Well, my name is Brooke. My goal in life is to be a writer. I always sit down and imagine stories in ways they weren't told. Say things diffrent. Make it to what I though was better. I thought I was the only one. Then I found this website and I love it. :)

I love the supernatural! I LOVE to read, as nerdy as that sounds. XD My favorite color is black, always has been, always will be! My current series obsession is The Outsiders by S.E. Hinton! Stay Gold, bitch! And Harry Potter's pretty friggen amazing too. XD I love the Drakest Powers trilogy and Darkness Rising, both by Kelley Armstrong. I used to love Twilight, not so much anymore. Actually, I kinda hate it now. I like Maximum Ride alright :). Music is like my life, besides books and writing. Any suggestions are welcome! Constructive Critisism please! Don't be all YOU SUCK! because that's mean (lolXD) Thanks! :)

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I am a greaser. I am a JD and a hood.

I blacken the name of our fair city. I beat up people. I rob gas stations. I am a menace to society.

Man, do I have fun!

Greaser... greaser... greaser...

O victim of environment, underprivileged, rotten, no-count hood.

Juvenille delinquent, you're no good!

Get thee hence, white trash. I am a Soc. I am the privileged and the well dressed.

I throw beer blasts, drive fancy cars, break windows at fancy parties.

And what do you do for fun?

I jump greasers!

I'm an Outsiders Obsesser and I'm damn proud of it! If you are to, then copy and paste this poem to your profile!

You say Edward, I say Ponyboy. You say Bella, I say Sandy. You say Jacob, I say Sodapop. You say Washington, I say Tulsa. You say Vampires, I say Greasers. You say "How romantic," I say "Let's do it for Johnny!" Put this in your profile if you love The Outsiders. :D

Nature's first green is gold Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf's a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay.

You Know You're Obsessed With the Outsiders When...

You laugh every time you drink a soft drink for reasons unknown to people around you.

You name your horse (Or any other pet) Ponyboy.

You've looked up Robert Frost poems before, just to read Nothing Gold Can Stay from a million different sources.

You've read Gone With the Wind, even though it's more than a thousand pages long, for no other reason except because it was mentioned in The Outsiders.

If you HAVE read Gone With the Wind, you get randomly excited and squeal at the page where it quotes exactly, "riding into sure death because they were gallant".

You've started wearing black leather jackets, old jeans, and white t-shirts a lot more than you usually do.

You've researched the 60s for fun, and you have asked questions concerning the 60s to your baffled history teacher.

You've started caring about your hair a lot more than you did before.

You compare random people to The Outsiders characters when you see them.

You've started using the words, "ain't", "golly", "gee", "dig", "tuff", and other old slang words proudly, not paying attention to the weird stares you're getting from people around you.

You daydream about the greasers and imagine yourself in their time period.

You suddenly start looking for greasers when you're out of your house.

You've read the book so many times you could quote entire pages from it.

You love your English teacher for getting you to read it.

You announce to your stunned parents that your new favorite cartoon character is Mickey Mouse.

You want to hit people when your teacher's showing the Outsiders movie, and they don't pay attention to it/laugh at it.

You rush up to every random person reading the book, squealing and babbling about how amazing the book is, and how much they're gonna love it so much. You say these thing to COMPLETE STRANGERS too.

You suddenly wish you had a southern accent, and you love people who actually do.

You've developed a sudden interest in old movies.

You do a double take each time someone says the word "Soda" or "Pony".

You laugh every time you drink Pepsi (Ponyboy's addiction) or Coke. (Dally/Cherry incident)

You write "Stay Gold" as the last line of every letter you write.

You've paused the movie at the very beginning when Ponyboy writes in his composition book, and tried to copy his handwriting.

You've wondered what it would be like the live as a greaser in the 1960s.

You spend twenty bucks at the bouncy ball machine, trying to get a red one. Then when you do, you walk around your subdivision for hours, bouncing it like Ponyboy does in the beginning of the movie.

You laugh hysterically when you really do "step out into the sunlight from the darkness of the movie house."

Certain songs remind you of characters/gang.

You've committed the Nothing Gold Can Stay poem to memory.

You've written (or are writing) multiple fanfictions relating to the Outsiders.

You start quoting the book.

You've memorized the number page on your favorite parts

You make a list of Greasers and Socs using people you know.

When talking to someone who has never read it, you get defensive when they ask if Ponyboy was his real name.

You freak whenever you see a blue Mustang.

You've read the book multiple times

After reading it again, you wonder at the details.

You go to Dairy Queen. While at said restaurant, you order barbaque sandwiches and banana splits.

You contemplate the meaning of "gallant"

You start calling your group of close friends a gang

You watch sunsets (and sunrises)

You read this list and laugh at how many things you've done

COPY AND PASTE THIS ONTO YOUR PROFILE IF YOU LOOOOOOVE The Outsiders! :D :D :D :D :D

92 percent of the Teen population would die if Abercrombie and Fitch decided breathing wasn't cool, because they're all Socs.
Put this on your profile if you would be one of the 8 percent of the Greasers laughing hysterically in the background.

Socials may be large, Socials may be rough,
But man, oh man, them Greasers are tuff.
Socials got Mustangs Socials got cash,
But I heart Greasers that roll in trash.
Greasers are great, Greasers are bold,
Put on your Converse shoes and stay gold.

Don't want a knight in shining armour; I want a greaser in Levis and hair grease!