Disclaimer: I don't own The Outsiders, just my OC's.
"Hurry the hell up."
Jessica Daniels rolled her eyes when she heard her best friend, Aubrey Winston, yelling for what seemed like the millionth time. Jessica was twenty years old. Her skin was slightly tanned and she was average height, 5'8''. She had long light brown hair and green eyes. She wore tight dark jeans, a white t-shirt and a leather jacket. She had on a pair of black converse sneakers and her hair was pulled back into a ponytail. She dressed like a New York bad boy except she was a bad girl.
"I'm coming, calm down." She could hear Aubrey huffing downstairs and imagined her flipping her long blonde hair over her shoulder. Aubrey was twenty-two; she had pale skin and was 5'6''. She seemed taller because she wore heals most of the time. The two of them were nothing alike. Bre had blue eyes and dressed like a girl. She usually had on jeans with low-cut shirts that were some eye-catching color. She spent at least an hour everyday on her hair and makeup while Jess just brushed her's and moved on.
The truth was she had been sitting in the bedroom of her small Brooklyn apartment for the past twenty minutes staring at the floor hoping that Aubrey would just leave without her. They were driving to Tulsa, Oklahoma to see Aubrey's dad and tell him that she was getting married. Jessica had been roped into going due to some best friend code that she was sure Bre had made up but she didn't call her on it. She didn't even understand why she wanted to tell her father, they hadn't spoken in years. Thaddeus Winston had moved to Tulsa five years earlier, he never called, never wrote, it hurt Jess and she wasn't even his real daughter. Maybe she didn't understand the appeal of having your father at your wedding because she didn't have a father, or any family for that matter. The Winstons had been like family to her but now all that was left of that was Aubrey. That's probably why she picked up the black duffel bag lying on the floor next to her feet, slapped on a fake smile and bounded down the stairs.
"I'm ready."
"It's about damb time. I have been waiting here for half an hour."
"Like it will make that big of a difference we still have like a day of driving ahead of us." They walked out the door and Jess locked it behind her before going over to Bre's car, a beat-up old Jeep.
"I know and if we had more money we would fly but we don't so…" Jess nodded and threw her bag into the back while Aubrey got into the drivers seat.
"So I'm stuck in the car with you and your crappy music for the next 24 hours?" Jess responded as she got in the front seat eyeing the CD's on the floor.
"My music is not crappy and it will give us time to talk."
"About what? We talk all the time."
"About seeing my dad, me getting married, what we will do if we see you know who…"
"No I don't know, who?"
Aubrey raised an eyebrow as she started the engine of her car. Jessica knew exactly whom she was talking about, Aubrey's younger brother, Jessica's ex-best friend, Jessica's ex-boyfriend…Dallas Winston.