We saw a car going around the park. Uh-oh. It wasn't just any old car. It was Bob's car. "We should make a run for it." I a dit to poney "No we should stay." he a dit back. Carli and I sat behind them staring at Bob and all the others. Carli a dit to all of us. "Why can't Bob walk around the door instead of over it? What is it to much energy?" We all wanted to laugh,but, then they would be on to us. "You know what a greaser is? Whitetrash with long greasy hair." Bob said. We all got a sick feeling because that hurt all of us. Even though me and Carli only sneak a drop of it here and there... it still hirt us. Ponyboy a dit "Oh ya well do toi know what asoc is? "What" a dit Bob "Whitetrash with mustangs and madras." Then he spit at them. Why poney why? we all run as fast as we could. I guess it was not fast enough because suivant thing I knew I was on the ground suivant to Johnny and Carli. "Where is Pony?" I asked all shaky "Is he dead?" "No I'm all alright." Ponyboy said
