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 JOHNNY, DALLY, AND PONYBOY
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After the sunset the both of u got up as it was dark. He walked u home. "Bye" u said. "Bye" he said. "See ya tomorrow at school" u zei and went inside. "Yeah" he zei and walked away. The volgende dag u got ready and walked to school. u saw pony walking to school also. door now u were in front of him as u walked. He bumped into u joking around. "Watch were-" u started then relieved it was Pony. He was laughing as u thought it wasn't funny. "You're not funny" u said. "Yes I am" he zei and smiled trying not to laugh. His friend Two-bit came out of now where and walked with...
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After I told Steve and Soda about what had happened with Marcia, they kept on ranting on about how they're going to get me a new girl. "Is there anyone you've got an eye on?" Soda asked, as he smirked. To be honest, there wasn't really anyone. Well, at least that's what I thought. "Nah, not really." They both looked at me. "What do u mean, not really?" Steve asked in a 'Oooing' voice. Now both of them were smirking wildly. "I mean, there's no one I really like." I was lying through my teeth. I knew that I was slowly falling for Mary, but I could never tell them. Mary was my best friend, and...
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I heard the knock two times, and figured that it was just the wind, making a boom branch blow and hit my window. I flipped through the channels, and turned on My Cousin Vinny. As the knocking grew faster, I knew that it wasn't the wind. I got myself out of bed, and threw the remote on my pillow. I walked over to the window, and pulled on the small, rusty latch. When I finally managed to pull the latch out, I slowly opened my window. "Two-Bit?" I asked in a confused voice. I was kneeling door the window, and my room was on the first floor, so Two-Bit and I were eye-level. I looked at Two-Bit's...
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I set number seventeen down.

Seventeen.

Seventeen bottles of bier I have drunk in the past 37 minutes.

Seventeen.

I pick up number eighteen, twist the pet, glb off, and pour it down my throat. It’s tasteless.

I lean my head back against the uithangbord from where I sit on the floor of my basement.

I see a football. Danny’s football. It used to be Danny’s football. Now it’s just some football my son used to hold, used to play with. It probably smelled like him. Part of me wanted to go pick it up, the other part of me didn’t wanted to be reminded of the last time we played football together.

I pick up number nineteen, and out of the corner of my eye see (Y/N)’s old dolls, something we thought we could use for our little girl someday.

But that’s not going to happen.

I know what happened. I saw their mangled, bruised, broken, dead bodies after their accident.
I pick up number twenty.
“I’m freezing,” u mutter, teeth chattering.

Soda looks at u from the driver’s seat, watching u shiver. He grabs your hand.

“We’ll be home pagina soon.” He says reassuringly, squeezing your hand. He squints and leans forward. “If I could actually see in front of me.” He muttered.

The snow was coming down hard, and it was pitchblack outside. The straat lights were black out from the flurries of heavy snow.

All of a sudden, Soda jerked the car onto the volgende exit.

“Soda, this isn’t the right exit.”

“Y/N, there is no way we can drive home pagina safely in this weather. We’re just gonna...
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During filming, the actors playing the "soc"s were gegeven leather-bound scripts and were put up in luxury accommodations, while the "greasers" were gegeven battered paperback scripts and had to stay in the ground floor of the hotel, as director Francis Ford Coppola wanted to create tension between the two groups.

The letter jas that the "soc" is wearing as he challenges Darrel is the letter jas from the High School that auteur S.E. Hinton attended.

Over a half uur of the film was cut before release, due to movie executives fearing it to be too long and a chance of upsetting fans of the...
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