Johnny Cade was on a train. His destination: a small town called Tulsa.

Johnny had abusive parents, so the child services took Johnny away from them. The child services wouldn't have found out about him if it hadn't been for his aunt, who had reported his parents. The child services then sent the sixteen-year-old to live with his Aunt Mary in Oklahoma.

His aunt was nice. She was the sister of his father, and surprisingly, nothing like him. She didn't like beer. She was very gentle and sweet. She had long black hair, to about her waist. She had these pale blue eyes, that looked strange with her tan complexion to most people, but Johnny thought it looked nice. It was unique, it fitted her.

She loved animals; she had three dogs and two birds. She had no kids, however, and no husband or boyfriend. Johnny would be the only one living with her for a while.

Johnny had been minding his own business when suddenly the child services came and took him away from his screeching mother and his drunken father.

He didn't mind, of course; he never had any close friends in Ohio anyway. He was actually a little bit excited to start fresh, to start all over.

That tiny bit of excitement dissolved into nothing when he stepped in front of his new school.

It wasn't huge, in fact it was smaller then his old school. He was nervous, though.

He started his was into the building, looking down as always. He found his way to what appeared to be a main office.

It turned out to be a one-leveled school.

He went up to the receptionist, and with a lot of blushing and stuttering, managed to get his name out. She handed him a schedule.

Johnny was enlisted as a sophomore. He had failed a grade last year, which he wasn't proud of.

He had a regular schedule. All of the basics: English, math, science, history, etc.

He headed off to his first class: English 10.

Johnny went up to the teacher. She had short blond hair with many highlights, and brown eyes.

"Mr. Cade?" Johnny nodded.

"Ah, yes, take a seat next to Mr. Curtis; I'm sure he'll show you around. I'll assign you a textbook later."

He nodded and sat down next to the boy she had called "Mr. Curtis".

The boy had reddish brown hair. He had green-grey eyes, and light skin.

"Hi," the boy said. "I'm Ponyboy."

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