The Outsiders Staying Gold

I didn’t know how I could possibly start going back to school. After everything that had happened.I thought I would traumatize for ever. Two of my best friends were gone. Such a tragic death.I didn’t know what to expect from all the kids at school. Everyone was asking me how I was feeling and if I missed Johnny and Dallas. I did. I could feel myself getting colder and colder everyday. Harder and meaner. I wanted to get back at those Socs. They have made my life a living hell.
I walked into my English class. I handed my essay, well actually I should say very long story into my teacher. I could see the look on his face. It said "Wow Ponyboy I did not expect you to write this much." I grinned to myself. I sat down in the back and just listened to my teacher talk. Class soon ended. My teacher pulled me over to his desk. "Ponyboy, I am very happy with this work that you have turned in. I will read it to night and grade it tommorow." "Thank you," I said as I walked out the door. I was hoping for the rest of the day that school would end. Many times during that day I just wanted to sob. I couldnt, not in front of everyone. Greasers dont cry. Even thought I saw Dally cry, someone who I thought forgot to cry at and early age. I guessed that wasnt the case.
"Come on Johnny, come on dont die on me now." The words haunted me. I shook them off. And went on the rest of the school day.