Okay so here is my first story. It is an Outsiders story with my own personal twists. First of all Johnny and Dally do not die (I have nothing against how the author wrote the story, this is just what happens in mine). Second the events are more spaced out instead of in a week's period like in the actual novel. I do not own any of the characters except for the ones I add such as Morise (who is a kind old man who looks after the boys and is like a father to them), and the girl whose name is not mentioned until next time. The prologue is in her point of view.
The Outsiders: A Love Story
Prologue
The rain softly bounced off the tinted windows of the small black car. Inside I sat watching the raindrops slide down the glass and wondered what I had gotten myself into this time. It seemed like only yesterday I was sitting with my mom out in our backyard, writing songs and waiting for dad to get home. When he did, I'd see her smile that amazing smile of hers, and I couldn't help but think will I ever meet someone who makes me smile this way?
That was a long time ago. I'm not that clueless little girl anymore, and I don't have my mommy to run to when I'm sad or angry or upset. I'm all alone now, and this is my beginning…..
Chapter 1: Welcome Home
"Hey Ponyboy you got a cigarette?," asked Dally as he leaned against the side of the house. Ponyboy instantly reached into his pocket and pulled out the pack of cigarettes he'd been saving. He didn't want to give them up, but who says no to Dallas Winston without getting their face punched?
"Sure Dally, here." Ponyboy handed them to Dally who had already pulled out his lighter. He lit the cigarette and turned to Sodapop.
"So Soda, when's old Morise supposed to get home?"
Soda shrugged. "I don't know Dally, he said he had something to do".
"What's more important than dinner and poker with us?" Two-Bit asked as he took as swig of his coke. "He's never been late like this before."
"I'm sure he'll be here soon," Darry said glancing at his watch. It was almost 6:00, and Morise was supposed to be at home an hour ago. No one knew where he was, just that he had told Soda and Steve he had something to do first.
"Aw the old guy probably stopped for beer or something," said Steve as he recombed his hair into his well known complicated swirls.
"Hey look," cried Johnny. "There he is!"
Morise's old blue truck pulled up in the drive way then, and the old man stumbled out, carrying a suitcase with him.
"What do ya think he has that suitcase for," Pony asked. Before anyone could answer a girl about fourteen years of age climbed out of the passengers side. The boys all stared in awe. The girl had rich brown hair that almost reached her shoulders and kind, gentle hazel eyes. She was beautiful, but what was she doing with old Morise?
"Well kiddo," Morise said putting an arm around the girls shoulders, "Welcome home."
Okay well I hope you liked it, and if you didn't please keep your negative comment to yourself. Thanks guys, and review if you can.
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