I only updated today because I'm tried of people complaining the chapters are too short I'm trying my best here. I have writers block sometimes so that's why the chapters are so short.

"We're just kidding Pony." Darry sounded calm now, he was chuckling kindly at his brother, realizing Pony was not happy with them laughing at his inner thoughts.

Pony sighed, the gang took this as a sign to quit laughing, Darry took it as a sign to continue.

"He's always happy-go-lucky and grinning, while Darry's hard and firm and rarely grins at all. But then, Darry's gone through a lot in this twenty years, grown up so fast. Sodapop will never grow up at all. I don't know which way's best. I'll find out one of these days.

Anyway, I went on walking home, thinking about the movie, and then suddenly wishing I had some company. Greasers can't walk alone too much or they'll get jumped, or someone will come by and scream "Greaser!" at them, which doesn't make you feel too hot, if you know what I mean."

The whole gang nodded. They knew what he meant exactly.

"We get jumped by Socs. I'm not sure how you spell it, (Two-Bit, "Of course he'll worry 'bout the spelling!: Soda, "Not sure anyone knows how..") but it's the abbreviation of the Socials, the jet set, the West-side rich kids. It's the term 'Greaser', which is used to class all us boys on the East side. We're poorer than the Socs and the middle class. I reckon we're wilder, too. Not like the Socs, who jump greasers and wreck houses and throw beer blasts for kicks, and get editorials in the paper for being a public disgrace on day and an asset to society the next. Greasers are almost like hoods; we steal things and drive old souped-up cars and hold up gas stations and have a gang fight once in a while."

Everyone nodded. They, again, understood.

"See! Every peaceful little Pone sees it too! Socs do ten things bad- breaking laws and crap, and the next day they're getting the nobel prize! But if a greaser breaks just one little law, oh no! We get bad rep for life- and in some cases, *cough*, we get in jail and held up at stations! It just ain't fair!" Two-Bit ranted.

"You done?"

"Yeah Johnny, I'm done."

The weather started to lighten up after 5 hours of none- stop pounding.

Dally was the one who first saw it stop raining and said "Hey guys the rain finally stop anyone wanna go have a beer." But no one did, so Dally went by himself.

Soon Two-Bit and Steve went home and all who were left was Pony,Soda,Darry and Johnny.

"Johnny's parents didn't care if he came home or not" so Johnny slept over. Darry didn't mind that he did. Pony went to sleep worried what the gang will find in his story.

Hope you enjoyed I will try to post a bit more of a chapter. I'm sorry to the people saying its to short. I'm trying my best.