Ok, so I tried my best to write this story... it's been in my head ever since I read "The Outsiders".
My language isn't perfect, because I'm not a native speaker.
I do not own The Outsiders. All the rights belong to S.E. Hinton.
Part 1
Francesca's POV
It's my last night here in Texas. Tomorrow I'm going to visit Tulsa, in Oklahoma.
There are just two places I've ever been to during my lifetime: Naples and Dallas.
After my parents moved to the USA to open an Italian restaurant in a city where there weren't many others, I had to follow them. I felt so alone staring at the sea outside the window, because I knew they were God knows where, an ocean separating us. I missed them.
I had to learn English; it wasn't so hard but I still have a strong accent and everyone
can hear I'm not American. It's only been two years since I moved to the USA and started a new life with Mamma and Papa.
I'm 21 now and need to travel, I want to know more about this wonderful country.
I don't know why, but the chance came one month ago. I was reading a newspaper and found out that 3 guys were renting out a room in their house in a place called Tulsa, in a state called Oklahoma. What a funny name for a state!
I decided that Oklahoma was the third place I was going to visit during my lifetime.
Mamma and Papa were not as worried as I thought when I told them I was going on holiday in another state. It's just for 10 days. I didn't tell them I'm going to stay with 3 guys, though...
After saying "hi" to my parents, I'm finally on the train to Tulsa. I can't wait to see that place.
Darry's POV
(3 weeks before)
After a long day roofing houses, I sat on the armchair next to the phone, hoping to hear it ringing. God, I just wish someone read that announcement on the newspaper... it's also in Texas!
Soda is watching TV and drinking Coca-Cola, Pony is in his bedroom.
The gang's busy tonight... nobody's going to sleep here.
My brothers, the gang and I are all getting on well after Johnny and Dallas are gone. We started living again. We haven't even been in a rumble ever since.
I'm doing great with Pony, we even managed to tell each other "I love you" yesterday...
One of the reasons why I decided to rent out our parents' bedroom is the fact that getting to know someone who is not from this town could help that kid open his mind... and then money, of course!
The phone is ringing...
"Hello?"
"Oh.. hi... am I talking to Mr. Curtis?"
A girl with a foreign accent, nice.
"Yes, may I help you?"
"Yes, my name is Francesca De Martini and I read your announcement on the newspaper. Is the room free next month? It's just for 10 days... from the 2nd of June?"
"Oh yes, of course? Could you please spell your name?"
"F-R-A-N-C-E-S-C-A D-E M-A-R-T-I-N-I"
"Ok, great... so, see you next month, Francesca!"
"Thank you so much, , see you soon!"
-Who was that?-A girl, with a funny accent, she's coming next month, so please try to keep everything clean and tidy, right little buddy?-
-Funny accent? Where's she from? An exotic latina?-
-Hmm, read her name...-
Soda grabs the piece of paper -Pony, come here!-
Pony walks tiredly to Soda -Yes?-
-You think she's latina?-
-Soda, who?-
-The girl who's coming next month-
-Finally someone read that announcement... but hey, I can't say she's a latina if I don't read her name!-
-Take a look-
-hmm... sounds Italian to me.-
-You mean pizza?-
-Yes, Soda-
I wonder if she can cook, while listening to Pony trying to explain Soda where Italy is.
Mom was such a great cook...
Francesca's POV
Ok, this must be the place... yes, it is. Here I am.
A good-looking guy is smoking while sitting on a chair in the garden... he looks something like 15 (too young to smoke). He's just seen me and blushed.
-Hi! Are you Mr. Curtis?-
-hmm, I guess so... are you the girl who's staying here for ten days? Franca?-
-Oh no, Francesca- he's so cute, I always find it cute when people can't say my name!
-Anyway, yes, it's me, nice to meet you!-
-Nice to meet you too, my name's Ponyboy. Wait, my older brothers are coming!-
We shake hands. A hear a noise coming from the house.
Then, someone appears.
He must be an angel fallen from the sky, with his eyes made of ice, his shoulders so wide... and he's so tall...
-Good evening, I'm Darryl.-
His voice is deep.
-Buonas... Good evening, it's me Francesca.-
Everytime I feel uncomfortable, I start speaking in my own language.
We enter the house. It looks cosy but poor.
Anyway, the only thing I'm paying attention to is Darryl.
-Here's your bedroom, make yourself comfortable, Miss Francesca.-
-Oh, don't call me miss Francesca, you can call me Fanny.-
-Oh, ok, you can call me Darry. You look so tired...-
-Oh, yes, I am indeed... I think I'm going to lay down for a while... ya know, many hours on a train can kill your legs.-
-Ah ah ah! I know, I know... ok, so see you later Fanny, we're going to have dinner in two hours...-
-Ok, so, ci ved...see you later!-
I watch him going back to the kitchen and sit down on the bed. Ponyboy talked about "brotherS", so there must be someone else... Hope he's not as handsome as Darry, I'm such a shy girl when it comes to good-looking guys!