Greaser Monologue

I have light brown hair, almost red and my name's Ponyboy which sounds funny but it's the name I was born with. I’ve got long hair greased back like most boys in my neighborhood. I'm a greaser, and I don't mean I work at a gas station-- it means I'm lower class. The upper class guys are soc’s short for socials. President Snow divided us just like he divides everything else. He looks like how he sounds how he looks cold , blue eyes hungry like wolves. White hair and beard like a coat of winter snow. He divided soc and greaser nobody knows why but that's how it is. He's known to force people to fight to the death that's pretty much all I know
My parents are dead, I live with my brothers sodapop and Darry. I'm walking home like most days. I

If you had to pick the character in the gang it was Dallas Winston other wise known as Dally. Dally would resist resident snow if it was his dying wish.
“Hey pony wanna head over to the nightly double for a movie, you to johnny,” Dally said taking a drag of his cigarette ,me and johnny nodded . The nightly double is an outdoor movie theater that plays a movie twice in a night. Dally leads us over to the theater, it’s not much money, but Dally hops the fence so we follow. We find a seat behind a couple of soc girls I go to school with but they obviously don't know who I am.
“That girls real fine ain't she” dally says nudging johnny, Dally leans up in his seat “Your real fine,” he says rudely to the red headed girl
The girl whips around and smacks him. Dally looks angry as a bull at a rodeo, He runs off probably to pop someone's tires.
“You two boys look nice. why don't you come and next to us?” the red haired girl says giving us a friendly smile. Me and johnny get up and sit down next to them.
“What are two nice boys like you doing hanging around with someone like dallas winston,” says the