This is my first Outsiders fanfic so if you review please be nice. I have done other fanfics, but this is the first one that I have done for a book.
disclaimer: I don't own anything that is associated with The Outsiders book.
Six months had gone by since the death of the greasers' two friends, Dallas Winston and Johnny Cade.
Sodapop was slowly getting over Sandy's leaving, Ponyboy was out of school for the summer and getting ready to go back, Darry was working just as hard as he normally did and trying to worry less.
It was early in the day, about 10 am, when a young woman, who stood about 5'7, with shoulder-length, medium brown hair walked into the DX station. Sodapop and Steve were both working and they watched her walk in.
"Who's that?" Soda asked Steve, but not taking his eyes off the girl.
"I've never seen her around. The way she's dressed, she looks like a soc's girl."
"You're probably right."
They went back to work, but they looked up when she came out, "Excuse me, guys, maybe you can help me?"
Soda and Steve leaned up against the pumps, "Maybe, what do you need?"
She walked closer and something seemed familiar to both of them, "I'm looking for the local police station."
They gave her directions, she thanked them and left.
"I don't care if she is a soc, that chick was damn cute." Soda smiled at Steve.
"You're right there, buddy."
Ponyboy showed up at the station not too long after the girl had left, "Soda, did you see that girl that just left here?"
"Yes, we saw her."
"She looked familiar for some reason. Is she from around here?"
Soda put his arm around Pony's shoulder, "Don't think so or Steve and I would already know her."
They all laughed.
Later that night, the Curtis brothers were eating supper when there was a knock on the door.
They all looked at the door, but Darry stood up, "I don't know who it is, but I'll get it."
He opened the door, but Soda and Pony couldn't see who it was. He stood talking for a few minutes and then moved so the girl from earlier could walk inside.
Darry pulled out the extra chair for her, she sat down and he want to make her a plate.
Soda and Pony excused themselves and went into the kitchen, but before they could ask him what was going on Two Bit and Steve walked in.
Steve walked over to the girl, "Didn't I see you earlier today?"
She nodded, "Weren't you one of the guys that gave me directions to the police station?"
Steve nodded and sat down.
Two Bit walked over, "Steve, ain't you got any manners?" He sat down, "Name's Two Bit and you are?"
"Candace, but everyone calls me Candy."
Steve sneered, "What's a girl like you doing on our side of town alone?"
Candy stood up, "What kind of girl is that?"
The Curtis brothers were watching from the kitchen door, they would stop anything if it started.
"You come down here with your fancy dress and make-up, how did you manage to get Darry to let you in anyway?"
"I knocked, that's more then I can say for you."
"Oh, I'm hurt." Steve grabbed his chest like she had thrown a punch.
"Not yet, but do you want me to hurt you?" Candy was curling and uncurling her fingers into fists as she spoke.
Steve's attitude went from happy to threatening, "You gonna hit me, little girl? Just remember, I'll hit back."
Darry stepped forward, "No you won't, you start hitting women and we'll be as bad as the soc's say we are." He turned to Candy, "Candy, do you have a place to stay tonight?"
She shook her head, "I thought I would have more time to find a place, but finding the grave in the cemetery was impossible."
"Then you'll stay on the couch."
Darry turned back to Steve, "And I'm not going to have any trouble from you."
Steve nodded, but gave Candy a dirty look.
They all sat down again to eat, but Candy played with the food in front of her, "I'm sorry, Darry, but I'm not real hungry."
"I understand."
Two Bit stood up, "Ok, who are you?" He said looking at Candy, "I feel like I know you, but I can't put my finger on it."
Candy looked at Darry, "Go ahead and tell them, he was their friend too."
She looked down at her plate, "My full name is Candace Marie Winston and Dallas Winston was my brother."
The whole room was dead quiet.
Ponyboy was the first one to speak, "Dally had a sister?"
She looked at him, "Has a sister, I came here to see his grave and to say good-bye. I couldn't find it."
"I know where it is. We all do." Pony continued.
Candy smiled, "You must be Ponyboy and…" She turned, "That would make you Sodapop."
Soda smiled and nodded, "Steve and I thought you were a soc when we saw you at the station this morning."
Candy wrinkled her nose, "Dally told me about them. Why would you think that?"
"The way you're dressed and talk."
Candy giggled, "Don't let that fool you. Dally always made sure his little sister could take care of herself when he wasn't around."
They all nodded. Candy got up, put her plate in the sink and came back out, "Darry, do you, by any chance, have something I can borrow to sleep in and do you mind if I get a shower?"
Darry nodded, "I'll find you something." He got up and went to his room.
"I hate wearing dresses; give me a pair of jeans and a t-shirt any day. If Dally saw me wearing a skirt I would never hear the end of it."
"Was Dally a hard ass with you too?" Two Bit was interested to know.
"He never mentioned me, did he?" She looked around the room.
They all shook their heads.
"I didn't think so. He didn't tell many people that he had a sister, he was very overprotective of me." Candy looked across the room and looked like she was spacing out, "How did he die?"
They all looked at each other.
"Come on, tell me. How did my brother die?"
Soda stood up, "He was shot."
She turned and looked at him, "Did he die alone?"
Soda didn't like the look she was giving him. He shook his head, "No, we were there with him."
"As long as he wasn't alone." She pulled her knees up to her chin and stayed quiet until Darry came out.
"Here you go." He handed her a stack of clothes.
"Thanks." She went into the bathroom and closed the door.
"She was quiet." Darry looked around the room.
"I told her how Dally died." Soda got up and walked into the kitchen.
Darry gave Soda a dirty look.
"She wanted to know."
Everyone nodded in agreement.
Darry nodded, "Ok, Pony, tomorrow you'll take her to Dally's grave and no one is going to mess with her." He looked at Steve.
"I'll leave her alone." Steve scowled.
A few minutes later, Candy came out of the bathroom. Her dark hair was wet and lying on her shoulders, there was no trace of make-up and she was only wearing Darry's t-shirt.
She shuffled into the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water.
They were all staring at her strangely when she came out, "What, haven't you guys ever seen a girl just get out of the shower?"
Two Bit smiled, "Not in this house."
Candy looked at Darry, "Is this ok around Ponyboy?"
"I'm not a kid, ya know." Ponyboy looked at her with the smallest amount of hurt in his eyes.
"I can see that, Ponyboy, but you are still young. I don't want to show you anything you're not supposed to see." She looked at Darry, "Should I put on a robe or something?"
"No, you're covered." Darry said from his chair.
"Ok." Candy sat down on the floor next to Two Bit and Steve, "Two Bit, is it true you can lift anything from anywhere?"
He smiled and started telling her a bunch of stories. They all laughed and talked well into the night. They shared stories about each other, Dally and Johnny.
Darry stood up at midnight, "Good night, guys."
Two Bit and Steve took the hint and said good bye.
Pony got Candy a pillow and blanket, "The couch in comfortable."
"Thanks, Ponyboy. Dally was right, you're a good kid."
Pony said good night and went into his room. When he climbed into bed Soda rolled over, "Candy doesn't seem anything like Dally at all, does she?"
Pony shook his head, "Nope, she's nice and not as scary."
Soda smiled in the darkness, "She's nicer, yea, and a lot cuter."
"I thought you'd say that." Pony moved closer to Soda, "Its weird having Dally's sister here in the house."
"You gave her a blanket, right?"
Pony rolled and looked at him, "If you want to go talk to her, go already."
Soda got up and tip-toed into the living room. He looked at the couch and Candy wasn't on it, but the door was open. Soda opened the door wider, he saw her sitting on the porch wrapped in the blanket and leaning up against the porch pole.
Soda sat down next to her, "Couch not comfortable enough?"
"It's fine." She looked at him, "I thought you guys were sleeping."
He could tell she had been crying because her chocolate, brown eyes were red and puffy, "You ok?"
Candy wiped her eyes, "No, the cold and wind are making them water."
Soda nodded, but he knew she was lying, "Are you cold?"
She nodded, "Sort of."
"Then let's go inside." He stood up and held the door for her.
They both sat down on the couch. She turned and looked at him, "Soda, I can't go home."
"What do you mean?"
"My father told me if I came here not to come back."
"He can't do that, no father does that."
"Mine did, why do you think Dallas came out here."
He shrugged, "Dally never talked much about his family to us. We thought he didn't have any."
She nodded, "I understand, but I think I should get some sleep. I want to go and see his grave early."
He got up, said good night and went back to his bedroom.
Candy got comfortable and fell asleep.