Letters Under The Sun|| The Outsiders|| Ponyboy Curtis x Johnny Cade.

2-19-1962

"Hey Johnny, it's Ponyboy. Dally seems to be protective of you. Those socs that came up to you ran away when Dally stepped behind you. They weren't tuff, just scummy rich filth Dally could squash with his boot. Dally's real tuff. My Ma' and Pa' want me to be as tuff as Dally, but as understanding as Soda and Darry. They're going on a vacation next year to the big city. If you want, me, you, Soda and Dally could hang at the park. Maybe me and you could look at the sunset while we smoke."

I threw my pencil. "Stupid" I mumbled, knowing Soda's gonna laugh at me for something this stupid. Sitting under the sunset? He'd call that a fag activity. I'm not a fag, and I'll never get caught bein' one. Johnny's just an older kid who needs better protection, I don't care about him. I got up from my seat, crumpling the letter up and shoving it in my bad pocket, the one with holes in it. I walked the long trail to the park alone, I had my jacket on this time due to the weather outside. That's when I happen to spot Dally and Johnny hanging out. Dally's hand was on Johnny's head in a playful way. For some reason, I felt a pit in my stomach. Johnny was MY friend, and Dally was all over him like bees during pollination. I felt sick inside. Why do I feel so angry at Dally? I knew Johnny longer, that's why. Johnny's MY friend, MY greaser. I clenched my fists and huffed. "Dally, I didn't know you hung out with Johnny during the evenings.." My voice was laced with a bit of sarcasm. "Chill, Pony, I'm just teasin' him" Dally laughed, his tone was a bit mocking. "Looks like fag behavior to me" I couldn't help but blurt that, and Dally quickly took his hand off of Johnny's hair. Finally, my greaser could be left alone. "Well, you act like a fag more than me, slut!" Dally's voice roared in slight anger as he stomped off. Johnny looked at me as if he'd saw a ghost. "H-How's it, Ponyboy?" He stuttered, which was kinda funny to me in a way. "All good, Johnny" I couldn't help but smile at him, he was my first closer age friend.