Dear Journal,

Today I couldn't believe what went down. Right now I'm in Bob's car in the back seat ignoring some of the guys snickering. Marcia and Cherry are sitting next to me, in total silence. Before we saw Marcia and Cherry (Bob's girl) hanging out with a few Greasers. We went in there to confront them and it didn't go so well. I'd rather not go into detail with it. It just bothers me enough writing this down and thinking about how Marcia looked at this one Greaser s . She looked happy for once, her eyes shimmered like the moonlight whenever she looked his way. I don't understand it. This kids name is Two-Bit, he looks like your average bum, but I guess girls are into that. I can't believe she can love some ruthless devil over her boyfriend who has treated her right since the very beginning. If anything I should probably leave Marcia be. It isn't worth the anger if she never truly loved me back. I'll just let her be happy with a devilish Greaser cause maybe that's the best thing I can do for her. As for Bob, well he isn't taking it any better. One of the guys is trying to calm him down but it isn't working. Bob's face looks as red as the fires from hell. Some of the guys are cheering him on and getting him more aggravated. I would say somethin but it is never a good idea to interfere with these things. Bob is starting to drive faster and faster by the second. To be honest I kinda want to tell him to stop. Yet, that would ruin my rep. It's kinda pathetic how you can't do anything you should do as a Soc. Sure, maybe my rep is important but I just look as low as the guys pestering Bob. I wish it was easier. Being a Greaser wouldn't be that bad. Sure, I would get pushed around and start rumbles but at least I wouldn't have to be 'low-minded.' I would have a sense of freedom at least. -It's been a few hours now. Bob wants to beat those Greasers up. Before Cherry was trying to change his mind but even she knew that wouldn't do anything. Bob came to a halt to Cherry's house and told the one guy that tried to comfort him, Eugene to take them home. Eugene nodded, got out of the car, and had to pull them out of the car. The two were screaming and kicking Eugene. I only looked out the window and tried to ignore them. Eugene finally got them to Cherry's house and came back. He sat in the front next to Bob again and stayed silent. Now, Bob is currently circling around the park. He honked his horn and I just jumped a little. I guess now it's time to beat two innocent peop-Greasers. I mean Greasers. Yeah, it's time to beat them up....I guess. 

-Randy A