Darry was ready to go, he was just waiting on Soda, as per usual. What he didn't know is that he wouldn't be going into work today, because it was not a usual day. It was in fact, the opposite. As cliche as it may sound, his whole life was about to change. I know, I know, this story seems so cliche, but just hear me out because it will be uncliche very fast.
Anyway, as he stood by the door he heard voices, this was normal but what caught his attention was the pitch. Too high for any man he knew, and he knew quite a lot of people, no this a girl's voice, a few were there. He looked out the front door to see a group of five girls standing in the middle of the street. Well, four standing and one hitching a ride on one. They looked lost, physically and mentally. He leaned closer, not knowing them and because they were quite attractive.
The tallest stood all the way to the left, she wore her dark blonde-light brunette hair in a side braid, from the distance Darry could guess her eyes were brown, she looked to be biting her cheek, she had her long arms crossed over her chest and had a knee popped out, she wore a light blue tank-top and short shorts.
The next girl looked like a cute Japanese nerd. She wore her long raven in a lose pony tail thrown over her shoulder, maybe gray eyes and glasses? she was short, she had a hoodie on with words Darry couldn't make out, she was playing with the strings(like in the Breakfast club, but Darry wouldn't know that), she had short shorts, and something on her leg. She was extremely under weight looking as if she would be gone with the wind (come on, I had to!)
On her right was a girl with bright reddish orange hair, obviously dyed, she looked like she had pink eyes, she wore a purple shirt that was splattered with colors and jeans the same way.
There was a girl on her back, Darry couldn't see how tall she was, she had blonde hair that was half up, half down, possibly green eyes, a green tank top and cammo pants, one shoe was off a swollen ankle. Maybe this was the orange shirt's twin.
She did look exactly like the cammo girl even though she wore an orange shirt and jeans they looked different, her eyes were differnt colors. Blue and gray?
The girl in green spoke up, "this is all your fault Cori!"
"My fault," said Cori, the girl with two different color eyes, "well who's bright idea was it to go on a camping trip?"
"Yours!" All the girls yelled as she ran out of arms reach.
"Look," the the pink eyed said, "I say we try to back to our campsite."
"Are you nuts?!" The tall girl looked up and then at her, "lets just ask to use someone's phone and call someone."
"I agree with Heather," Cori walked next to the tall girl and put her arm around her. Heather quickly pushed it away.
'Well, I agree with Bloss, not because I'm pissed off at Cori or the fact my entire future is possibly riding on her, but because she is right." Said the girl on 'Bloss''s back. "It's up to you Genk, Genk, GENKI!" She yelled and the girl jumped.
"Um, uh," she clearly was not paying a lick of attention, "pineapple!" She guessed, all the girls faced palmed, you know it's bad when there's a double face palm, but a quadruple...
"We're lost, should we try to find our campsite, or ask to use someone's phone?" Heather said as calmly as possible.
"Oh, ask, we can meet more people." She smiled and they all threw their hands up and sighed.
'Why do we even bother?" The girl on Bloss's back muttered, leaning on her head.
At this point all the boys had gathered to watch, except Soda who ran out the front door, obliviously. "Oh, uh, hi." He said noticing them there, "oh," he looked back at the guys, "so that's what they were starring at."
"Smooth," Darry called. "Do y'all wanna come in and use the phone, and for her to rest up." He gestured to the injured girl.
'No," she crossed her arms on Bloss's head, 'I don't a bunch of guys, whom we don't know's, help." She lost because Bloss limped forward.
"Why aren't you carrying her," she said to Cori, "She's your sister." Cori didn't say anything she just walked in. The second Bloss was close enough she through the twin on the couch and plopped next to her.
"Easy there, I may hate her, but she's my twin, and if she gets hurt on my watch do you know how long I'll be grounded?" Bloss rolled her eyes and her twin through her hands up to say, 'I'm right here'.
Heather went straight to the phone which was old fashioned, "wow this is worth more than two of my pay checks."She said as she dialed a number, the boys looked at each other, Johnny found it in the trash.
"So who are you guys?" Soda asked as he did a double take of Genki putting a bag of ice on the girl(because no one had seen her grab it).
"I'm Blossom, like the Powerpuff Girl, my mom named me that because of my pink eyes, I just dye my hair her color. The girl on the phone is Heather."
"I'm Genki," the girl tended to the injured one, "it means energetic or enthusiastic in Japanese."
"I'm Cori, or Corvie whichever, it short for Corvette and," she wrapped her arm around her sister, who was in pain, "is Chevy, short for Chevrolet."
"I can't get Ford on the phone." Heather announced with the phone on her shoulder.
"Let it ring once then hang up, that annoys the shit out of him." Chevy muttered than cursed because she shifted.
"So who are you guys?" Corvie asked rubbing her ankle, which the same one Chevy hurt.
"I'm Darry," he announced and all the girls except for Heather, who was on the phone, exchanged glances.
"I'm Soda," the other brother continued and the other girls rolled their eyes.
"Wait as in the Outsider's?" Blossom asked and the boys exchanged glances.
"The what?" Dally asked.
"Well it obviously happened look at his hair," Cori pointed at Pony. "Genk, did you bring your copy?"
"Just because I'm the nerd doesn't mean I have every book on me at all times!" She sighed but began pulling books out of her bag. "Lighting Thief, Sea of Monsters, Titan's curse, Battle of Labyrinth, Last Olympian, Lost Hero, Son of Neptune, Mark of Athena, House of Hades, Blood of Olympus, Sorcerers Stone, Chamber of Secrets, Prisoner of Azkaban, Goblet of Fire, Order of the Phoenix, Half-Blood Prince, Deathly Hallows, here it is! The Outsiders!" Genki pulled out her beat up copy of the book.
"Wait," Pony shook his head, "that's what I called my theme for last semester."
"Yeah, it's a pretty good but sad book." Blossom pointed out.
Corvie pointed to Dally and Johnny, "why is you alive?"
Chevy slapped her sister, "Cori you can't ask people why they aren't dead!"
"We die?" Johnny asked and Genki nodded solemnly.
Heather slammed the phone down, 'I can't get your idiot of a brother on the phone."
"Well, duh, because we're in the sixties." Cori threw her hands up in the air.
"What in the Sam Harry is going on?" Heather demanded and Chevy explained. "Why do you expect me to believe that, I haven't even had a cup of coffee yet."
'You don't need coffee to live." Blossom looked at her incredulously.
"Do I look like a morning person to you?" Heather raised an eyebrow. 'Coffee is life, it's the only reason I go on."
"Aside from Heather's sad love life," Chevy started, "how the freaking hell did we get here?" She cursed. The girls all looked to Genki who was busy staring off into space. Chevy looked at her watch, pulled something out of her pocket and hit Genki very hard. She handed her a protein bar, "it's time to eat." Genki shook her head and Blossom sat on her. "Eat the god damn bar or I will shove it down your throat." Chevy gritted her teeth and Genki reluctantly took the snack. She slowly opened it and took a bite. "So do you have any idea how the hell we got here?" At first she didn't answer, she just slowly chewed.
"Genk, how about I do your leg?" Genki nodded and Corvie sat down on the floor and she handed the two color eyed girl markers Genki moved her leg so she could draw on it. The boys gasped to see a huge and deep scar running down the side of her long legs (for a short girl).
"How did you get it?" Pony asked and she shrugged. Dally opened his mouth to say more but Heather moved her hand by her neck back and forth to signal them to stop.
"So Genk," Corvie colored as she spoke, "did you have any dreams last night?"
"Yeah," she covered her mouth, "remember that Pinterst post, the two pills, the red transports you to your favorite fictional land, the blue brings them to yours? Well I toke the red one."
"That could not of brought you here." Two-Bitt declared.
"Oh, no, she doesn't dream very often but when she does they come true, like she dreamed Corvie and I would get into a accident and we did." Chevy stood up for her sitting down.
"No we didn't," Corvie protested.
"Yes we did you hit your head."
"That explains so much." Blossom realized.
"Oh, yeah I hit my head," she pointed at her knee, "and my knee," she pointed at her head.
"How are you still alive?" Blossom asked.
"I didn't give her permission to die because I need someone to punch." Chevy put her palms out.
"Oh, that's why" Corvie looked as if the universe was explained to her.
"And you call me dumb." Genki rolled her eyes surprising everyone.
"Okay guys we gotta get ready to roll out." Heather stood up and Cori groaned.
"Where are you guys gonna go?" Darry asked standing in front of her.
"We'll figure out something." She crossed her arms and looked down.
"Yeah like the time I hitchhiked to Mexico" Corvie smiled proudly.
"Seriously how are you still alive?" Heather turned around and moved her hands to her sides dramatically. Cori shrugged.
"Well," Heather turned back around to Darry, "we were told to never leave a lady, er, ladies on the street."
"All right Chevy get out." Cori laughed earning her a glare. If looks could kill there wouldn't be a body.
"I hate you so much." The twin stodd up and leaned forward so their foreheads touched.
"Love you!" Corvie's head tilted forward when she talked and the same for Chevy.
"You're the bane of my existence."
"Hope you step on a lego."
"Hope you cut your leg on a razor scooter."
"I hope you go bald!" At this Chevy grabbed her own hair and the guys froze. The greasers had a rule, never make fun of someone's hair.
"I hope the cancel Oprah!" Chevy yelled in her twin's face.
She gasped, "You take that back!" Cori yelled very loudly
"You calling me a lair?"
"I ain't calling you a truther!"
"Sorry."
"Well, sorry doesn't sweeten my tea!" At this all the girls besides Blossom laughed.
"You guys are so mature." Blossom rolled her eyes as Genki tapped her side.
"Bloss, I'm done, can I go to the bathroom?" She was very quiet.
"No!" all the girls yelled and she shrank back in fear.
"But, I don't feel good," She whispered, "I might throw up on Bloss."
"It wouldn't be the first time." Blossom turned to see Genk blushing. "Well maybe if you ate slower."
"I did!" She exclaimed. "My stomach is hardwired." Genki was getting frustrated.
Before they could fight anymore Heather stepped up, "I'll go check it out okay?" She talked softly as if they were four. Genki smiled but Blossom glared; her glares seemed intense but she would never hurt her. Before going she turned to Darry, "do you have any razors in the bathroom?" Her tone was very soft and Darry nodded. "Is it okay if I move them?"
"Go ahead," he showed her to the bathroom.
She looked under the sink, "thank you for letting us stay. We'll get jobs, well not Corvie, she'd be fired in the first five minutes," Darry chuckled. Heather pulled a lot of stuff out and he put it in his room. She stepped out, "Genk you're-" The nerd was already in the bathroom. Heather returned to her friends. Chevy was cussing her leg out, Cori was thinking (that was never good), and Bloss was stretching. "Uh-oh Corvette is thinking again."
"Chev' I just realized something," She turned to her twin but she was to busy with her leg. "Chevy, Chevy, Chevrolet!" She was to deep in thought so Cori slapped her own leg and the girl snapped up.
"What could could possibly be so important that you-"
Corvie interrupted her, "we don't have meds." At this her eyes widened. "I mean," she started talking really fast while pacing, "what-are-we-going-to-do-we'll-go-through-withdraw-again-and-withdraws-a-bitch-we-need-them-Remember-the-last-time-we-didn't-have-them-it-didn't-go-really-well-we-went-inpatient-we-need-them-we-cant-live-without-them."
"Cori."
"How-will-we-survive-without-?"
"Corv'."
"We-can't-just-not-take-our-meds."
"Corvie."
"I-can't-go-back-to-inpatient."
"Corvette."
"We-can't-go-back-to-the-hospital."
"Corvette!"
"I-can't-do-this-again."
"Corvette Marquis Bridgeton!" Chevy yelled standing and slapped her.
"Thank you I needed that."
"We have eight a piece so we'll take one tomorrow wait a day to take another then two and so on." She grabbed her shoulders.
"How is know one else freaking out about how we got here?!" Blossom yelled throwing hands up.
"It hasn't hit me yet." Cori answered.
"3-2-1" Chevy spun her arms in a circle and pointed at her sister.
"Oh, my god how the hell did we get here?"