"I won't hurt the baby! Just toss him around a bit." Blake said right as Pony slipped from his grip. Taking a deep breath, as he rolled over to watch Steve and Pony he chuckled. Shooting up, he realized he hadn't said hi to Darry. Making his way into the kitchen, he watched Karen and Darry move...
Blake looked up at Two-Bit, and smiled "Ponyboy. He's lookin a little to serious right now, what do you say we get him in on the action?" He knew Two-Bit would fall for it, being held back 3 years in a row a lie could fly right over his head. Not waiting for an answer, he grabbed Pony's legs and...
Blake smiled, before slapping Two-Bit hard on the back, "depends? If you really want your ass kicked bad I suggest football, but i'll do the same in poker." Jumping out of the way as Two-Bit stood up ready to charge him with a smile. As quick as he stood up, he was on the ground with Two-Bit...
Blake came to a stop outside the worn Curtis household. It was a quant house compared to his on the other side of town, but he felt more welcomed here than any place. Hopping out of the car, he let Soda and Steve in first before following in suit. Walking inside he saw Ponyboy and Karen on the...
Blake smiled, "Not much gas monkey, bout y'all?" Taking a sharp right turn, he sped down the street as he stopped at a red light. "I've got a pack of Pepsi in the trunk if y'all want any." Taking another turn, he grabbed a towel that was sitting in the passenger seat and threw it hard at Steve...
Blake watched her walk away, relived he wasn't going to get pestered by Bob. The class started soon after, which nothing eventful happened. He had sat back and let the teacher talk. It was the first day, he didn't need notes.
And that's how the rest of his day went, screwing around in each...
Blake glanced over at Bob, who gave him a odd look, before returning his eyes to Karen. "Hey Greaser, I suggest you run off befor..." Blake cut him off, "Hey man chill, no need to hurt a Greaser just yet. Don't want to be off Coach Kirk's list do you? Save for outside school man." Bob glared at...
Today was going to be a big day. It was his last year of high school, thank God! This morning he threw on jeans, a white tshirts, converse, and his letterman jacket. Styling his tossed hair as usual, but not enough to look like a Greaser.
He was a Soc. Being popular, and the star on the...
Name: Blake Verdan
Age: 17
Group: Soc
Personality: Blake isn't like a normal Soc. Having some friends in both social classes, which doesn't bother all of his fiends, but some. His popularity from football though helps, being the star quarterback for the high school. His sarcastic...