Before I start I would like to say I wrote this because I was heavily inspired by my good frand, anyathegamer on Instagram. She's in this story under a different name ;) Anyways, she gave me the idea for doing this a while back and I think this will be a lot longer than my other fanfic, The Gang's Pets. I love everyone who reads my stories because I know I'm not the best writer and I really appreciate your patience with me, so thank you 3 Without further ado, here's chapter one! :)

Chapter 1

-TAYLOR'S POV-

Maybe my luck was changing. Maybe I was going to find everything I wanted before to be something ridiculous after seeing what truly mattered. Maybe it was all a dream. But no—it couldn't have been a dream… It was so real. It was too real.

"Oh my God, Taylor, I found a really cool fact about Johnny last night!" Alice screamed at me as she scrolled through her Instagram.

I rolled my eyes with a grin, "What is it now?"

She exchanged the grin, "I figured out what Johnny's middle name is!"

I nodded, "What is it? I bet it's really cute!" We were obsessed with the Outsiders, okay?

"It's Andrew!" She looked up, "At least that's what noel_mrsponyboycurtis said on Insta."

I chuckled, "Maybe it is." I stood up and walked around my room looking for my shoe. I looked under the bed, "Hey, Alice, have you seen my shoe?" I asked her.

"Pff, no. But I bet Jake has. You should go check in his room." She told me casually.

I stood up and crossed my arms, "Well aren't you feeling welcome to permit me to enter my own brother's room. In my house. On my grounds."

She nodded with no hesitation, "Yeah, so?"

I rolled my eyes, "Alright. Whatever. I'll be right back." I walked out of my room, shutting the door behind me.

I knocked on Jake's door and to my surprise, he didn't answer. I waited a few seconds more before busting in—meaning I just turned the knob…

To my loathing, there were empty containers everywhere! Empty chip bags, empty Coke bottles, and to my complete disgust, empty condom wrappers. I gagged as I looked around for my shoe. It smelled absolutely awful in there!

I looked under his bed. It was really dark, so I pulled out my phone to use as a flashlight. I shined it down under the bed and to my complete horror, there was a mouse sitting under the bed. I screamed bloody murder as it scampered off into 'Jake's pile-of-whatever-he-wanted-to-put-in-it' pile.

-ALICE'S POV-

As soon as Taylor left the room, I started texting her crush about a meet up we planned for her. She was clueless of the idea from the beginning! Either way, I knew she was gonna love it.

Me: Hey, she's distracted. You should come over and surprise her now.

Rhett: Are you sure that she even likes me? I mean I like her, but I dunno…

Me: Boii, get your ass to her house! Her address is 418 Cherry Walk lane.

Rhett: Yeah okay.

I know she'd hate me if she knew I set this up, but I didn't care. I only wanted to make her happy since her dad died a few months back…

I then got a text on my phone from my mother.

Mom: Constance, get home right now and do the dishes!

I just marked as read and forgot about it. It really pissed me off when she called me Constance. Sure, that was my real name, but I couldn't stand it. I go by Alice because of Alice in Wonderland. I'm pretty damn crazy, the same with Taylor.

That's when all of a sudden I heard a blood-curdling scream coming from down the hall. I knew it was Taylor as she was in the bear cave I call Jake's room.

"Taylor?! Are you okay?!" I called out as I entered the room. When I entered, my senses were blinded by a retched, and I mean horrendous smell. I looked at the corner as I coughed from the unpleasant fumes, "Tay?" I asked. She was curled up in a ball, rocking back and forth. "Holy Hell… What happened to you?!" I rushed to her side.

She shook her head nonstop, "I saw a mouse under there!" She pointed to the bed.

I laughed hysterically, "A mouse? You're afraid," I paused to catch my breath from laughing so hard, "of a mouse?"

She gave me an angry look, "Yes, I'm afraid of a mouse!"

I gave her a dirty look, "You don't seem to be afraid of that one." I pointed to her shirt. She looked down at her Mickey Mouse shirt and frowned.

"That's different!" She screamed at me, to which I just laughed.

-Ponyboy's POV-

"You get back here and pick up this mess, Ponyboy Michael Curtis! Right now!" Darry yelled at me from the kitchen.

Uh-oh, I thought, I don't wanna get in trouble with Superman again. He could probably kill me if he wanted to!

I obeyed and walked back into the kitchen to clean up my plate. Soda was still sitting at the table with Steve talking about girls. Classic.

"Man, did you see that one girl that came in today? She was fiiine! It's too bad she has a boyfriend, huh?" Steve said sitting across from Soda.

Soda smiled his pretty boy smile and nodded, "Yeah, she was alright. But did you see that one broad? The one with the red hair? She sure is pretty, even if she is a soc."

Steve shrugged, "Soc girls do seem to be good lookin' 'round here, huh?"

Soda nodded, then looked over to me, "So, Pony, have you met anyone you like at school yet?"

I shook my head, "I'm not sure if I like any of the girls I see at school." I tossed my plate in the sink and continued back into the living room.

"Don't worry, Pony. You'll grow out of it." Soda pointed at me casually.

I don't know how I felt about that. I never really put much thought into girls. I was one of those people that never really saw a point to things like that. Soda and Steve spent a lot of time talking about girls, but I just never found an interest in it.

Anyways, I just kept watching Mickey on TV for a while.

-THE NEXT DAY AT SCHOOL (PRESENT DAY)-

-ALICE'S POV-

"Why the hell weren't you at Taylor's last night?!" I punched Rhett's arm as I sat next to him in 6th hour.

He looked nervous, "W-well, I went to the address you sent me… It was like a mansion or something."

I let out a sigh of disappointment as I informed the fool, "That was her estate, you twit."

Rhett tilted his head, "What? No way." He leaned back in his seat.

"What's that supposed to mean?!" I half yelled at him in anger.

He gasped, "No, I-I didn't mean it like that, it's just—"

"What? You didn't expect Taylor to have a house like that?" I asked in annoyance as I do since so many people have that attitude toward Taylor when they see her house.

His jaw dropped, "I—It's just surprising how her mom can pay for that house and all…"

I shrugged, "I guess. Anyway, you should come this afternoon. We planned to watch the Outsiders."

"Of course," he said, "you guys are completely obsessed. And everybody knows about it. I'm guessing you're in love with one of the characters, huh?"

I grinned, "Duh! I'm in love with Johnny and Dally." I smiled as I leaned back into my seat, beginning to daydream about them.

He began to laugh, "Wow. Complete opposites. First you've got Johnny; the most innocent one. Then you've got Dally; the toughest one and the asshole of the gang."

I piped up, "He's not an asshole, you are!" Rhett just kept laughing.

-TAYLOR'S POV-

I sat in 6th period with a bored expression on my face. The teacher wasn't even teaching anything I didn't know already. I got so bored that at one point I began to doze off. Mrs. Lincoln, the science teacher, snapped at me in the middle of class about it…

"Miss Wellington! If you would please stay awake for this lesson?!" She shouted.

I jumped up in alarm, straightening out my uniform, "What?"

She gave me a look of disapproval before continuing to teach the lesson. I just yawned and began to pick at my skirt thoughtfully. I began to daydream about the Outsiders… I imagined what would happen if the gang came to our world. I could picture myself hanging out with Johnny and Two Bit at the vacant lot while Pony, Alice, and Dally are out hunting for some action around town. Darry was at work, along with Steve and Sodapop. I could see myself walking to the DX everyday to visit them. And me, being 16, having a crush on Sodapop like I always have. I can imagine a boy with golden locks combed into complicated swirls with the face of a movie star, having a smile so bright and comforting it could've blinded you. I could imagine how warm and cozy of a feeling you get when hugging him. He has the heart of an angel, but the mouth of a sailor. I then had a sudden vision of two boys; the boy I imagined to be Sodapop, and Rhett, my crush. They both looked a lot alike. I guess that's why I liked Rhett so much…

I broke from my fantasy and came back to Earth as the last bell of the day rang. I jumped up and out of my seat before all the rest of my classmates could. I rushed down the hall to where Alice's class was.

As soon as she stepped out, I immediately said "Hey," only to realize that Rhett was walking out with her. I gasped, panicking in my head.

Rhett smiled when he spotted me. He and Alice walked up to me.

"Hey, you ready?" Alice asked me.

I nodded, "Yeah, I guess so." I avoided eye contact with Rhett since I was afraid he might have thought I liked him… Which was true.

"Hey Taylor," he asked for my attention, "can I talk to you?"

My heart began to race, "S-sure."

-RHETT'S POV-

I pulled Taylor over to the side to ask her something—to ask her out on a date…

"So," I said, "I hear that the Outsiders is your favorite movie and I wanted to know if you…"

Taylor stared at the ground shyly, "Yeah?" She asked to my reassurance.

"I hear that the drive in is gonna have it showing tonight and…" I choked up again. Stop it, dude! You're gonna blow it, I thought. "And I thought maybe you…" Stop it, you idiot! "You know what, lemme start over." She giggled. I cleared my throat, "So I was wondering," I took a deep breath, "if you wanted to go see—"

Alice cut me off as she screeched in my ear, "O-M-G! It turns out they're playing the Outsiders over at the drive-in tonight!" She continued to shriek like a fangirl, to which I had to resort to covering my ears it was so loud!

Taylor had the same expression on her face, "Oh my God, are you serious?!" She screamed, "We totally have to go!" I felt shock come over me as she finished her statement. What the hell? She turned to face me with a gleam in her eyes that told me she really was excited. "Do you wanna come? It'll be a lot of fun! You can drool over Cherry while I drool over Sodapop…"

I squinted my eyes slightly as I thought. It looked like she really wanted me to be there, even if it wasn't a date. I was willing to do anything for her, though… "Sure," I said, "anything for you." I said smoothly.

"Yay!" She half yelled. Without warning, she wrapped her arms around me and pulled me into a hug. "Thanks, Rhett." She said. I smiled as Alice watched us. Taylor pulled away abruptly, giving me an awkward smile. "So, what was it you were going to ask me?" She had such a nice smile…

I cleared my throat, "Nothing. I mean—It can wait."

She slightly flipped her straight auburn hair out of her face charmingly. "Are you sure? It can," she lowered her head at me in question, "wait?"

"Chh, yeah. It's totally cool." I shook my head coolly.

She smiled at me, "Okay, my house at 7:00?" She asked briskly. She began to walk off with Alice.

I nodded in agreement, "It's a date."

She turned back around, walking backwards, "No, it's a movie." She giggled at her clever Tom Howell movie quote. I rolled my eyes at her and shook my head playfully. They continued walking along, and don't judge me for saying, but I thought Taylor's ass looked cute in the uniform skirt and tights.

I still can't believe I blew it like I did.

-Sodapop's POV-

Steve and I were at work as per usual, nothing out of the ordinary, when a mustang pulled up and three socs hopped out of the car.

"Well well well, my friends. It seems to be that we've found some greasers, huh?" One of them asked, standing directly in front of me.

I swallowed, "Well, do ya need something done to your car or are you just here to look ridiculous?" I squinted my eyes, trying to make them change the way they looked to a tougher expression. It didn't work.

The same soc cursed under his breathe as he stared at me with hatred. "My girl came up and told me you were flirting with 'er when you were fixing her car." He slightly raised his voice, "Is that true, 'Pepsi-Cola'?"

I spat at them, "Get outta here, you gonna make me sick." I hated it when people other than the gang called me that. They were the only ones who I allowed to.

The soc stepped closer to me, "Watch it, wise ass." He stopped when he was about two feet away.

Steve came to my defense, "Nah, pal, I think it's you who needs to watch it. It ain't his fault your girl ain't satisfied with you," he said smartly, "and she goes around telling people that Sodapop, the chick magnet that gets all the girls, was flirting with 'er. 'Why?' you may ask. Do you not make her feel beautiful enough that she has to go 'round making things up to prove she is?"

The other socs mumbled "Oooh" at Steve like he was about to get jacked up.

I rolled my eyes, "Cut it out, Steve. They don't deserve the attention." I turned back and walked into the garage. Steve followed shortly after and the socs jumped back into their car, driving away.

"Man, I wish we didn't have to deal with this bullshit…"

Steve gave me a puzzled look, "What do you mean?" He checked under the hood of one of the cars.

I sighed, "I dunno, man… I'm talking nonsense or something."

"No really," he gestured toward me, "what's up?"

I scratched my head for a second, stalling time. I exhaled heavily, "I wish that maybe—just maybe there was a place… No greasers, no socs. Just people. People that didn't jump each other over ridiculous stuff like that." I lowered my head, "I must sound crazy!"

Steve walked over to me and patted my back, "Nah, man. It makes perfect sense. I want there to be a place like that, too. I'd ditch this world for that any day!"

"Would you really?" I asked seriously.

He shrugged, "Yeah. I mean ever since Evie and me broke up I've been tryna get my mind off of her. Sounds cool in a way." He grinned slightly.