Fancy Grease


This is a story dealing with most of the characters from the book The Outsiders, but dealing with girls. There are new characters and it's focused mostly on Dally. Oh yea and it's like updated to be more modern.


Summary- Kristina, a supposed Socs, is getting a little fed up with just having a 'crush' on Dallas Winston, so what does she do? She goes over to the Greaser turf and starts hanging out with Dally and the gang. Quickly Dally realizes that Kristina isn't the kind of girl that he is used too. This story shows a side of Dally that nobody really knows. My first Fan-Fic :)


So lets begin!

I don't own The Outsiders


Chapter One…

Kristina sat on top of the large corral railing watching some of her competition taking on the Barrel course. "We did better then them, didn't we Blitz?" she asked her Blue Roan Quarter Horse gelding. Climbing down from the railing she patted Blitz neck, swinging up into the saddle. Clucking her tongue she kicked her heals into his sides sending him jogging forward. Around this part of the rodeo arena almost everybody was on horseback.

Kristina was about nineteen years old, had dark blonde hair that came down just above her waste, greenish gray eyes, of average height, thin and lived on the West side of town. She was considered a part of the Socs, but truly she could care less what 'class' you placed her in. She was an accomplished Barrel Racer and owned two Quarter horses Zippin' Blitz and Mickey Mouse, a buckskin Quarter Horse gelding.

A loud wolf whistle was heard from the bull loading area. Kristina jerked her head around looking for the source and if it was to her or not, it was Dallas Winston. Rolling her eyes she turned back around, managing not to grin. "That trouble maker again Blitz!" she whispered under her breath to the gelding who merely flickered his ears back.

"And that ends our Barrel racing for tonight folks! The winner Cherry Venson (not sure I got that correct), the runner up Kristina Quincy!"

The announcer's voice boomed over the intercom. "Damn." Kristina mumbled softly, she didn't care what she placed but loosening against Cherry Venson was a sin. She hated that red headed bitch, not only did she steal Kristina's ex-boyfriend but she also moved in on Dally.

"Kristina you ready to load up and go?" it was Jenna, Kristina's best friend. "Oh sure, what's there one more round of bull riding?" she said bring Blitz to a halt. "Uh yea I think, so we won't be missing anything." Kristina grimaced as she got off Blitz, not because she was in pain or disgusted but because Jenna was wrong they would be missing something, Dally ride.

Jenna drove her red mustang, stopping in front of Kristina's house.

"Hey Jenna?"

"Huh?"

"Let's go on a walk."

Jenna smiled softly, her dark brown hair reflecting the moons light; it was a Friday night they could and would stay out all night! "This isn't about that Dallas Winston is it?" she said a smug smile on her face. Kristina raised her eye brows grinning, "Maybe… Wait here I'm gonna go get changed!" she said getting out of the car and running towards her house.

"Ma! I'm going out with Jenna!" she said rushing down the stairs to her bedroom. Quickly she changed from her riding clothes into jeans and a light pink three quarter sleeved shirt. Kristina spent a little more time fixing her hair in the mirror then she did on her outfit. She untied her hair; it dropped onto her shoulders like an overpowering blonde flood. Opening her drawer she grabbed a small switch blade. Taking her bangs which where of even length of the rest of her hair; she tied them around the switch blade, hiding it under the rest of her hair which she would leave down. Even though the switch blade was small it could do damage if it was needed to do so.

With only socks on she rushed up the steps. "Ma I'm leaving!" she called, just then Jenna beeped the cars horn. There was no response. "Mom?" she called again. Kristina quickly looked into the kitchen and then upstairs, yet again her mother was not home. Sighing heavily she grabbed a scrap piece of paper and pen and wrote her mother a note, leaving it on the refrigerator. After making sure the doors where locked she slipped on her sneakers and ran outside.

"Took long enough!" Jenna said getting out of the car. "We can leave your car at Ally's house and then walk from there." Jenna gave her a questioning look, getting back in the car she just exited. "It's a long walk to the East Side." Kristina said with a grin, slipping into the passenger seat. Jenna laughed softly shaking her head,

"You sure did get fancied up for going over on the Greasers turf."

"I don't care whose turf it is and plus both the Socs and Greasers and whatever the rest are go there."

"Where are we talking about?"

"You'll see."

They ended up driving all the way over to the Plaza, which was almost filled. Jenna gasped lightly as they made there ways toward the Theater. "Oh my god! There's Robby!" she said tugging on Kristina's arm. Robby was Jenna's ex-boyfriend. Just as she said that Robby looked over to them and started his way over. "Jenna! Listen I'm sorry, do you want to see a movie with me?" he said stepping in front of her. Jenna smiled softly, "Do I ever!" she said grabbing one of his hands. Kristina rolled her eyes, "Back together once again! What's this the fifth time this week?" "No it's the first!" Jenna opposed starting off towards the ticket her hand entangled with Robby's. Sighing heavily Kristina followed them, twirling a piece of hair around her index finger for amusement.

Just as they reached the ticket booth Dally walked out, his shirt wet as if something liquid was thrown on him. "Hey Jenna, I don't really wanna be around when you two have your makeup make out session so I'll sit this one out." she said nodding her head slightly towards Dally. Jenna smiled sheepishly, "Uh okay." she said, and Robby turned his head as well a confused expression as he looked the way Kristina nodded. "Where the hell are you looking Robby? Not other girls a hope!" she said turning around quickly heading towards Jenna's car in the parking lot. Why? She had no idea…


That's the end of the first chapter of Fancy Grease! I hope you enjoyed it!