C Thomas Howell Ponyboy Curtis Novels & Stories

Name: Celina Joy Thomas DOB: 08/01/1991 Age: 24 Height: 5’7” Current Address: Information unknown Personal Information: Graduated Summa Cum Laude, State College, 2014 Current Employment: Information unknown Previous Employment: Thrifty Joe’s Books and Music, Tempe (6 years) Parents: Alyce Rose and Charles Robert Thomas Mother: Works part time for U-Tote-Them Residential Address: 2601 East Caron Drive, Phoenix Father Current Residence: Desert Meadows In-Patient Care Facility *note: Father being transferred to a hospice facility within the next week Sibling(s): Brother – Lee Robert Thomas Residential Address: Information unknown *note: Brother has gang affiliation with Desert Crow MC (NFIA) *n

"I'm not a gentleman, I tell you. I'm only trying to be honest here." I shook my head and smiled. He handed me the burger and my orange juice. His order was same as mine. He didn't touch his food, though. He didn't even look interested of it and just stared at me. "Mind if you tell me about them?" I looked at his family. They were talking silently, almost not moving. "I only know Emery, the student council president." "That one in the left side of Emery with a little stud on the ear, that's Thomas. On the right, that's Crislord. The red-haired girl is Venus. On her left, Travis and Ross Ambrose, the twins."

Because how could they explain— that the boy who had saved the entire world. no longer remembered the world he saved? Then Peanut slowly walked back to him. She wiped her own tears away. Very determinedly. Then she smiled. A tiny smile. A brave smile. Then she held out her little hand. Exactly like she had promised. Then: "My name is Peanut." Thomas blinked. Then smiled. Warmly. Then he took her hand. Then: "My name..." He paused. Searching. The answer came slowly. Then: "...Thomas." Peanut nodded.

And this boy? He was halfway to his coffin. I crouched low beside him, grabbed his chin roughly. “Next time,” I said slowly, “your curiosity’s gonna get your fucking spine broken.” He didn’t respond. Just bled quietly. I stood, breath ragged, fists raw. Stared down at him. Thomas curled in on himself, groaning, holding his ribs. “You’re lucky I need you breathing,” I muttered. He looked up through one swollen eye. “Why… why do you care?”

I responded making him quiet then took another pack to smoke. "Well I don't." "Same as I." I responded with a smile. We were silent for a while before Thomas started the conversation again. "So why aren't you with the King boy?" "He ain't in school. Saw he got beaten up pretty badly. Whoever did it has my approval of a wonderful artist." I responded then huffed my smoke. Thomas started to smile then faced forward when I looked at him before he huffed his smoke. I searched his thoughts for more information and saw that he loves money and women and was addicted to watching porn and taking drugs.

Both maybe? “Hey, you okay, space cadet?” Thomas chuckles, running his hand through his chestnut brown hair. “What? Oh, yeah! I’m fine,” Carl nervously laughs, snapping back into reality. Not now, dude. Focus! Carl thinks to himself, trying hard not to look at Thomas for fear of his anxiety showing. HONKKKKKKK! “Shit, that’s Orville! Dude, we better hustle! Get Dave and let’s go!” Thomas exclaims as he grabs his baby blue Drugs and Tears sweater from the couch and jets out the front door.

SHELBY POV I have been working both jobs for four weeks now, and the pay is excellent. All the tips I make go into my brand new savings account, and I already have $900. Nothing else has changed. Curt still comes in every night to buy beer. He does shoot me a smile every time now, but nothing else. He seems to be getting worse. He hasn't shaved in who knows how long, and he looks tired. So very tired. It breaks my heart to see a guy like him so broken.

Locking him inside alone Hannah removed his posture collar and whispered to him, " I know you were put through a lot today so I am going to let you rest." After Hannah left Cody sat in his cage sobbing as he pulled desperately on his wrist cuffs and looked down at his caged cock. To make matters worse on the other side of the barn Cody could see two guys fucking a ponygirl. The boys were roughly about Cody's age and were obviously enjoying themselves as they both came inside the girl. That made Cody sob even louder. Throughout the rest of the day Cody watched as ponygirls were taken back and forth for training. During that time no one seemed to pay attention to Cody, which was fine with him.

Blake said helplessly, “Yeah, it’s a pity. Thomas is the only person who can satisfy me and make Stella smile at the same time. It’s really a pity.” Thomas knew nothing about these two old men’s thoughts. He silently went back to the hall. At that moment, Phoebe had already finished her meal, and she was sitting on the couch while reading a book. After Thomas came back, she looked up seemingly unintentionally and asked, “Why did you leave for so long today?” Thomas shrugged. “I accepted a challenge and became Mr. Cole’s apprentice.” “Really?” Phoebe was surprised as she knew Mr. Cole’s temperament. How talented Thomas was to be able to become Mr. Cole’s apprentice?

-Processing things," I answered. Lying can be painful, but it makes you stronger and makes you not trust people too much. -I know. But I'm here for you, okay? -His hand went on my shoulder. I tensed a little. -Thank you. At that, a Homer in black made its appearance. Whose could it be? I couldn't see through the glass because it was dark. However, the boy got out. Thomas. He was wearing black jeans, a white t-shirt inside and a black jacket. His hair was tousled, as usual, even though he has longer hair it makes him look super better. And I can't believe I thought that. His gaze landed on us, he was obviously upset to see Apollo here with me. He stayed leaning against his car, pulling out hi