A/N: Disclaimer I do not own the Outsiders, only my OC's.

Woo! Hey y'all, it's kinda been awhile! Sorry, school's been up my tail since it started, but here is chapter 7 as promised. Enjoy!

~Miley's P.O.V.~

I looked around the tiny, cramped room and sighed. This was the room Ponyboy and I had shared when we were little. I could remembered when we played together, I smiled at the thought. Darry told me that Ponyboy and Soda now shared a room ever since Mom and Dad died, Darry had taken our parents' room. Being back at my birth home felt weird, the way I felt was indescribable. I missed my brothers, that was true, but, being here once with my parents alive and then returning without them here gave the house this unbelievably depressing and empty aura. I shoved the thought to the back of my mind, it'll get more homey as I settle in.

The room was nothing special. It was a small room with a bed crammed into a corner, probably Pony's old one. It was a two windowed, white room. I stood in front of a white vanity table across the room, from the bed. I ran my hand over the fine polished, wooden surface. This was Mom's. I closed my eyes and memories of her came into mind. She was beautiful. Short curly, gold hair, and dark brown eyes. Like I said, a truly beautiful woman. Although, I've always wondered where Ponyboy's and mine looks came from. We ain't that bad looking I suppose. We both had dark brown, almost red hair. I wish my hair was like Sodapop's or Darry's. I don't like people with red hair, I don't know why, just a lil' peeve I have. The only difference Pony and I have is that he has greenish gray eyes and I have blue-green eyes like Darry and Dad, except mine were more lively than Darrel's, lively and had a sparkle to 'em just like Daddy's. And I adored my eyes, I always got compliments on them. I guess I have to be contempt with what I got.

Out of all my brothers, I was most like my twin, Ponyboy. We are both intelligent people and we love to read, but I'd rather write while Pony likes to draw. My uncle and aunt told me I was also absent-minded. I can remember when my brothers and parents came to visit me in Maryland. My aunt and uncle were talking to Mom and Dad. My uncle was talking about how I would forget things and I don't act as smart as I really am.

"That's just like Ponyboy!" Dad laughed.

After hearing that, Pony and I concluded that we shared the trait of being absent-minded. I can live with that.

I stood up and wiped my forehead, finally done unpacking my stuff. Sighing, I went to go find Darry. He was in the living room with the three other boys I had met earlier. Dallas, the towheaded one, Two-Bit, the joker, and Steve, who I already know from before, since he and Soda played all the time together when they were little. But I have never really liked him. And I think it started one day at the park.

Ponyboy and I were 5, Soda and Steve were 7, and Darrel -who had just turned 11- took us all to the park while Mom and Dad were out. Pony and I were taking turns on the swings, while Darry sat on a bench and watched us,

"Higher, Pony, higher!" I laughed, Pony pushed the swing with all his might, making me go maybe an inch higher than my previous height, but that was enough to make me shout and laugh. Darry smiled. Steve and Soda were doing who-knows-what, then out of nowhere, Steve started to make fun of Ponyboy because we were so close.

"Glory, kid, if you and the "princess"," he said mockingly, "don't ever separate, you're gunna wind up a big wussy. And people are gunna make fun of a momma's boy, sister-lovin' punk."

"I ain't a punk!, Shut your trap, Steve, leave us alone." Pony said defensively.

I hopped off the swing, "Don't tease my brother!" I yelled, and before I knew, Steve Randle was doubled up on the grass, holding his shin. Darry, pulled me over and sat me on the bench.

"Miley Michelle Curtis," he started sternly, "that was not lady like OR nice. You do not kick people, Mom and Dad taught you better, do you understand, now go apologize to Steve."

I kept my eyes on the ground.

"Miley, look at me, now."

I shook my head. "Alright," he said quietly, with that he pulled me up, and took us all home.

Whether it was because took us home or Steve teasing Ponyboy, I don't know, But all I know is that I hate Steve. It was very quiet, and the boys were looking at me, "So, why do they call you 'Two-Bit'?" I asked. He got up and held his high.

"He always needs to get his Two-Bits in." The towheaded boy, Dallas, I think was his name said.

"Great, the "princess" is here to stay." I heard Steve mumble.

"Greaser princess!" Two-bit laughed.

Dallas didn't seem the least amused at Two-Bit's pun. I frowned as he folded his arms over his chest, scowling.

"Don't mind ol' Dally," Two-Bit said, "He's just upset that he lost his precious ugly leather jacket." I giggled.

"Can it, Keith." Dally said. "You and Steve," he pointed to the boys, "Come with me to the kitchen." they obeyed and they disappeared into the small kitchen. Darry walked towards me.

"I dunno if I should leave ya here by your lonesome." He said, buttoning up his work shirt.

"It's okay, Darrel. I'll just stay in the house."

"I'll babysit!" Two-Bit yelped from the kitchen.

Darrel sighed and nodded, "Alright, Sodapop should be back soon."

"O.K."

With that, Darry kissed my forehead and left.

Being stuck with complete and utter strangers, one I hated was awkward. With nothing to do, I headed back to my room.

"I'm gunna get the kid and Johnny tomorrow, early too." I heard Dally's voice say.

I paused and peeped into the kitchen.

"C-c-can I go?" I asked, quietly. Dallas, Two-Bit, and Steve all turned and stared at me.

A/N: Ah, I'm sorry, short chapter, but ya know, school's a pain. At least I updated J anyway, R&R please! And you may have noticed(my previous readers) that I kinda repeated an idea from chapter six, and I read it (chptr 6) and I thought that it wasn't like Darry to let miley run off with dal to fetch the boys. And to be so calm about dal knowing where is brother is and all, so I cut tht out. Again, R&R please! I hope u enjoyed this chappy and ill update soon! Peace.