The Amazing Nicky Little
By: Aaliyah-Charity
A/N: I'm still working on 'Pepper Ann' and all my other stories, but I wanted to get this on out. I have a million others I want to put out too, it's just I don't have the Internet at home! It's hard to find time now that school is going to close soon. But, anyways, enjoy my stories! I hope you like this one about Nicky! As you know, I will probably change her a bit like Pepper Ann. One day, I will write stories in which they are like on the show. But for now, enjoy my twisted variation! Oh, if you want to imagine Nicky as a real person, think Jewel or Julia Stiles. (Yeah, I watch too many movies and listen to too much music.)
Disclaimer: Sue Rose owns Pepper Ann, and S.E. Hinton owns 'The Outsiders.'
Prologue: This Is My Life
2 Years Ago: 1965
(View focuses on a picture. A class picture actually. The boys are pretty differentiated. The girls....all of them are blonde except for two girls. Now, the narrator speaks.)
Well, this is my class picture. My twin, Ponyboy, isn't in it, because he's not in my class. Now, I'll point you out where I am. I'm the blonde. Wait-every girl in my class is blonde. Let me see....I'd love to be that blonde. (The view changes to a pretty, all-American girl that every guy wants and dreams about late at night. The view moves along.) So, moving on, I'd even love to say that girl is me. (View points to an ogress-looking bully type girl.) But that's not me. That's me....right over there. (View points to an average-sized girl, with short blonde hair, bangs covering her left eye. She is wearing a green sweater, long red skirt, and a blue sweater hanging from her hips.) Nothing is wrong with me, I'm just....plain, and I don't wear makeup, either. Our family's looks goes to my brothers. Even my parents say so.
Yep, I'm just plain Nicky. Nicky Anise Little Curtis. Twelve. Lots of allergies and sinuses, though. But that's basically it. Um-I have three brothers, and one's my twin. He's Ponyboy. He always gets the attention from everyone. Sodapop gets all the attention from the girls. And then there's Darry. He's always mean to me. Yep, he's just a mean guy. Nothing to it. Of course, my brothers and I don't exactly spend time with each other. I'm just another person in the house to them. I'm just someone who got born with their precious brother of theirs. But other than that, I guess you could say I was smart. I have an A average. I play the violin, viola, cello, doublebass, guitar, piano, autoharp, bassoon, and oboe.
(View changes to another spot on the picture. It shows a brilliant red head, with a great smile.) Now, that's someone I wouldn't mind being. But I'm not. That's Pepper Ann, one of my best friends. She always stands out. Always. And she's definitely not like me. How we're friends is beyond me. (Picture changes to show a limply boy with blackish-blue hair. He has a beanie on his head, slouched, and appears to not have a care in the world.) Now, that's Milo Kamillani. Actually, without Pepper Ann, I don't think we would know each other's names. But since she's here, we are.
Sometimes I wonder why I was born in this family. I will never fit in. My parents pay a lot more attention to my brothers than me. This really is bad. Why did I get the bad breaks? This isn't fair. This really isn't fair. I hate this. Oh well, without suffering, there would be no compassion. But when is my suffering going to end?
A/N: So, do you like it so far? ^_^! Review, please! It's gonna get better!
By: Aaliyah-Charity
A/N: I'm still working on 'Pepper Ann' and all my other stories, but I wanted to get this on out. I have a million others I want to put out too, it's just I don't have the Internet at home! It's hard to find time now that school is going to close soon. But, anyways, enjoy my stories! I hope you like this one about Nicky! As you know, I will probably change her a bit like Pepper Ann. One day, I will write stories in which they are like on the show. But for now, enjoy my twisted variation! Oh, if you want to imagine Nicky as a real person, think Jewel or Julia Stiles. (Yeah, I watch too many movies and listen to too much music.)
Disclaimer: Sue Rose owns Pepper Ann, and S.E. Hinton owns 'The Outsiders.'
Prologue: This Is My Life
2 Years Ago: 1965
(View focuses on a picture. A class picture actually. The boys are pretty differentiated. The girls....all of them are blonde except for two girls. Now, the narrator speaks.)
Well, this is my class picture. My twin, Ponyboy, isn't in it, because he's not in my class. Now, I'll point you out where I am. I'm the blonde. Wait-every girl in my class is blonde. Let me see....I'd love to be that blonde. (The view changes to a pretty, all-American girl that every guy wants and dreams about late at night. The view moves along.) So, moving on, I'd even love to say that girl is me. (View points to an ogress-looking bully type girl.) But that's not me. That's me....right over there. (View points to an average-sized girl, with short blonde hair, bangs covering her left eye. She is wearing a green sweater, long red skirt, and a blue sweater hanging from her hips.) Nothing is wrong with me, I'm just....plain, and I don't wear makeup, either. Our family's looks goes to my brothers. Even my parents say so.
Yep, I'm just plain Nicky. Nicky Anise Little Curtis. Twelve. Lots of allergies and sinuses, though. But that's basically it. Um-I have three brothers, and one's my twin. He's Ponyboy. He always gets the attention from everyone. Sodapop gets all the attention from the girls. And then there's Darry. He's always mean to me. Yep, he's just a mean guy. Nothing to it. Of course, my brothers and I don't exactly spend time with each other. I'm just another person in the house to them. I'm just someone who got born with their precious brother of theirs. But other than that, I guess you could say I was smart. I have an A average. I play the violin, viola, cello, doublebass, guitar, piano, autoharp, bassoon, and oboe.
(View changes to another spot on the picture. It shows a brilliant red head, with a great smile.) Now, that's someone I wouldn't mind being. But I'm not. That's Pepper Ann, one of my best friends. She always stands out. Always. And she's definitely not like me. How we're friends is beyond me. (Picture changes to show a limply boy with blackish-blue hair. He has a beanie on his head, slouched, and appears to not have a care in the world.) Now, that's Milo Kamillani. Actually, without Pepper Ann, I don't think we would know each other's names. But since she's here, we are.
Sometimes I wonder why I was born in this family. I will never fit in. My parents pay a lot more attention to my brothers than me. This really is bad. Why did I get the bad breaks? This isn't fair. This really isn't fair. I hate this. Oh well, without suffering, there would be no compassion. But when is my suffering going to end?
A/N: So, do you like it so far? ^_^! Review, please! It's gonna get better!