Alright! It's here! This is my first Outsiders Fan Fic, and I ope you all love it!
Props to my lovely beta, Jasmine James, who helped me with my unnatural semi-colon obsession.
Disclaimer: Do I own The Outsiders? No, no I do not. Do I wish I did? Why yes, yes I do.
Read on!
-Destiny :)
Darrel Curtis couldn't put his finger on it, but he felt like something was going to happen that morning.
The gang was scattered throughout the house; some, including Darry, were sitting in the kitchen eating their breakfast of eggs and toast. Sodapop was wolfing down his food so fast that Darry didn't think he even paused to breathe. Steve was lounging next to the counter with his arms crossed in front of him, looking bored.
Darry chuckled, "Having fun over there?" Steve put on his usual frown and glared at Darry, who glared back in return.
Darry stood up from the kitchen table and put his plate in the sink. He checked the clock in the kitchen and cursed silently; he would be late to work if he didn't hurry.
He grabbed his boots and walked briskly into the living room. Dallas sat next to Johnny who was in a deep conversation with Ponyboy. Dallas had his boots resting on the coffee table, but Darry pushed them off as he walked by. Dallas mumbled something that rhymed with "ducking class roll." Darry punched him in the shoulder lightly, and the blonde boy grumbled something that was inaudible to Darry. He chuckled and walked over to the door.
"I'm off to work. Don't break anything!" He called over his shoulder. A few "bye's" came from the kitchen and living room.
Darry threw open the door and bolted out, not wanting to be late for work.
The last thing he was expecting was to run right smack into something. Or, well, someone.
"God! Face it, we're lost!" Demi cried out to no one in particular seeing as how her two best friends were ignoring her. It wasn't very surprising considering that this was probably the thirtieth time she had complained since leaving the campgrounds this morning. Avery rolled her eyes and turned to her.
"You know, whining about it isn't going to make my house appear before our eyes! If all you're going to do is complain, then just shut your trap!" Avery scolded. Demi glared at her friend, but she could tell that she was just stressed out. Avery would never admit to it, but Demi knew. She sighed and her shoulders sagged in defeat.
"I know, I'm just freaking out. I'm sorry, but not all of us would be able to take on a group of muggers by ourselves." That got a smile out of Avery, who most likely could take on a group of muggers single-handedly. Demi smiled, knowing that this reminder would make her friend a little more at ease. They had somehow emerged from the woods in the wrong neighborhood, even though they had taken the same path that they had always taken since they were little kids.
They were walking down a pretty rugged looking street, and Demi gulped nervously. She hadn't been mugged before, and as shocking as it might be to find out; she wanted to keep it that way.
There was a white house that had a small, clean looking front yard. The house didn't have the "scary" look that all the houses on this road had. Demi watched Meagan nod and turn to the other girls.
"Okay, let's stop and ask for directions. Maybe they know which way the road is." Demi nodded at the exact same moment that Avery shook her head. They both looked at each other questioningly. Demi opened her mouth to speak, but Avery beat her to it.
"Come on, guys. We can find it on our own. If we just keep walking then eventually we'll make it back home." Avery reasoned. Demi rolled her eyes at her friend. Avery had never been the type to ask for help. She was more of the I'll-do-it-by-myself-or-I'll-die-trying kind of girl.
"What if we don't find our way back and perish in the middle of some road?" Demi could see it now… There she was, lying in the middle of some unknown road surrounded by hoodlums with knives. No. Way. She shivered; Meagan laughed.
"Because that's not a worst case scenario type of thing." She shook her head and sighed. "We're just going to go ask for some help. I don't think they'll mind if we ask for some directions." Meagan began walking up the steps. Avery and Demi looked at one another and shrugged at the same time. They began following Meagan after a short pause. Just as they were about to climb the front steps, Meagan raised her hand to knock on the door…
…and was pummeled by a large person.
Darry quickly reached out to stop the person from teetering off the steps. He then noticed that this person was a little less than a foot shorter than him, reaching only to his chest. He also noticed that she was very pretty. Darry didn't usually notice that about girls. He usually didn't have time to notice, but this girl had light brown hair and blue eyes that were currently wide in shock.
He looked over her shoulder at the other two girls. They were similar in height, but other than that they didn't resemble each other very much. The one on the left had light skin and short, black hair. She also had green eyes and a sarcastic grin. She stood with her fingers hooked in her pocket loops of her black jeans. She looked over at the other girl, who was the shortest of the three. She had brown hair and tan skin. She struck him as average; her hair was long, but not too long, and she was short, but not too short. She also had blue eyes that were wide with…shock? Darry couldn't tell, but he watched as she looked at the black haired girl…
…And they both broke into a fit of hysterical laughter. They pointed at him and the girl who he was still holding onto and laughed.
"Oh my God!" The short one yelled.
"Your FACES!" The other finished.
The brown haired girl clutched the black haired girl's shoulder and continued to laugh.
Who were these people?