Okay, right now I have to explain something to you. My name is Ponyboy Curtis and I have been transported into the future. I have to tell this story in the form of a blog because the only other version of it is in the form of a little known book written by a crazy girl that I was able to convince to write it. I have only been using these things called "Computers" for a short amount of time so I have only now realized how to "Blog". Please, take all of this seriously, for if you don't the mighty iPods will enslave us all (I can't explain this to you, they said that you shouldn't know too much about the future). Well, back to my story.
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So, when I got back to the house I swallowed five aspirins when nobody was looking, showered, and got dressed. While I was waiting for everybody to get ready for the rumble I started to ask everybody why they like to fight, and got some good answers out of all of them. When I was all relaxed and ready to leave Darry came over to me and said that I didn't look too good and probably shouldn't be in the rumble. Just as I was about to lose all hope Soda stepped in and we convinced Darry that I could fight. After our little discussion we all went flying out the door (and by flying I mean we leaped and did acrobatic tricks through the air) and we headed off towards the vacant lot.
When we arrived at the park we saw that the other gangs were there waiting for us. It was quite a sight to see all of the greaser gangs gathered in the lot, but we walked right up and shook their hands showing them that we were all on the same side for the night. When I look at these guys it just makes me want to make something of myself even more, I don't ever want to grow up to be like what these guys are now. Some of us had been spread out and talking to the other gang members, but when the Socs came we all went back to our own gangs. We all lined up and cleared out the rules, but when it came to starting it nobody moved. Then Darry stepped forward and said that he could take on anyone, when nobody came forward I was starting to wonder if anything was even going to happen this night, but then one Soc came forward and said "Hello, Darrel.", which was met with a "Hello, Paul." It was apparent that there was some history between these two guys, because all they did for the next minute was glare into the other's eye and radiate hate out to everyone else. They started the fight by walking around in a circle facing each other, waiting for the perfect time to strike. But just then Dally ran in telling everybody to "Hold up!", and when Darry stopped and looked over the Soc took his swing. The fight was on. I looked around, but to my misfortune I couldn't find a Soc my size, so I took the next best one and jumped on him. Dally was right beside me already fighting a guy and we were able to have a brief conversation about why he was here, until the Soc I was fighting pinned me down and was punching me to death. But Darry came to my rescue and knocked the guy off of me. I decided that I would be of better use helping Dally since he only had one good arm, so I went over and jumped on the Soc's back trying to strangle him. He knocked me off but I went right back up there. Then Dally knocked him backwards and we all rolled on the ground. I can't really remember much of the rest of the fight too well, but It goes something like this: One Soc was kicking me extremely hard while I Dally was punching him and I was still grasping around the neck of the one Soc. Then the one that was kicking me kicked me really hard in the head that I just had to lay limp and try and not blackout. All of a sudden he stopped kicking me, and then I heard somebody that sounded like Two-Bit (I wasn't sure if it was him) yelling that the Socs were running away! We had won! I looked over and I saw all of our gang members, but event though they were black and blue that were all cheering.
Dally stood beside me for a minute watching the scene, but then he turned to me and told me that we were seeing Johnny, so I ran after him (well, not really ran, more like stumbled) and we hopped in the car. We were driving really fast towards the hospital, but when a police car pulled us over we were able to trick the policeman into escorting us through the city to the hospital. When we arrived at the hospital we ran through the lobby and into the elevator, but when we got to his room the doctor said that he was dying. Dally pulled out his blade and demanded that we see him, but then the doctor said that we could see him only because we were his friends, and not because of the switchblade. I was really scared when we walked into the room, I saw Johnny there lying still and white and I was scared that he was dead already, but Dally called his name softly and he woke up. He told Johnny about what happened and that he was proud of him for doing what he did and being a hero. Then Johnny looked over to me and said "Stay gold, Ponyboy. Stay gold.", and then he died. I didn't know how to take it, but Dally seemed to be taking it pretty terribly, he went a little crazy, freaked out, and then bolted out the door.
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