Hello!!

So I got this idea for a story that will mainly revolve around flashbacks that lead up to the first chapter. But if no one's interested, I wont bother so feedback would be very much appreciated. C=

Disclaimer: I do not own The Outsiders and am not making any profit from this fanbased story.

Important note: This is the only short chapter. I didn't want it to be this short, but I promise that everything else will be longer.

-Start-

"Hey, where's Emma?" Sodapop Curtis asked in between mouthfulls of chocolate cake.

"Hasn't come out of her room. Probably still sleeping. You know what she's like."

A collective sigh went around the kitchen at Darry's statement. Emma's mornings were legendary at the Curtis house. To say she likes her sleep is putting it lightly. Very lightly.

Ponyboy could understand why she had such trouble waking up in the morning in that she was an extremely restless sleeper. Through the thin walls he could always hear her tossing and turning and at least once a night, she'd accidentally kick or hit the wall while moving around. 'Usually she's up by now though,' he thought.

"Maybe someone should check on her," Ponyboy suggested. "She was unusually quiet last night. Usually she's always movin' around in her sleep but I didn't hear nothin'. 'Sides, she never sleeps in this late."

The group looked at the clock on the wall. The hands showed 12:30. Emma was usually up by now.

Soda placed his plate and glass in the sink. Stretching his arms above his head he said, "well, I'll go check on Sleeping Beauty. Wish me lu-"

"Where the hell is that little shit!" A voice roared as the front door slammed shut while effectively cutting Soda off. Dallas Winston had arrive. By the sounds of it, he was feeling just peachy. Dally stormed down the hall to Emma's bedroom door.

Everyone in the kitchen sprang up and hurried after Dally, getting ready to stop him from doing something stupid.

Dally flung the door open, ready to launch a string of curses at the still sleeping girl. "Wha... The hell is this?" It was all that he was able to get out.

Piercing blue eyes snapped open beneath wayward strands of black hair. The message they conveyed was clear, 'Fuck off'. Even Dally knew better than to piss off Tim Shepherd right now.

The rest of the gang peered around Dally's still frame and became frozen themselves. Emma Curtis was sound asleep tucked up in Tim Shepherd's arms. At the sound of Dally's outburst, she snuggled deeper into Tim's chest as he placed his chin back ontop of her head.

It was just as surprising as the fact they were both fully clothed.

-Finish-

So there's the first chapter that everything else will be leading up to. Sound interesting? Let me know and I'll continue it.

Thanks for reading!! C=