🩰Amy🩰

"HAVE you heard what happened to Bob Sheldon the other night?"

"Huh?" Abigail's words disturbed Amy from her thoughts at lunch. "What was that about Bob?" It was a Monday, back to reality. Kimmy was absent, which was weird since she always showed up to school, unless she was sick, which was a lot. "They say he was murdered." The brown haired girl said between bites of her mac and cheese.

"What?" The girl's friend, Dawson, wondered. "Yeah, they found his body at the park. He was stabbed by a switchblade, they say." Abigail whispered to her friends. "They didn't find the killer?" Amy said, in awe. "Yeah." Abigail said. "Does George know about it?"

Amy looked over at her older brother at the table across from them. Miranda Rhodes was telling her friends about something and her twin sister, Meredith, and her friends were listening intently. "I think so, maybe we should check in on them." The kids grabbed their food and went over to sit there. "Hey Georgie." Amy greeted her brother as she sat down next to him.

"Huh? Oh, hey, Amy. What brings you and your friends here?" George grinned as he gave his sister a side hug. "Nothing much." Dawson shrugged as he sat down next to Charlie Gibson. "Amy wanted to hang out with you guys and invited us." Most of the friends of the Golding siblings were either Socs or middle class. Abigail and August, for example, were chosen by Mr. and Mrs. Golding.

Amy had known Dawson since kindergarten so they were thick as thieves. Then they met Abigail at one of her family's famous dinner parties. And then Kimmy came along when the group was partnered with her for a group project, which caused a bit of a scandal when they were partnered with a greaser. Amy didn't care, the Curtis girl was real nice, it's just because of her red bandanna bracelet deemed her status.

The other greasers weren't so bad either, the first day, they met up at Kimmy's house and the greasers were real nice to them, though Amy was sure that Darry gave them a talk about them, because they didn't bother them at all, not even Dallas Winston. And Abigail was scared that he'd bother them.

As Amy continued to chew on her apple and continue to not listen to Miranda talk she caught the words "Bob Sheldon." "Wait!" Amy realized, standing up. "You know about that?" "Yeah." Miranda sounded confused. "Everyone does." "But do you know who did it?" Amy asked the redhead. Miranda shrugged. "Cassie's friends with Bob's girlfriend." George panicked. "Oh, Cherry's gonna be crushed."

🎀Cassie🎀

Cherry was devastated when she heard the news.

She had called Cassie and Henry as soon as they got home and told them the news. And they immediately called up their friends to come over to Cherry's place. They were now in Cherry's room, her crying as she sat on her bed, Cassie and Marcia comforting her as best as they could and their other friends, Josephine McCartney (who didn't have any relation to the Beatles singer Paul McCartney, thank you very much.) and Helena Lexington were in the corner, talking in hushed whispers among themselves.

Malcolm McCartney, Josephine's older brother was leaning against the wall, chewing on a fingernail and Henry just merely sat down, a tear sliding down his cheek. Henry was never really close with Bob, and he hated the fact that he beat up greasers, but he was his friend's boyfriend, whether he liked it or not. The younger Golding siblings were peeking through the door, quiet as mice.

Nobody knew that the youngest Golding was plotting to figure who killed Robert Sheldon, and Amy Golding was gonna need some accomplices.

☀️Time Skip☀️

🩰Amy🩰

Luckily for Amy, Abigail was in ballet class with her. She was the reason why Amy looked forward to classes, even though it was difficult sometimes and the teachers were strict sometimes, it was all worth it when Abigail was here. "So we're going to solve the mystery of Bob's murder?" Abigail asked the Golding girl before class started.

"Yeah." Amy nodded, tying her ballet shoes. "And Dawson, I'll ask him tomorrow. And no one has to know, okay? Don't tell anyone, not your parents or Cassie or anyone. Pinkie promise?" She held out her pinkie. Abigail was hesitant. "But we're just kids! How are we going to solve it?"

"We're not doing this for ourselves, we're doing this for Cherry!" Amy whispered. Cherry was like an older sister to her and Abigail, and the girls wanted to be just like her when they grew up. They often gave her sugar cookies they made whenever they saw each other. The Morgan girl thought for minute, before linking pinkies with Amy, and right on time before class started.

☀️Time Skip☀️

"But first, we have to check up on Kimmy."

It was Wednesday and the blonde haired girl was still nowhere to be found, her friends decided to go to the Curtis house, just to check up on her. Also, Ponyboy and Johnny were also nowhere to be found at school, either, so George and August tagged along as well. "Please tell me why my idiot of a brother had to come." Abigail complained as she rode her bike to the Curtis house.

"Because he wants to check up on Pony." Amy replied, rolling her eyes. "They're buddies." "Yes, but why did he have to come with us?" Abigail replied. "I'm done repeating myself." Amy muttered as she rode on.

☀️Time Skip☀️

When Amy knocked on the door, she didn't expect Soda to burst open the door. "Oh, it's just you guys." "It's alright, Sodapop." George calmed him down. "We just wanted to check up on you guys."

"And we think Kimmy and Pony are sick." Dawson brought up. "And I made them some get well cookies." He held up a plastic bag that had those pink frosted cookies with sprinkles you see at department stores. (They're called Lofthouse Cookies btw.)

Amy noticed that there dark circles under his eyes and instantly knew that something bad had happened. "You okay?" She asked him. There was an awful silence. "You guys should come inside." Soda said, letting the door in for the kids.

☀️Time Skip☀️

"So they must have went to the lot!" Abigail concluded. It was Thursday afternoon, and the trio retraced Ponyboy and Kimmy's steps. Amy suggested that Ponyboy, Johnny and Kimmy missing might have connected to Bob's murder, seeing as they both took place at the same time.

"Johnny sleeps in the lot sometimes, his home situation...isn't the best." Amy said, trying to think of the best word to describe Johnny's home. "Like...yours?" Dawson asked her. There was a silence. "Yeah, like mine." Amy said, walking with her bike.

The trio continued to follow where the boys and their friend might have gone. "Anyway," Dawson began. "What's the best place to cool down at two in the morning?" "The park, maybe." Amy answered. "No one's there at that time." "You guys don't think..." and Abigail trailed off, the exact thing on their minds.

"They wouldn't hurt a soul, unless..." Amy wanted to tell her friends about Johnny getting jumped. "Unless what?" Abigail asked her. "Well...when I met Kimmy, two months ago she told me that Johnny got jumped." Amy breathed out. "Is that how he got his scar?" Dawson questioned her, gesturing to where the scar that Johnny had on his cheek was.

"Yeah. The Soc who beat him up was wearing rings. And after that, Two-Bit gave Johnny a six inch blade...he was gonna kill the next person who jumped him. It wasn't gonna happen to him or anyone else again..." Amy decided to stop talking at that point, the mention of Johnny getting jumped by her own kind drove her to tears, she was glad that Henry or George weren't one of those boys who jumped people.

Abigail and Dawson didn't say anything after that statement, because the sun was starting to set, and they had to get home.

Author Speaks:

Wrote this just after my trip to Tulsa. I just wanted us to see what happened while Kimmy and the boys were at the church, originally, the kids thought that Pony killed Bob, but after the news of the church fire broke out and they were wrong...it just didn't make sense to me since Kimmy told Amy what happened to Johnny.

Also, I got an Outsiders photo book that has rare and unseen pics from set and so I've decided that I will show you guys a photo in each chapter from now on!

Stay Gold!