A/N: Okay, so this is the first fanfic I've ever posted. I've always wondered about Two-Bit's sister, so I started writing this. : Hope you guys like it, and PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE review!! I need people to be critical of my work.

Disclaimer: I don't own The Outsiders and never will and that makes me sad.

The front door slammed shut, and I awoke with a jerk. One of the ups of falling asleep on the couch in the living room is you always know when someone's home. Of course, when it's three in the morning, it's definately a down. For a few seconds, I wondered why I was sleeping on the couch in the first place.

"Why were you sleeping on the couch?" Two-Bit's voice echoed my thoughts just moments later.

Two-Bit's my older brother, by four years. He's eighteen and a half, and still a junior. It's not that he got ripped off with the smart gene in the family, because he's just as smart as I am, being a fourteen year old sophmore (I skipped fifth grade). He's not school smart, but street smart. I actually doubt he learns anything in school. He just goes because it's fun. Personally, I don't see how school's fun, but Two-Bit's got a different view on life than I do. Like I said, he's street smart and that's good when you're living on our side of town. The East Side. Yep, we're Greasers, through and through.

Even though he's my brother, Two-Bit and I couldn't be more different--looks and personality. Well, maybe not so much looks because everyone says we look a like, but I don't really see it. Two-Bit's got rusty colored hair, and long sideburns. Mine's a pale red, so that's similar, but still. He wears his gelled back, like most boys I hang out with, but I, being a girl, do not. Since he's an eighteen year old guy and I'm a fourteen year old girl, he's a lot bigger than me. Duh. But not fat big, I mean like big build big.

Keith is Two-Bit's real name. Yeah, my parents apparantly had a thing for "K's." My name is Kat, his is Keith. I don't think anyone ever calls him Keith, not even his teachers or Mom. So anyway, we call him Two-Bit because he never shuts up. Ever. Believe me, I live with him. Well, when he's home. A lot of times he's hanging out with the rest of the gang. Two-Bit's a jokester, and he keeps everyone smiling. Which is good, considering none of us has really good lives. Two-Bit also has a thing for shoplifting. One of his many talents. He aquired an amazing jet-handled switch blade after lurking for hours. And he won't even let me touch it! Ah well, I have my own blade. Anyway, I'm a bit more serious than Two-Bit, and, while I like to laugh, I've never really considered myself funny. Two-Bit's very lazy, and when I say lazy, I mean LAZY! He doesn't like to work, so I usually end up with his chores that Mom's too busy to do. That's another thing. Two-Bit always reminds me of Mom, except for the lazy thing. (Mom's far from lazy.) Meanwhile, Mom always says I act just like my father. I wouldn't know though. I can barely remember him.

"Why are you coming in at three in the morning?" I countered, rubbing the sleep from my eyes and blinking up at him.

"Just doin' what I do," he answered

"You mean partying and getting drunk?" I asked.

"Exactly," he said, flashing me a grin. "So why were you sleeping on the couch?"

"God, are you presistant," I told him, returning the smile. "If you must know, I was rather tired and didn't feel like walking to my room."

"Lazy," he teased.

"Look who's talking!" I snapped back.

Two-Bit grinned again. "Well, go back to sleep. I'm tired and I don't want you bothering me."

"Me? Bothering you? You woke me up and I'm bothering you?" I protested indignantly.

"Yeah, pretty much," he replied jokingly.

I stuck my tongue out at him, but stood and followed him down the hallway. At the first room, I veered off. "'Night!" I called as he went down to the room next to mine. "'Night," he replied, before I dropped into my bed and drifted off to sleep.

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Not a huge fan of that chapter, but I swear it'll get better. I wasn't feeling great when I wrote that. Review!!!