a/n my first fanfiction story so i hope it's good. um... do u think there should be romance? and with who? how old should Em be? any ideas?? please review and tell me!!! oh yeah Dallas and Johnny are alive and Johnny is in juvenile.
Disclaimer: i own nothing, the outsiders belong to S.E. Hinton, and Emily belongs to me.
"Get out you bitch" roared my stepfather," I told you not to come back"
I ran out of the house onto the street. I figured that a night on the street was better then another beating. The sun was setting in the west, and it was beginning to get chilly. A light summer breeze drifted through the deserted streets. As I walked I wondered where to go.
I had just moved here from Dumas, Texas, two nights ago. I didn't have any friends, or know the town very well, so I hoped that I wouldn't get lost.
The area of the town that I move into was the East side. You know the rough pour side, with the hoods. In Dumas we were middle class until my mom walked out on us, and left me and my step-father with nothing.
I heard that a while ago there was a rich kid killed, in one of the parks not far from here.
After his get-away he saved some kids from a burning building and became a hero. The judge sent him to juvenile still though.
I strolled down the street with no idea to where I was. It was dark out now, and the wind had picked up. I hugged my jacket tighter around me and keep looking for a place that I could go. Within a few minutes I spotted a Drive-in movie theater.
I thought that it could be a good way to burn time so I jumped the fence and took a seat. I was sitting at the back where I could see what was going on. I was hoping not to be seen, because there were a group of about five greasers bugging a few socs girls. They were sitting up at the front so i thought that no one noticed me.
At home I always stayed away from the greasers and didn't make trouble. You don't want to tick them off 'cause they're good fighters. A guy at my school lost three teeth to one of their kind.
I guess it was my lucky night because a few minutes later a greaser with long rusty side burns came over and sat beside me.
I always get nervous around greasers, or hoods but this guy looked nice and I didn't feel scared.
Disclaimer: i own nothing, the outsiders belong to S.E. Hinton, and Emily belongs to me.
"Get out you bitch" roared my stepfather," I told you not to come back"
I ran out of the house onto the street. I figured that a night on the street was better then another beating. The sun was setting in the west, and it was beginning to get chilly. A light summer breeze drifted through the deserted streets. As I walked I wondered where to go.
I had just moved here from Dumas, Texas, two nights ago. I didn't have any friends, or know the town very well, so I hoped that I wouldn't get lost.
The area of the town that I move into was the East side. You know the rough pour side, with the hoods. In Dumas we were middle class until my mom walked out on us, and left me and my step-father with nothing.
I heard that a while ago there was a rich kid killed, in one of the parks not far from here.
After his get-away he saved some kids from a burning building and became a hero. The judge sent him to juvenile still though.
I strolled down the street with no idea to where I was. It was dark out now, and the wind had picked up. I hugged my jacket tighter around me and keep looking for a place that I could go. Within a few minutes I spotted a Drive-in movie theater.
I thought that it could be a good way to burn time so I jumped the fence and took a seat. I was sitting at the back where I could see what was going on. I was hoping not to be seen, because there were a group of about five greasers bugging a few socs girls. They were sitting up at the front so i thought that no one noticed me.
At home I always stayed away from the greasers and didn't make trouble. You don't want to tick them off 'cause they're good fighters. A guy at my school lost three teeth to one of their kind.
I guess it was my lucky night because a few minutes later a greaser with long rusty side burns came over and sat beside me.
I always get nervous around greasers, or hoods but this guy looked nice and I didn't feel scared.