Disclaimer-I do not own the Outsiders. I only own Victoria and her family.

A/N-I am horrible at describing people, especially siblings, so if you have any questions PM me or just ask in a review

The hot Oklahoma air beat down on my pale skin as I walked from the small dinner called Jay's which I worked. I pulled my blue-black hair into a ponytail and walked a little faster. I couldn't wait to get home and take off this ridiculous uniform. I looked to my right and seen my twin brother Jason. We looked pretty much exactly alike if you look past our gender. Jason looks just like me in boy version, or maybe it's me that look like him since he is older by three minutes.

I live in a three bedroom and one bathroom house with my three brother, two sister and my mom. My life isn't horrible, but not perfect by any means. My dad ran out on us when I will three and my mom is an alcoholic. The worse part is my brother and I quit school so we could help with the bills. Though Jason spends most of his time running around with Tim Shepherd's gang and my other two brother, he still brings in some money. My older sister Sarah spends most of her time volunteering at the local homeless shelter; so my youngest sister Taylor is the only one that goes to school full time now, since Sarah is to old, and that drives my older brother Blake crazy. Jake is Taylor's twin and I must say if you saw them you wouldn't notice any relationship between them cause of Taylor's long golden blonde hair and Jake's light brown, but their eyes are exactly the same light blue and there personalities match perfectly too. Jason and I are the only ones with dark hair and grey eyes. Sarah has short red hair and dark green eyes while Blake has dirty blonde. I think the reason dad left us was because mom cheated on him and only two of the six children were his.

I snapped back to reality as I started up the steps to my home. I wasn't the greatest, but it was the nicest on our block since me and my siblings fixed it up last summer. My mother sat on the porch swing and nodded a greeting to us as we walked by, a whiskey bottle in her hand.

I sighed and flopped onto my bed when me and Jason entered the room that we share with Blake. After awhile Jason changed and told me he was meeting some broad at Buck's before he scrambled out the door. I wrinkled my nose in disguised when he left. Most of the broads that he dated were way to easy and loud too. Though I would never tell him that since he was the only one who approved of my boyfriend Peter. It wasn't that Peter was a player or a hood. He was just older. And not some gross old man either. I mean he was only nineteen, but since I was only sixteen Blake said it was wrong and I should find someone my own age. Blake is only seventeen, but he acts like he is my dad. But I guess it isn't just him, my fourteen year old siblings don't like it either, they think it's gross.

"Victoria dinners done," Jake said poking his head into my room. I sat up and yawned.

"What is it and who made it?" I asked grabbing the small amount of money that was in my leather jacket pocket.

"Sarah made it and I think it's pork chops," he said. I sighed in relief and walked into the living room were I saw my eighteen year old sister dressed in a Tweety Bird pajamas. When she seen me walk in and sit down at the table she smiled.

"Hey Tori, how was work," she asked laying a plate down in front of my half-asleep mom.

"Work is work," I said shrugging. Blake looked at me and I groaned and stood up.

"If he's going to start anything, I'm leaving," I warned knowing that he would take the opportunity to sat something about school.

"All I was going to say was that the spring dance was coming up and you could always take time off of work to go," he said defending himself.

"Oh look, food," Taylor said shoving a fork full of peas into her mouth as she attempted to distract us. We all ate in silence and when I was finally done I ran to my room, not able to get away from Blake's cold glare fast enough. As I was changing into my pajamas Taylor came in.

"What is it?" I asked brushing my hair and frowning at how pale I was against it. I loved my hair, but would change my complexion any day.

"Peter called and said he was picking you up at seven tomorrow," she said, trying to keep her voice low.

"Okay," I said. I sat there and waited for her to go, but when she didn't I turned to her.

"May I help you again?" I asked.

"Well, you see," she said trying to ask me something.

"Just spit it out," I complained.

"I have to work on a history project with a boy in my class, but we didn't get it all done so one of us has to go to the others house, but Blake said that if I go over there I have to have a sibling come too since my partners a boy," she said so fast I could barely understand the words.

"Why doesn't he come here?" I asked. She looked at the floor and then in the direction of the kitchen.

"I don' want him to see mom," she confessed shamefully. I nodded sadly.

"I'll go with you Saturday. May I ask the boys name?" I said turning back around and grabbing my hair brush.

"Johnny Cade," she said quietly. I looked at her for a second and raised my eyebrows.

"You mean the one in Curtis' gang?" I asked. She nodded and I sighed. It wasn't that I didn't like the Curtis', it's just my brother have never seen eye to eye.

"I promise not to tell Blake," she said after awhile. I shrugged.

"Who cares if they know, I'll take you Saturday like I said. Now turn out the light so I can go to bed," I said yawning. She smiled and did as I said before crawling into bed with me.