bạn looked at him and sat down on a bench. "Sure" bạn đã đưa ý kiến as he sat down bởi you. "I'm a Soc." bạn đã đưa ý kiến still hating the fact bạn were one. "What?" "I'm a Soc. then a greaser" bạn đã đưa ý kiến not knowing how to explain it. "So bạn were a Soc. then became a greaser?" "Yes" bạn said. "How what happened?" "My dad died in a car crash" bạn đã đưa ý kiến as his face became pale as yours did to. "Really my parents died in a train crash" he said. "Oh my god ngựa con, ngựa, pony I'm sorry" bạn đã đưa ý kiến feeling thêm bad for him. "It's fine" he said. tiếp theo week bạn walked in to the phòng bếp, nhà bếp to find your mom with a big smile. "What's that mom?" bạn đã đưa ý kiến as she held a white paper with lots if words. "We have enough money to di chuyển into a richer neighborhood" she đã đưa ý kiến as happy as she could. Your tim, trái tim stopped in unhappiness. bạn didn't want to leave Ponyboy bạn lived close to him. "When are we moving?" "Not sure. We will go and look at houses" she said. "Okay" bạn đã đưa ý kiến and smiled a fake smile. She walked out of the room and into a different one. " mom I'm going to Ruthies" bạn said. bạn ran out the door to Ruthies. The two of bạn were good enough Những người bạn bạn would just walk into the house. bạn ran into her house as her parents weren't home. "Ruthie!" She came out of the phòng bếp, nhà bếp and smiled once she saw you.
