Social Outsiders (The Outsiders Sequel)

The name is Ponyboy Curtis and it has been a year since I last wrote a story about my life. This time, the story isn’t like the one before where tragedy happens and I’m on the run. No-this time I’m in love and with a very special girl. Her name wasn’t Cherry Valance and it wasn’t Marcia…it was Torrie Simpson. She wasn’t your average girl, she wasn’t a regular Soc.

Torrie was innocent and she had compassion in her. She was blond and she had blue eyes, but she wasn’t very tough. I always thought about her in class and she wasn’t the type to wait for an invitation to be asked out. She is making me recover from the low times in my life that happened almost over a year ago. She wasn’t a replacement for Johnny or Dallas, she was simply my girlfriend.

Torrie was a dreamer like me and watched the sun set every night with me. She was the first person I could watch a movie at the movie house with without a single problem. I enjoyed her company and she enjoyed mine. I am her protector as well, and that’s how we make such a great couple. We didn’t meet in a fancy way, or at a movie; we met at school.

Bell Rings

“Good morning class,” our teacher said to all of us. Today was another one of those days where the teacher told you to find a partner. Of course I was left out and alone, but I didn’t realize there was one last person who didn’t have a single partner. The teacher made us work together and it was a little strange at first. She didn’t speak; at least I never remembered her saying a single word in the first minutes within us meeting.

I decided I would be the one to speak first, “This project is about a book that we should read, you know as a team?”

She then looked at me, “I believe we should read Gone with the Wind.”

I then gave her a funny look, “You read that book?”

She laughed softly and said, “All the time. I love reading, watching movies, and watching the sun set at night.”

I then smiled. I’m not going to lie, I felt comfortable around her within minutes, “Want to come to my house to work on the project? Or we can do your house because either way would be fine with me.” Way to go Pony, ruin the moment. I never think.

She laughed again, “Your house will be fine.”

“Okay,” I replied.

We worked until the period ended and we headed to our next class. Torrie was down to earth and she wasn’t like any other girl here at the school. She didn’t care about what people thought about her and who she was around. She just wanted to live life and have fun with the ones she loves. We both agree on everything, even how we think is very similar.

At lunch we ate together as her friends watched us. She seemed not to care and ignored them just so she could talk to me. She just recently moved here from a city up in California. She never said much about her past or about her personal life. I never questioned what she said because to be honest, she seemed to be out of my league in smarts and in looks.

After school, we walked to my house and she asked me about my life. She listened to every word without a sigh or sign of boredom. Was she really that interested in my life? She didn’t even ask me if I was trying to get into her pants, never once questioned my invitation to my house. What will Darry say?

“So Pony,” she began to say, “tell me about some of your friends.”

I looked down at the ground, “Well, I have Steve, and Two-Bit.”

“Is that all?” She asked me.

“I had two other friends, but they died you see,” I replied.