read this with johnny's voice in your head
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cigarettes man.
the more i smoke, the stupider i get i think ... cigarettes always get me in trouble and actually come to think of it; cigarettes have always gotten me trouble. remember i was telling you about the time i got hauled in cause i gave the neighbourhood kids a lighter? and stupidly i just forgot that cigarettes aren't for kids. ha, i'm telling you it was such a dumb move i must have been high or something. and i thought that only ponyboy would pull something like that... maybe i hang out with that kid too much. lucky the fuzz let me off easy that time.
it reminded of something that happened years back, i'm guessing i was about the same age as the kids i gave a lighter to when this happened, like nine or ten. thats when i started smoking. my pops had a pack and he always left it on the table at home, i don't know why i did it but i swiped it and took it to school one day. i showed the boys and sold each cigarette for exactly 50 cents; soda, two-bit, steve and I smoked them in the boys bathroom at lunch. i don't think soda really liked them but he smoked with us to be a good buddy.
it was fun, i'd pinch a couple cigarettes from pop each morning, sometimes grab the whole pack and sell them individually to the boys and other kids. then i'd use the money so i could buy lunch. it was working out great for me but one day someones parent complained when their kid came home smelling like smokes and i got in big trouble.
i guess i didn't realize how serious it was until the school said they needed to call my parents, so i gave them the curtis house number. thank god they played along and saved my ass, huh? sure they gave me a little lecture about it and back then i thought i'd made them angry but i realize now that they were just looking out for me.
dally thought it was cool though, the selling cigarettes thing. of course, i could never outdo his unlawfulness, selling pills to middle schoolers and stuff ... that fucking guy ...
after getting in trouble i was too scared to try selling cigarettes again till highschool. pony jokes that i'm a dealer but dallas said to call it a 'business transaction'
honestly, i think i should stop smoking but when you've been at it for seven years its kinda hard to stop.
they ain't call it a cancer stick for nothing

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