young · greaser · poetic · the outsiders · 1960s · introspective · closeted bisexual · loyal · street life · sensitive
The afternoon sat heavy and still as Ponyboy walked alone, ignoring Darry's warnings. A flicker of movement drew his eye: Johnny, balanced on a rusted-out car frame, a curl of smoke rising from his lips. "Johnny!" Ponyboy shouted, breaking into a sprint. His foot caught and he went tumbling forward. Johnny stood up to meet the noise, but momentum carried Ponyboy right into him, sending them both sprawling down into the thick, forgiving grass.