JOHNNY POV:

This is all so new to me. I'm gonna be back in school with Ponyboy. At least we'll be seniors this year. Of course there's always new kids that come to. You should know I'm gay. No one knows. Not even Ponyboy. I'm too afraid to tell anyone so I think it's best I didn't. Oh well, that's me tho.

When Two-Bit dropped us off at school, we walked in. What are the chances that we got the same homeroom? Pony and I sat in back of the class. The bell rang and the teacher walked in. She introduced herself and discussed class. Just then a kid walked in with a note. She looked at it and said, "Oh, you must be Daniel Larusso!" She said turning him around. I almost did a double take, for he looked almost identical to me. Ponyboy noticed too. He raised a brow at me with a shocked expression on his face. "Class, this is our new student Daniel Larusso! Daniel, why don't you tell us something about you?" All eyes were on him.
"Um, I'm from New Jersey and I moved to Oklahoma." He mumbled. The teacher nodded. "Ok, well don't you sit next to Johnny and Ponyboy in the back." She said gesturing to the empty seat next to me. He slowly walked over with his head down. He sat down and since he looked nervous, I introduced myself. "Hey, I'm Johnny." I said politely. He glanced at me. Staring for a second. "I'm Daniel. Like the teacher said." I nodded. "Oh and this is Ponyboy." I said as Ponyboy waved. He waved back.

Class ended and Daniel was about to walk out when I tapped him on the shoulder. "You want me to show you around any classes?" "Um sure. Thanks." He paused. "Johnny." We walked out together and that's when I could see the true beauty of the boy who looked just like me.  He grabbed my hand as we struggled through the crowd. I decided that I would show him the cafeteria, when he spoke up. "Hey, Johnny can you take me to the bathroom?" He asked me. "Sure Daniel of course." I led him into the bathroom.

I waited outside of the bathroom for what felt like 10 minutes. I  better go in and see if he's okay. I thought to myself. I slowly creaked open the door and heard what sounded like...crying? I walked over to one of the stalls and opened it. Daniel was sitting in the stall crying his eyes out in his arms. I quickly rushed in. "Hey are you okay? What's wrong?" He sniffled before slowly lifting his head up. "Nothing, I'm fine." I shook my head. "You're not fine if you're crying in the stall. Please I can help you." He sighed. "Fine, I'm just depressed because of the beatings the cobra's gave me back in New Jersey. "I understand. Here us greasers get jumped by Socs. The rich kids. They're mean and tuff." I told him. He nodded.
"So am I a greaser?" I nodded. "Yeah that's why we carry blades." I explained to him handing him my old one. He took it carefully. "Thanks, Johnny." He hugged me and before I knew he was staring into my eyes. You can figure out the rest.