RISK…

Note: After the events of the book, Johnny and Dallas are still alive.

Revised as of October 8, 2005

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A have a secret;

A secret that can get me killed in this town. One that would break my girlfriends heart…

You see, I'm in love with someone…and its not her, my girlfriend, she's more of a good friend.

I'm in love with a boy.

That's two large red "X's" for me, huh?

I'm a Soc, who is a boy, who is in love with another boy, who happens to be a greaser.

I had a friend, Bob, he was my best friend…well, maybe not my best friend since he got on my nerves a lot anyways, that's not the point. The point is, he's dead…

His friend kill him, but Bob deserved it, I think. So do I, I should've been killed too. I tried to kill him! The one I love!

But, I was drunk…! I keep telling myself.

Just an excuse.

I park my blue Mustang in the parking lot next to the school. In a few minutes I'll see him. I'm lucky enough to have first period World History with him. Him, my infatuation.

A few minutes later I am walking down the hall trying to act normal, as if nothing was on my mind, as if nothing was new. However, he was on my mind, and I was looking for him.

I greeted my friends, and pushed through the underclassmen, Socs and Greasers alike, to my locker where, coincidently, he was there. His locker two from mine…I had never known that! He was taking books from his locker and placing them into his bag.

"Hey Randy." Cherry Valance came up to me, alone. Marcia, my girlfriend, wasn't with her.

"Marcia is sick, a small cold. But, you know her, she doesn't want to contaminate anyone." Cherry answered my unasked question.

I simply nodded, that was strange normally she would've called me to let me know she wasn't coming to school.

"Hey Pony." Cherry said, bringing me out of my thoughts. She turned to him, a large smile on her face, and I found myself holding my breath as he looked at the both of us.

"Hey Cherry, Randy." His face, his eyes. I had to stop I was obsessing again.

Yes, Ponyboy Curtis is the boy I'm infatuated with. I don't know when it started; maybe it was that time at Dairy Queen…when I realized we both were the same. We didn't belong with our groups, Socs and Greasers, we belonged someplace else.

"Hey." I replied slowly letting out my breath. "You're feeling better, I see."

"Yeah. Much better. I still have a headache thought." I gave a small smile, placing a notebook into his bag.

"That's good," Cherry started, "not the headache part but, you feeling better is good." Cherry paused, "and how's your friend? The one that was shot by the police?"

"Dally? He's okay, as good as any person with four unnatural bullets in them can be." He replied, "He's getting out the hospital soon, and I bet the nurses and doctors can't wait to get rid of him." He chuckled and shrugged and shut his locker just as the bell rung.

"I bet." Cherry rolled her eyes, and said bye to us and ran off going towards her first period classroom.

"C'mon, old Burns is gonna have a cow if we're tardy." Pony said to me.

"We have 6 minutes until the tardy bell." I hit my head then, remembering our crazy history teacher. "Urg, never mind, I forgot,"

"You're on time if you're early, and you're late if you're on time" He and I both quoted our teacher in unison.

We laughed then…well he laughed, and I stared. That's when I noticed something, just a few weeks ago you wouldn't have seen us give each other a second glance. You wouldn't have seen us talking or anything

An unwritten rule, Socs and Greasers couldn't be friends.

But, Ponyboy wasn't a Greaser…well, he was. But, he wasn't a down right dirty hood. I didn't care about any of that though, he's my friend. He's the guy that I loved.

He noticed me staring at him and blushed scarlet, "What?" He asked.

"Nothing," I answered looking away, "So how's your other friend, Johnny?"

"He's doing better. He might go into therapy soon, and he apologizes everyday about that scare he put us through, that night after the Rumble."

We made it to class then, and I turned to him. "Pony, I'm glad that your friends are good. But," I paused for a second, "I'm even happier that you're okay." I went into class leaving him behind confused.

When I sat in my seat, he walked past me and shot me a questioning look.

After class, I didn't see Pony for about 3 and half hours, until lunchtime.

The afternoon bell rung, releasing us for lunch. I dashed out into the hall way, looking for a familiar blonde greased head.

I caught him, going out the side door of the school, I taking a pack of cigarettes from his pocket "Hey, come to lunch with us." I blurred out before he could say a word.

I think I scarred him cause he jumped alittle, "Us?" He asked putting the white stick between his lips.

"Yeah, with my friends and I."

"But um…" He raised an eyebrow, lighting the cigarette with a silver lighter.

I just rolled my eyes," I know what you're going to say, 'we're Socs, blah blah blah you're a greaser blah blah bllah'…don't worry about that."

He looked down at his shoes, looking a little nervous. "But, they don't like me." He squeaked out.

Gosh, he was so adorable.

I gave him a small smile, placing my hand on his shoulder "If you come on already we can probably ditch them. They're slower then a cow walking on his own to the slaughter house."

I pulled him by his arm and we went across the street, and luckily I was right and my friends hadn't made it.

We went to Dairy Queen for lunch, I smiled as I watched as his finished his burger and started on his Sundae, as I slowly ate my own.

After a while, he placed the half eaten Sundae down, and looked at me out the corner of her eye.

"Thanks."

"For what?" I balled up all the wrapped and placed them in the empty bag by my foot as trash.

"Taking me to lunch."

"No problem, I wanted to." I grabbed a napkin, "and you have a little chocolate on your cheek." I reached forward and dabbed the napkin where the chocolate was…

and as I did so, my fingers "accidentally" brushed across his lips…

his beautiful green-gray eye looked into mine..

…and before I could stop myself…

Our lips met.

We kissed just for seconds, a few wonderful seconds…I was in heaven…

He was the one who broke the kiss of course by looking away.

"I'm sorry." I mumbled, and fumbled with my seat belt until I got it buckled. He did the same with his

The drive back to school was a quiet one and we sat in the almost empty parking lot, since it was 10 minutes until the bell, and no one had came back yet, quietly.

We sat there for a good 5 minutes, silently, before people started arriving.

"Listen Pony." I turned to him, "I'm sorry about that, really…it's just…" He hushed me by placing his hand on mine and gave it a squeeze.

He quickly got out and shut the door, poking his head through the opened window.

"Randy, don't apologize for that, you have not reason to. I'll see you later."

No reason to? What was that suppose to mean? I asked myself as I watched him cross the street to our school.

I heard the bell ring, but I didn't move. "No reason to?" I said aloud.

I sat back in my seat and smiled…today, is a good day.

I looked at my watch, "Shit," I cursed as I scrambled to get my backpack from the back seat, "I'm gonna be late!"

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