Disclaimer: I don't own anything from the Outsiders, I only own my OC which are Cindy Walker and Autumn!
I watched as the other kids from my grade play and laugh, while I sat on the hard muddy ground. I use to have lots of friends I could play with at recess but every since my mom and dad died, I became more antisocial. "Hey Autumn, you know its recess right? You should be playing with friends. Oh but wait you don't have any." I blinked but I didn't react much to the group behind me. I knew who they were. They were a group of mini Socs, trying to bug me because I was the little sister of three Greasers.
Where I live, there are two groups of social classes, the Greasers and the Socs. Though I am not technically a full Greaser yet, since I am only nine, the Socs considered me one and they want to take me out when I am young, so they don't have to worry about me when I'm older. But because I'm only a kid, it wouldn't look good for them if people saw that they were beating up a little nine year old girl. So, instead they sent there little brothers and sisters after me. "Hey, Greaser I'm talkin to you."
I let out a heavy sign before turning to look at the group of kids behind me; I flinched a little after seeing how much the group has grown since last time. At the head of cult was Cindy Walker, a short, slightly chubby, blonde hair blue eye, Soc. Cindy has always despised me, for reasons unknown to me, ever since kindergarten. Actually I guess I did know why she didn't like me; I think it had something to do with me snubbing her in front of the whole class.
"Okay Aura, you have fun today," Mommy said, while looking at with her loving green eyes. I smiled at my mom for using my nickname.
"But not too much fun, so you won't want to come home in the afternoon," Daddy added in. I, again, smiled at my parents before turning to look at my three older brothers. The youngest of my brothers is Ponyboy, yes that's his real name my dad wanted to be creative with our names. Pony was the only one in my family that I could go to when I needed help going back to sleep after having a nightmare. He would always read me a story then get me some milk from the refrigerator; he would also stay in my room and hold my hand until I was fast asleep again.
Next was Sodapop, he was my one and only partner in crime. If Soda wanted to pull a prank on someone, I was the first person he asked to help him. Of course I always said yes. He almost always took me where ever he went, even if mom and dad said that I couldn't go. He was my best friend.
Last was Darrel, but we all call him Darry. Darry is probably the one I am most close to in my family, besides my mom, he has always been there to protect me. Whenever I get scraped up or if I feel like crying, I go to Darry. He always tries his best to make me smile and laugh again; I once asked him why he wanted me to smile and laugh all the time, he said because my smiles and laughs light up a whole room in the darkest of hours.
"Don't worry, daddy I won't," I said, while giving a toothy grin. "Bye Soda, Pony, and Darry, have fun at school." I ran into the kindergarten building, I turned to look at my family one more time and waved them goodbye. I looked around the room in a quick glance before sitting in the first seat I saw and waited until the bell rang.
"Uh excuse me," an aggravating voice said behind me. I turned to see a group of girls, all blondes by the way, staring at me intently.
"You're excused," I say in the most innocent voice I could manage. Soda told me, if someone said excuse me, you tell them their excused. I heard laughs coming from every side of the room. The girls glared at me before the one, who seemed to be the leader, started to talk again.
"Your. In. My. Seat," the girl said slowly, as if I was stupid or something. I could still see traces of red on her face from my comment. That embarrassed her? I looked on and around the desk for a minute before turning to look at the girl again. "I don't see your name anywhere." The kids around me started laughing again, while the girl in front of me turned bright red.
"Just watch your back. . . .Greaser," she gave me one more dirty look before flipping her blonde hair and walking away.
". . . . Have the scissors, Bobby?" As I returned to reality, I heard the last part of Cindy's sentence and freaked out. I stood up and took off to the other side of the playground. "Don't let her get away!" I outran them pretty fast; I had it in my genes. Just a few feet from the door into the class room, the wind was knocked out of me. I looked up to see Bobby Lowers on top of me, grinning at me. I tried to free myself but Bobby's grip on me only tightened.
"Now, where were we Autumn," panted Cindy, as the rest of her group came running up, out of breathe. I smirked, they were out of breath, and I wasn't. "Aw, aren't we a little too fat to be running so much, Cindy?" Cindy glared at me before talking out scissors, and smiled evilly at me.
"Why don't we give you a haircut," she said "I mean your hair is pretty long Autumn, we'll help you out with that." When she was close enough I spit in her face, and smirked in satisfaction when she squealed. "Ew! That is so gross! Ew! You Greasers are disgusting!" Cindy dropped the scissors and started to wipe her face with the sleeve of her dress. Just as another mini Soc was about to pick up the scissors, the bell rang signaling it was time to go home. Bobby let go of my hands before standing up in anger.
"See you guys, next week!" I said, while backing up "don't fall off a cliff and die; I want to see your pretty faces on Monday." I heard most of the mini Socs growl in anger but they didn't say anything. I grabbed my backpack from the classroom and skipped outside, waiting for Darry or Soda to come and pick me up. After waiting a few minutes, I got bored of waiting for my brothers, so I started to walk home.