Chapter 3 and 4: Johnny’s Point of View:

Chapter 3 and 4:  Johnny’s Point of View:

Ponyboy was running towards me crying. He garbed me by the arm and we both started running. He told me that we were running away. I didn't question him, I was confused but I knew it was serious. We ran until we were both out of breath. He told me that Darry had just hit him. Ponyboy wanted to go to the park to cool off.

When we arrived at the park, it was covered in dark shadows from the huge Elm tree and the only thing I could see at two thirty in the morning was the fountain in the middle of the park. As I did my jacket up, I said to Ponyboy “Ain’t you about freeze to death, Pony?” Ponyboy was busy by rubbing his hands together in between drags of his cigarette.

We were talking about the movie we had just seen with the girls. A car horn made ponyboy and I jump. I swore under my breath as I realized it was a Soc’s blue Mustang that was circling the park. Pony said, “What do they want?” this is our territory. What are the Socs doing this Far East?” I shook my head but I knew we had made a big mistake by hanging out with their girls. I knew we should run but it was too late. I could feel my heart race and knew it was going to be a fight when I saw five Socs coming towards us. Just quietly I was scared to death but not about to show it. I felt the blood drain from my face I am sure I must have looked like a ghost but one with wild terrified eyes. I wished that our gang were here because I knew we could win if they were. We both backed against the fountain and the Socs were surrounding us, it was hardly fair two against five. This made me really mad but I knew it was life or death. Bob said “Hey, whatta ya know?” “Here’s the little greasers that picked up our girls. Hey greasers.” I was trying to be really cool and I said to Bob “you’re outa your territory,” “you better watch it” with a low voice. They were saying some pretty cruel stuff to us but I wasn't really listening. My heart was racing, I can feel my face getting all red and hot. Ponyboy spat at them because he had nothing else to say. “You could use a bath, greasers. We’ve got all night to do this,” said Bob with a nasty face. They caught Ponyboy by the arm and twisted it behind his back and shoved his face into the fountain.  I panicked, I had to help him, I grabbed my switchblade and stabbed Bob in the back. He fell to the ground and the others saw what I did and they all ran. I pulled Pony out of the fountain. I slowly said out loud “ I killed him”. “I killed that boy”. Bob, the Soc member was lying there dead in the moonlight.