Pony's P.O.V
The handsome boy looked concerned. Why? "Um, where am I?" I asked, while looking around. This house looked old and rundown. "Darry, we need to get him to the Hospital. Now..." The handsome one replied. Then, the big buff guy, I think he said his name was Darry, picked me up bridal style, and started to carry me out of the house. "NO!" I yelled "I'M NOT GOING ANYWHERE UNTIL YOU TELL ME WHATS GOING ON!" And I tried to get out of Darry's arms, but he held on tightly and I didn't move a inch. "We'll explain on the way. Please for Pete's sake, stay still!" Said Darry, calmly.
On the car ride to the hospital, I found out that the handsome mans name was Sodapop, what a original name, right! And apparently my name is Ponyboy. Why would anyone name their kids a carbonated beverage and a horse? I also found out that we had come back from a funeral, when I asked who died, Sodapop seemed to stiffen, so I stayed away from that topic. After a while of silence, Darry told me how I lost my memory. Why would I do that? Why would I start to bang my head against a glass window? I stared out the window, and I saw a sign, saying "Welcome to Tulsa Hospital" and then, I had a flashback. I remember something, I remember going past this sign, sitting in mom and dads car. With Darry and Soda. "Tulsa?" I whispered. Soda looked at me, "Pony, you alright?" I looked at him slowly, "yeah... I just, I remembered something... I remember driving past that sign, with you and Darry, and mom and dad..."
