Hello People
I just have to say I do not own the outsiders. I am very sad about this
Fire
Fire's POV
I'm running. I have no choice. It was either stay and get shot, or go find my birth mother who lives in Tulsa Oklahoma. You see, I was brought up by Jane Harpers. I found out a while ago that she was not my real mother but a friend of the her. She told me I have a twin brother but since there were two of us my parents could not afford to keep both. Jane offerd to raise me. I loved her but her boyfriend for the past year shot her and killed himself. So, I ran with just $100 and the clothes on my back.
Now, you know my sob story so let me tell you who I am. My name is Sarah "Fire" Mathews. I'm nineteen years old, 5' 8" and as my friends would put it "lean and mean". With long red hair and cold blue eyes, my temper is short and switchblade is quick. Growing up on the streets of New York I've been in numerous fights, have a descent record, and have a big reputation that says 'don't mess with me'. I'm cold with my only soft spot being for my mom.
But now, I'm off to find my family. I'm sitting in a box car full of hay, on it's way to Tulsa. I hope they have fights in Tulsa, I really need to smash someone's face in
Okay, I know it is short. I am not one for grammer so it must likely has a lot of problem. Make sure to review.