Heaven Help Me

by CriminalOutsider'sGirl14

*"Don't you ever pay attention?" Pony growled at me. Soda elbowed him and grinned softly. "Hey, lay off," he said easily. But Pony did lay off. Because he always listens to what Soda says. Always.*-Pup How is Darry suppose to survive having four younger brothers? Life will never be the same for the the five Curtis's after their parent's auto wreck. (previously submitted characters)

1. Chapter 1

Chapter 1: The Great Escape

Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I do not own "The Outsiders" or any of the Curtis' Gang. Sigh. The real owner of "The Outsiders" is my favorite author, the fabulous S.E. Hinton. I also do not make a profit from the stories that I write here on this site.

A/N: I ending up picking BlackAndWhiteRoseWolf's character, so Tiger belongs to her. You guys can look over her submission of you want. And I am going to be using a few suggestions from Chicago Fire Buddies, and those suggestions belong to her. And for the second character, Pup/Pete, belongs to BaggelsandBroadway. Sound good? Now, without further ado, the story! ;D

Tiger's POV (August, 1966)

I'm going to have to move to Antartica for a year to recover from this best stroke, I thought as I flopped down on the couch. I had been working with Darry for months now, but this was my first time working in Oklahoma's August heat wave. I had no idea how Darry's survived the past two years, much less dad for twenty plus years.

With the thought of my father I felt a familiar pang of sorrow in my chest, but it quickly went away when I saw my youngest brother walk through the door, dripping in sweat. Ponyboy grinned at me, starting to walk towards the living room. I pinched my nose.

"Save it till after the shower, kid, you smell like death," I teased. He mock-glared at me, swatting my head and making a B-line for the shower.

"So do you," he called over his shoulder. I shrugged. There was only one shower. I grabbed the Rubik's Cube off of the coffee table and began working on it. I had most of the green squares lined up, but when I went to move it to align the other colors it always messed up my green. I frowned in concentration.

"Don't you have homework to be workin' on, Ty?" Darry questioned as he walked into the house, groceries in tow.

"Yeah," I drawled slowly, still fidgeting with the Rubik's cube.

"Well then, get on it," he said, equally as slow and dragged out. "The state'll have my hide if you keep skippin' out on your homework."

"Tell that to Pup," I recommended.

"Let me worry about your kid brother," Darry snapped grumpily. "You try getting him to sit still and focus for once."

I took the hint and slunk back to the shower just as Ponyboy came out, dressed and not reeking of death any more.

"Remember, Pony, I'm pickin' you up from school tomorrow, alright? Meet me outside your classroom," I told him. He nodded in agreement.

"Mrs. McKim?" I asked sweetly, laying in my best charm in order to get a bathroom pass.

Score, I though as I excited the classroom. I wonder how navy times she'll fall for the bathroom trick before she realizes that I never come back?

A/N: I know, not much happening in this chapter, but next chapter will be more interesting, I promise! :3

Also, Chicago Fire Buddies suggested asthma for her character, which gave me a good idea to give a character allergies (or slight asthma, or both). But who should it be? I'm leaning towards Pup or Pony, but you can suggest any character. Maybe both could have it.