Author's Note: I decided to do a sister story, but not a Curtis sister because I was getting tired of seeing those all over the place, so I decided to do one about Two-Bit's sister. If you have any suggestions, please leave them in your Review. Thanks, and I will try my best to update this!

Chapter 1 – The Beginning

I woke up in an empty, pitch black living room, just barely still lying on the sofa. I turned on the lamp and stared at the blank screen on the TV.

"Two-Bit?" I called out, trying to find out if my brother was at home, or at Ponyboy's house. I turned on the TV, thinking about the dream I had – about Dally. It was only yesterday that I came back to Tulsa, and found out Dally and Johnny had died a few weeks ago. Last I heard, they were in the hospital from that burning church. Damnit, why was it that my stupid mom had to take me away from Tulsa, and wouldn't let me leave just for a few days to see my friends? Why did she have to start dating that idiot who can't even get my name right after six months of seeing me all the time? For all I know, they'd probably be married in two weeks, and Mom would end up pregnant. I had to get away, part of the reason was to see Dally, the person I had a huge crush on while I lived in Tulsa. To my surprise, no one knew, not even Two-Bit who knew everything, well, about me.

Just then, Two-Bit came in, alone to my surprise.

"Hey Maddy." He waved to me, I couldn't tell if he was drunk, or just having a good time.

"Hi," I said with a sigh. Everything had just come in such a rush, mom's new boyfriend, Dallas and Johnny dead, Johnny killing that Soc, it had all been just one big ambush. I was surprised I hadn't even seen Johnny and Dally in the Obituaries section, but dead people gave me the chills, so I always skipped that part.

"Where were you?" I asked, glancing at the clock and seeing it was just past 3:00 in the morning.

"Went out with Steve 'n Soda." He replied, plopping down on the couch and stealing the remote from me. "They still playin' those Mickey Mouse episodes early in the morning?" Everytime Two-Bit mentioned Mickey Mouse, I had to laugh. I had never seen a Greaser liking a cartoon, and to be honest Mickey Mouse annoyed me like Hell, but I had gotten used to him.

"Mmm, I dunno.." I thought for a minute, realizing I had hardly gotten a chance to watch TV for the past month.

Two-Bit flipped through the channels as I thought – I thought about Dallas and Johnny, those two didn't deserve to die.

"Yesss," I heard Two-Bit sigh under his breath, clicking on the Mickey Mouse show. I rolled my eyes and silently laughed,

"Where's Dad?" I had just realized I hadn't seen Dad at all in the past year. Oh well, it wasn't that much of a loss. Me and Two-Bit were the only ones who were tough, but not strict. Hardly anyone in the gang had met our father, but almost everyone had met our Mother.

"I dunno, he hardly comes home anymore. When he does, he's too drunk to talk to." I hinted a sound of disappointment in Two-Bit's voice, I imagined he was lonely, but at least he had the gang. All I had was the telephone, and the occasional visit to a friends house. I was under strict rules at my Mom's house, and I didn't like it.