"Well, this hardly ever happens." Sodapop Curtis groaned, rolling over. The high scream was bad enough, he didn't need more noise to try and wake him. He looked over at the clock, it read 6:10. (exactly!) Great, he still had 20 minutes until Steve would come over and they would go to the DX. What on Earth was Darry doing screaming, especially that high? Wasn't he supposed to me a manly man? Wait... he was... That can't have been his scream... only a girl could scream that high. Maybe Darry have gotten some- ah, who was he kidding? Darry didn't DATE! This left an important question. Why was there a girl in the house? Girls didn't come to their house, they were a bunch of greasy hoods; girls didn't hang out with them. Sodapop decided that this could lead to problems, so he groaned and climbed out of his and Pony's bed, even though Pony wasn't there. (He was staying the night at a friend's house, believe it or not he had friends outside of the gang.)
When Sodapop walked into the living room he was just as confused as his older brother.
"What's going on here?" He asked after a long moment.
"Does it look like we know?" The firehead spat back. Someone was cranky in the morning.
"Who are you people anyway?" Darry asked, trying to use his academic NINJA skills to decode this entire situation. The black haired girl that as in Darry's chair- wait. Darry chair? What is up with THAT? Goodness... Anyways, the girl so rudely occupying DARRY'S arm chair spoke up.
"I'm Adam," She told the boys, "That's Meg," The pointed at the firehead, "That's Gigi," she pointed to the blonde, "That's Sam," She pointed to the brown haired girl in front, "And that is my twin, Eve." She ended, pointing to the carbon copy of herself.
"What are you doing here?" Sodapop asked. Sam opened her mouth to answer but Adam cut her off.
"Whoa, Whoa, Noah. Hold up buddy. We answer one of your questions, now answer one of ours." Neither Soda nor Darry said anything so Adam figured it was a go to ask her questions.
"Where the hell are we?" She asked.
"In our house." Darry told her.
"No shit Sherlock." Gigi muttered under her breath but everyone ignored her, except for Eve, who giggled. (Quite like a mad man, really.)
"Which would be in...?" Meg prompted.
"Tulsa Oklahoma...?" Darry substituted. All the girls gasped. Hat was not where they fell asleep. Adam and Eve both started to hum the Twilight Zone theme song, then laughed at each other and high-fived. (Though they missed. That's not the point though, they tried.)
"Okay," Sodapop said, "It's our turn. What are you doing here?" With his question all the girls quieted down. That moment seemed to last forever. Both brothers were expecting a sarcastic response that got them no information but no one said a word. It seemed like with his words they all realized that this was no game. They didn't know how they got there, or how to get back, or what was going on. They all looked around, trying to pull together some explanation. Eve, who had been looking at her nails sat up in an instant, looking at Adam.
"That's brilliant, Adam!" She said, "Maybe it DID work!" Meg groaned.
"Guys," she told them in an exasperated tone, "we don't have magic twin powers like you. We don't know what that means." Eve seemed to just remember that not everyone was as totally amazing as her and Adam and quickly explained.
"The wish... remember?" Al the girls seemed to gasp as their eyes went wide in realization. Sodapop and Darry, on the other hand, did not understand what this meant. Darry was becoming a bit more than frustrated and his face was turning a scary blue-purple color. He was supposed to be an academic ninja! What was this outrage?
"What. Wish." Darry asked, with a bit more force than necessary. Sam flinched at his words and Darry felt guilt start to take over and sent her a sympathetic look, though it wasn't much. He still really wanted his answer. Though no one spoke up.
"What are your names?" Gigi asked, in a quiet voice, looking down at her lap.
"What. Wish." Darry demanded.
"Answer her." Adam whispered, glaring at Darry.
"Darry," He spat out, "Not what wish?" The girls all glanced around.
"And you?" Sam asked, in a scared voice, pointing to the middle Curtis.
"What wish?" Darry yelled.
"Just answer the DAMN question!" Adam yelled, standing up and taking a step towards Darry, who also took a step forward.
"Answer mine." He growled, narrowing his ice like eyes to spew hatred and intimidation in her own green orbs.
"Sodapop!" Soda yelled out, knowing a fight would breakout soon in he didn't. Not that he as worried about his older brother getting hurt, he just didn't want to risk the police finding out and sending them to a boys home or something.
"Shit." Meg whispered and Adam stopped glaring at Darry, her look turning to one of horror. She started to shake. Sam stood up and put an arm around her.
"Go sit down, Addie." She whispered, a terrified look on her face as well.
"No..." She whispered. Sam tried to lead her back to her seat but she wouldn't move.
"No," She said again, her voice breaking as she started to cry, "No!" She yelled.
"No, no no! This wasn't supposed to happen!" Sam put her arms around her to stop her from doing anything too bad.
"I didn't mean it! I didn't want this! I want to go home! Let me go!" She screamed and finally broke out of her captor's grip. She bolted out the door to the porch. Eve shook her head.
"I hate seeing her cry." She whispered and followed her twin out. The dramatic exit caused an uncomfortable silence to settle on the crowd.
"Last night," Sam explained, "Adam was getting all worked up about her Dad, he's been pushing her real hard in sports. She said, 'I wish we could go somewhere, all of us, a place where things are... rough all over. Like that book we read in middle school... The Outsiders. Everyone there had bad lives but they had each other. I wish we could go there. For a new life.' She didn't mean it though! She was just... oh great..." Sam sighed.
"It can't have worked," Meg reasoned, "The Curtis brothers do not exist!" Both Darry and Sodapop seemed extremely offended at this comment. (I mean, who wouldn't? How would you feel if someone told you that you don't exist? I'm pretty sure it wouldn't be to good.) Though they didn't get a chance to protest because just that moment Ponyboy walked in the door.
"Hey guys, did you see those girls out on the..." He stopped after seeing all the other girls in the living room, "and there's more in here." He sighed, "What is going on?" Before anyone could tell him that they didn't really know, Gigi cut in with a loud, sarcastic, laugh.
"Let me guess," She said, trying not to trip over her words with her laughter, "You're PONYBOY right?" She started to laugh more and Pony just stood there, confused.
"Uh, yea... That's my name." Gigi stopped laughing at once.
"Okay just stop," Meg told him, "You're not Ponyboy! He doesn't exist!" Pony cocked an eyebrow and looked around. He walked over and grabbed Soda's arm, hiding behind him almost.
"Soda, I'm scared..." He whispered.
"Oh come on!" Meg yelled, "Give it up!" Gigi pulled on her arm.
"I don't think they're kidding." She told her friend. Meg looked to Sam, wanting her to agree but she just shook her head. Meg seemed to finally realize how much they looked like the book said they would.
"Oh for the love of holy corn muffins!" She said, "This can't be happening!"
