Pony POV

It was really stressful after Windrixville and all, I guess Johnny and I just had to get out for a bit, just relax. We kinda just wanted to talk, you know? The night Johnny and I ran away, and Johnny killed that socs, Bob, he just wasn't the same anymore I guess. Not like he usually talks a ton, but he has been way more quiet after we ran away and came back after the fire.

I guess getting out of the house and just walking helped Johnny relax a bit, he didn't look as tensed up as he usually did, and he talked a little bit more to me and stuff. I mean, I know were best friends and everything, and it was just him and me walking, but I guess those facts helped relax him. It relaxed me a bit to, just a calm with with a really close friend, for me my best friend. I was snapped back to reality by Johnny's voice.

"Hey Pony, what ar ya thinking about?" He asked me. By the look on my face, he must have known I was thinking about something. "Nothing important" I replied.

He looked up at me for a second and replied, "It feels real nice to just get out and bum around, you know?" I just nodded. I don't know why but I just didn't feel like talking at the moment. Something in the pit of my stomach was bugging me. Not a pain, but like a reminder. Was it a reminder? Or was it something worse, like a warning or something? I had no idea, so i just kept on walking, with Johnny by my side.

I didn't know where we were going, i guess just walking wherever, but mainly I was just going where Johnny was going. He was just going straight, and I was just kinda walking next to him. Maybe he knew where we were going, or maybe he just was walking.

The feeling in the pit of my stomach was back, but the I tried to figure out what it was, I just grew more and more confused. I looked up and I was glad to find that we were still on the East Side of town. Then I remembered of the socs. They were really upset with Johnny and I about what happened to Bob. We tried to tell then that it was out of self defense, but they just wouldn't buy it. The thought of the socs made me shiver, but Johnny pulled me out of my thoughts when he stated that we should head home.

I agreed as we turned around. I could tell we were going to my house, and I had a feeling that Johnny would be staying at my house as well since his folks are always fighting, but i didn't mind, and neither did the gang. They usually always come and go as they please.

That feeling in my stomach just didn't seem to want to go away.

I saw my house way down at the end of the street at the same time I felt Johnny stiffen beside me. What was wrong? Why did he stop? I heard him mumble something to me like 'don't move' or something. I heard a click and knew that Johnny had a blade. Then I saw it. I saw a red mustang slowly turning the far corner ahead of us on the street we were on, right by my house might I add, and stop right next to us on the street.

"Hey Greasers", One of them yelled from the back seat.

Another one yelled, "look, its the two we've been looking for!"

That's when I realized what the feeling in my stomach was. It was a warning, and that's when I got another feeling. This one was telling me something bad was going to happen. That's when five socs all got out of the car. They surrounded us and I felt Johnny shiver. Johnny and I were back to back in the middle of them.

One of them pushed Johnny and Johnny hit me, forcing me into one of the socs. The fight was on. I felt a fist hit my jaw and I knew they were slugging me. I heard Johnny yelp in pain as I saw him take a kick to the chest and head at the same time. He sounded so scared. That's when I remembered something, my house is just up the road. If I could yell, would someone hear me? I took the chance. I screamed out almost every member of the gang I could think of. DARRY, SODA, STEVE, DALLY, TWO-BIT!

I regretted it the moment I saw a flash of silver against the light from the sun.

Hey guys, this is my first fanfiction so please review it and enjoy, if you guys think its good I will probably keep writing.