Greasers Monologue

I was at the movies with Marcia today, and I met these 2 boys , Johnny and Ponyboy. They were awfully nice to me, and though’ they don’t look like it, the two of them are better than most boys I’ve met in the past. Although they claim to their fellow greasers they picked us up, Marcia and I knew better. I was surprised when they told us they were so young, and what's more astonishing was they looked opposite of age! The kid dark skinned boy named Johnny who saved me from the wild boy Dally was 16 years old. While the cool, shy kid Ponyboy, was only 14 years old. The one who gets into fights, the one called Dallas, didn’t scare me. I just told them that to be more like a Soc. What really scared me was when Bob came over. I new the the

I thought the answer was clear, they were too gentlemen like to be fearful of them. I’m sort of upset that Bob came; I could’ve had a long talk with them.After I left them ,I met up with a few friends of mine. Obviously, I didn’t tell them about the greasers; they were talking about how their boyfriends were so amazing. Do you have a boyfriend, Sherri Jr? I guess not. When my friends asked me if I had a boyfriend, I said Bob. What do you think I should’ve said Sherri Jr? I do like Bob, still, I couldn’t quite say I like him as a boyfriend. I only befriended him because I wanted to fit in. I’m standing on a line between 2 sides, and I don’t know which I should

I don’t know if it was the right choice, but I can only hope. Today I chose to be a spy for the Greasers. You’re probably asking, why? Well, the truth is, I actually like Ponyboy, he’s nice and cool, and not overly obsessed with money. He’s my type, unlike Bob. I did feel sorry for Bob when I found out he died, and in spite of the fact the person who killed him is on the side, I just joined… I just don’t know, Sherri Jr. I couldn’t tell you my plan on what I’ll do as a spy, I don’t even have one yet! I try to act cool during the day while I’m around the Greasers, but inside I’m tense and nervous. The Greasers, they have a plan alright; charge in and fight for Johnny. Oh, I forget to mention, one of the Greasers, Johnny died today. I don’t know what to feel. Ponyboy asked me if I wanted to visit Johnny, I immediately said no, he killed Bob, and although he can be mean sometimes, I know there’s still heart in him. The Greasers just assume all socs are rich and malicious, yet they themselves fight in what’s called a skin brawls all the