Disclaimer: I do not own The Outsiders or the song "Star-Spangled Banner." I think I only own my awesome ideas of Soda and Steve's random, no sense, past! And the revised national anthem that probably sucks, sorry. But…enjoy!!!!!!

Sodapop Curtis stood at the closed doors. He felt another beat of sweat pour down his forehead. He could not believe he was doing this…wait, why was he doing this? Soda thought so hard for the answer. Oh yeah, it was Socs. Those dang Socs heard of a greaser singing the national anthem at the football game and told Soda he couldn't sing at all.

"Hey grease!" a Soc said slamming Soda into the lockers.

"What?" Soda asked not showing any fear. He didn't have any; teachers were in the halls.

"We hear your going to sing at our game," the Soc said.

Another Soc came by, "We hated that!"

"Too bad," Soda said quickly. He wanted this done and over with.

"Listen, punk, if you sing as terrible as you are in general, we're going to get you Monday," the Soc said letting go.

"Whatev," Soda mumbled. Steve rushed over a split second later, "Are you ok?"

"I'm fine, the Socs are worried about my singing," Soda said, "Do I have a terrible voice?"

Steve choked on what was suppose to be a laugh, "No, you are a-amazing…" That did it, Steve fell forward and laughed.

"So now I'm going to embarrass myself, great!" Soda said angrily.

Steve quickly put on a straight face, "No you're not…maybe we can revise."

"Revise?"

"Revise the Star-Spangled Banner and teach those Socs a lesson."

Soda could not believe he went for that. Now the idea seemed dumb. He just wanted to sing and then go home. The sweat now was sticking and didn't like it was going to move anytime soon. Out of nowhere a slap came on his shoulder and he jumped.

"You ready?" Steve asked happily. He loved the song revised.

"I guess…" Soda said nervously.

"Hey, you'll do great. I promise every greaser is going to love you. Why wouldn't they? Only Socs are on the football team this year, this will show them greasers rule."

"Ok…" Soda said taking a deep breath to relax. Steve was right, maybe…

Just then the doors opened for Soda to come out. "Please welcome Sodapop Curtis to sing the national anthem," the announcer said.

"Go get them!" Steve said giving a little shove and then running out to the audience. Soda walked out and squinted his eyes. The room was dark and out here it was bright. The sun was practically set and the lights made it look daytime out. Soda blinked until his eyes were use to it and walked up to the microphone. He froze.

His throat had a lump and nothing would come out. He needed someone, Steve, Pony, Darry, anyone. Soda heard a few snickers from the football team.

"I knew he couldn't do it…" one mumbled.

Soda wanted to yell. He looked desperately in the audience until he spotted Steve. Steve sat there holding his laugh and was urging Soda to go. Yes, go, before he embarrasses himself right there not saying anything, go…hurry…

Soda took a deep breath and began.

"O! say can you see by Tulsa's bright light…"

Everyone right away mumbled when Soda stopped for a second. He looked at Steve. He urged him to go until the end, at least that's what he thinks Steve was mouthing.


"What so proudly we bailed at the fuzz's last 'rresting."

He heard the football players getting angry but not moving from their spot. But he think he heard them planning to kill him Monday.

"Whose broad strength and bright blades through the rumble-ish fight,


O'er the hits we watched were so gallantly bruising."

Soda could feel himself singing louder and more proud. Steve was right. This could show greasers rule...and Soda would just be more popular. Soda sang the rest of the song as loud as he could.

"And the Soc's curses, the Soc leader in fear,


Gave proof through the town that greasers still ruled!"

Soda heard curses from Socs. Steve was smiling and partially laughing. Other greasers were laughing and yelling at the Socs to sit down and respect the "national anthem."

"O! say do those Socs yet runaway..."

Steve stood up and cheered. That lead to other greasers cheering loudly over the Socs booing. Soda smiled and proudly sand the last verse.



"O'er the land of all Socs gone and the home of the Grease?"

A couple Soc football players took off. Soda saw Steve run out and he ran out too. Soda dodged through the doors and out of the locker room. He ran all around the school until the football players gave up. Soda ran out to the parking lot and got in Steve's car. Steve drove off and was laughing, "Oh man that was awesome!"

"Yeah it was!" Soda cheered catching his breath, "Oh damn."

"What?" Steve asked driving a bit over the speed limit. Soda lifted his hand, "I took the microphone."

Steve thought for a moment and then sighed sadly, "Well I guess everyone else will hear the song once we get home." Soda and Steve sung the song the rest of the way home.

A/N: Yes this was pure randomness! if you liked, yay! This is only episode one! Review!