So its my first time doing The Outsiders and my first time doing a love story like this...I've recently become addicted to Wattpad and now i fangirl over those stories too. Its almost sad but its fun:) And I adore all things Dallas Winston/Matt Dillon;) aaaanyway, here goes nothing...
When I know I'm about to do something illegal, I get a sort of buzz. Every muscle in my body is shaking and my palms sweat but I also get arrogant. My boyfriend, Cliff, is the same. I looked over at him, his golden hair shining in the sunlight and his sun kissed arms bulking under his letterman jacket. It made no sense. How did we end up together? We were polar opposites. He's a jock, I'm a thinker. He's a soc, I'm a greaser girl. He's of Irish and German descent, I'm African. I have milk chocolate skin and dark brown, almost black, hair and eyes. He stands about a foot above me, him at 6'5, me at 5'7, so we're definitely an unlikely pair. Maybe that's what makes us so good, no one suspects a thing.
We walked into the corner shop, me first, then he followed. One of us had been here every day this week but never together. Like I said, I'm a thinker. We know how everything works here, every shift every worker, every customer, damn near. Just as I'd planned, the cashier couldn't take his eyes off of me. Long curls and a tight skirt do that to a lowlife. Damn I'm good. The only problem that I didn't put into account was that the boss would still be here. He walked out of his office snapping his worker back into the real world. Shit. He looked right at Cliff and that was it. Cliff had a pack of smokes he'd just lifted and he was working on a switchblade.
"Hey!" Boss was old but he got around that counter no problem, his worker making a call. No doubt the fuzz. Cliff and I made eye contact for a few seconds then we both started to run. I made it to the door but it was too late for Cliff. Boss had him by the arm behind the counter. I shoulda left because in that split second, worker boy had me. That was it.
The fuzz showed up in ten minutes and we were off.
When we got to the station the sheriff threw us in the cage, no questions, no hesitation. And within an hour, Cliff was gone. His dad was friends with the fuzz who arrested us so bail was no problem. When my mother showed up, it was another story.
My old lady is 27 years older than me and 5 inches shorter than me. Aside from a little extra weight, we looked exactly alike.
"Why am I surprised?" she drew out each word.
"C'mon man can you just-" "No. Not this time," she cut me off. "This time, you stay. You're staying overnight. I'll get you tomorrow. I don't know what we're going to do with you. You know how mad your father is gonna be when he finds ou-" "Why does he gotta know? The sonovvabitch screw only cares when I'm getting in trouble so he can yell and cuss an-" Don't talk about you're father like that." She said calmly. We both knew it was true. The only reason she was telling him in the first place is because she knew i wasn't afraid of her like I was him sometimes. She watched me for a minute before turning and leaving. I Ioped over to the dirty cot on the other side of the cell and sat down. I decided to think every aspect of my life hoping it would pass the time.
My name is Evelyn Elaine Kent.I'm sixteen years old. I'm a junior at Pioneer High School when I"m not in jail or sleeping off a hangover. I've been arrested four times. I've been drunk twice. I only smoke when I'm real pissed, so a cig would be nice right now. I haven't slept with my today I was in a steady relationship with the quarterback of the football team. That all ended when his father found out. My parents only want to be involved in my life when it's beneficial to them or if they can yell at me. My father moves in and out so usually its just me and my mother, when I choose to come home. I have family in Tulsa, Nashville and Detroit but none in New York, my home, the city of my dreams. I like fights, lights and sound. Silence scares the hell outta me. I'm an only child, which is good cuz I ain't too fond of brats. And I have an English paper due tomorrow. Great.
Five minutes passed. That was the longest night I would ever have.
So I thought.
So Heres the introduction. I promise it'll get better soon! Im really nervous because this will be my first Wattpad story but instead of rambling, here it is...
Shall I continue?:)
