Disclaimer: I don't own The Outsiders.
A/N: I know stuff like this has been done before, but I don't really care, I like sending a character from our world into a book!!! ^_^
Lerissa
I slowly opened my eyes blinking several times at the blinding sunlight. It took me about a second to realize how frozen I was even inside me comfortable car, and wondered if it had been the cold that had woken me up, but that was until I heard the tapping noise on the passenger side window.
I quickly turned my head, and found a middle age looking woman smiling kindly, and decided to open the door for her.
"Is something wrong with your car dear?" the woman asked kindly.
"No, nothing is wrong…I just um felt a little too tired to keep on driving," I answered, not entirely truthful, after all I hadn't really been driving around much, I just needed someplace to sleep and where better than inside my Mercedes. All I had really wanted was to not get back inside the big happily looking mansion I was to call home, when in reality it felt like anything but home!
"Why don't you come inside my house and have a cup of coffee? You look like you need to warm up a bit," the woman suggested, and me being half frozen to death and practically starved I couldn't think of any reason to not except her offer, so I nodded and climbed out my car, following her to the house I had parked in front of.
The house was very small and old, but it was warm and that was enough to bring up my spirits! As soon I sat down at the old table and got handed a coffee I hold it tight in my hands not caring that it was burning my fingers, and the first gulp made me feel like melting honey! As the kind woman prepared breakfast, she began to talk to me saying how glad she was to find me, because she was afraid other wise I would come up with something. The way she sounded as if she really cared almost made me smile, it was nice to see that some people cared about helping others, even runaway girls who were from another world (as in our world), who escaped to The Outsiders' world.
"So what's your name dear?" the woman asked putting a lot of pancakes in my plate.
"Lerissa, if you want you can call me Liss," I said as I took a fork to dig in, and waiting for her to ask for my last name, but the question never came.
"You know that you can stay here till you find a proper place to live in sweetie, I don't like having pretty teenage girls like you without a place to sleep at nights," the comment made me smile, but before I had a chance to say a thing a tall cool looking guy practically flew down the stairs into the kitchen.
"Hey mom! What in the world are we havin' for breakfast, I'm diein' of starvation!!!" the boy was too cheerful for someone who had just woken up, and one look at his dancing gray eyes made me sure of his identity before his mother cried out "Two-bit Mathews", because his little surprise had shaken her so much she had dropped the glass of milk she was bringing for me.
I smiled to myself, my wish had come true after all, I was really in The Outsiders' world, away from the place I'd grew up to despise…
"And who is this doll you picked up while shoppin' mom?" Two-bit turned to me grinning, and I smiled as his mother explained how I had parked in front of their house, and was sleep in my car and all. I suddenly realized I hadn't had a shower since two days ago, and without my car I probably did look like a Greaser.
"Can I please have a shower, I have a suit case full of clothes in my car," I said as I drank my second cup of coffee, even though I was never a big fan of coffee.
"As soon as you finish eating, the bathroom is the last door to the right upstairs. Two-bit could go get your stuff from your car, and put it in the guest room which is right beside the bathroom—"
"You've very good to me, and I can't trouble you by staying here for too long, so I'm gonna go digging around for a job today and get a place to sleep in. I really hope I could pay you back for all your kindness."
"You ain't from around here are ya?" Two-bit said, "are you a Soc?"
"Let's just say I'm from somewhere totally different and leave it to that," I said getting up from the table and taking my dirty dishes to the sink.
"Well dear, you'll soon learn that in a tight neighborhood like ours people try to help each other out. It would be great if Two-bit learns a thing or two from you, you see how she is watching her dishes kid."
I walked away snoring at the cute excuse Two-bit gave his mother for not doing his own work, and finally found the bathroom. I quickly striped out of my clothes and turned on the water, and finally when it was hot enough I got in.
It felt amazing to have hot water wash away all the dirt on my body, and even the dirty memories of sleeping in my car in the cold, shivering under my winter jacket, being hit by father, being screamed at and slapped in the face by my mother…
A nice hot shower always helped me forget all the pain and trouble inside of me, as if somehow the hot water just cleaned them all off, leaving a happier version of me to the world.
As I got out of the shower, I pulled the huge lavender towel that Mrs. Mathews had brought for me from my suitcase, on my shoulders and dried off, then wrapped it around me and got out of the shower entering the closest room and found my big black suitcase on the bed. I slowly opened it and searched for underwear. About half an hour later I stood in front of the old slightly cracked mirror and blow-dried my long silky black hair that usually fell in glossy wavy layers below my shoulders, after I had finished with my hair I started to put on some make up although (not to be bragging or anything) I looked beautiful anyway, with my silky smooth skin, high cheekbones, and wild shaped unearthly beautiful fuchsia eyes.
I never judged anyone about the way they dressed, but I liked looking cool for myself, although the past few nights had thought me that my looks were no longer that important, even though I was never that obsessed with my looks anyway.
Bitter memories of how I used to stand in front of my huge closet full of expensive designer clothes, filled my head as I dressed myself. I knew that those clothes meant nothing to me, after all 90% of them were boring silk cream or gray colored dresses that mom liked to wear herself, and being far away from them made me feel freer. Maybe it was because they had always been more costumes like than anything. Whenever I wore them I felt like an actress already in her costume and about to enter the stage to play the role of a happy, elegant young adult, as if nothing ever went wrong in her life.
"Stop thinking about the past," I ordered myself, and quickly turned away from my suitcase.
There was a sudden nock on the door, but before I had a chance to answer it, the door burst open, showing a grinning Two-bit.
"You know, maybe next time you should wait for an answer before you enter," I said smiling, "I might've not finished dressing."
"Shoot, what a horrible sight that would be," Two-bit's grin widened, "you know baby next time you wanna disencourage a boy not to do somethin' you gotta not encourage him with seeing your body, by doin' the same thin'."
I laughed and he suddenly eyed my clothes, "You sure you wanna go out lookin' like that?"
"I think so, I mean I know here they might think I look a bit strange, but I don't really care bout what people thing. Besides they're comfy and that's really all I care about," I said looking down at my knee length shiny black bicycle shorts that had light blue stripe on each leg, my Adidas running shoes, and the x-large baby blue sweater that I wore with it's zipper open which showed my tight white tang top and my silver bellybutton ring.
"Well, it's really your choice baby!" he chuckled, "why don't I help you with your job search, then I could give you a bit of a tour 'round here,"
"Cool," I said.
My cheeks hurt from grinning so much, and it wasn't all because of Two-bit's wacky humor, I had found a job in a tuff clothing store for girls. Two-bit had also been great showing me around, this place seemed cooler than I imagined it would be, but maybe I was glad to have such a great companion for once.
We now had stopped in front of a small old looking house, and were about to knock when a tough-looking guy swung the door open yelling somethin' bout getting late for work, before he spotted us.
"Hey Two-bit, how're you doin'?" his eyes brightened up, that is until he got a look at me. I could see the surprised look on his face when he saw what I was wearing, but I tried to ignore it and put out my hand to shake his hand.
"Hi, my name is Lerissa, It's nice meeting you."
He shook my hand introducing himself as Darry Curtis, but he really didn't need to, I had already read the book "The Outsiders" many times to know who he was. Two-bit introduced me as a doll in a tuff car, his mother managed to attract to their house, snoring Darry waved goodbye and got into his beat up looking car, which somehow made him look cooler than he already was, or maybe it was me. I mean all the guys at school who had expensive brand new cars, back at home, were too snobby and dressed in khakis and polo shirts, while the hot leather jacket guys had the roughed up looking cars.
Me and two-bit entered the house and found three guys inside, two of them were playing poker and the other was reading a book. It was easy enough to guess who was who; after all, the guy reading could only be Ponyboy with his bleached blond hair. The other two were also easy to identify, the handsome blond one must have been Sodapop and the Tom Cruise look alike was obviously Steve.
"Hey y'all!!!" Two-bit called cheerfully making Ponyboy jump.
"Glory, you don't have to call so loud, I lost my place in the book," Pony said.
"Sorry kid, but maybe it's all for the best, you read way too much anyways," Two-bit grinned, "so we're is rest of the gang anyway?"
"Johnny and Dally are probably at the school library doin' homework—"
I felt my jaw drop, and when everyone stared at me I went a little pink, "You're talking bout Dallas Winston…right?" this comment made the guys grin.
"Yeah, Dally does have quite a bad rep, but ever since Johnny became crippled he started to take care of him, and Johnny told him the only way he could do that was if he got back to school (A/N: I wanted to change the ending of the book, so that Johnny doesn't die and Dallas realizes how much he cares about him and decides to care for him himself. But Johnny somehow convinces him to get back to school, and they help each other out. I mean in the book Ponyboy said Johnny wasn't dumb like his teachers though he was, and Dallas sounded very clever, so you know…). I seriously can't believe that Dally listened to him!!!" Steve laughed, "Couldn't believe my eyes when he brought Johnny here in his wheelchair, with a thick biology book tucked under his arm."
After a few minutes of laughing themselves to tears, there was knock on the door and two boys entered, both looking a bit tired. The sweet looking black haired one who was sitting on the wheelchair was obviously Johnny and the hot whitish-blond haired guy was Dallas.
"Hey guys, how did your homework go?" Ponyboy asked, looking concerned.
"Shit, kid this stuff tires you down worst than running from the fuzz," Dally swore a little more, as he threw his heavy bag down to the floor.
"Yeah, but at least you really seem to get this stuff," Johnny said smiling, then suddenly turning to me, and Two-bit explained.
"So did you drop outa school too," Dally asked me, and I shook my head.
"No, school was probably the only sane thing I had left in my life," I sighed, and quickly pushed away my memories of school and the friends I had there. Dallas grinned grimly.
"Sane is the last word I'd use to describe school, no wonder I dropped out in grade 10, with all the shit we have to learn…"
"Why not be positive for once and think of how school is a good place to scare Soc freshmen, with our leather jackets and muscles," Two-bit said happily, I remembered reading about how he liked school even though he kept on failing.
After a while we were all sitting together playing a game of poker, but Dally and Two-bit were wining, because they probably were the best at cheating. After a while Ponyboy said he was going out for a run and I said I wanted to join him, Dally, Johnny and the rest said they'd go see a movie at the Nightly Double, and we agreed to join them a little later.
I felt more alive than I ever had whenever I ran; maybe it was the way the wind flushed my face that it made me feel invisible. Anyway from the look on Pony's face I could tell that he dug how I felt, which was pretty cool since most of the people I knew didn't think much of running, not that I really cared what they thought or anything, but it was cool that someone else felt the same way I did about running.
"Did you runaway from your parents?" Ponyboy asked so suddenly I nearly stopped running from the shock.
"I uh…yeah," I said, his eyes somehow told me that he understood, "they were probably the main reason I did."
"Do you miss them?" Pony asked after a few minutes of jogging in silence.
"Hen, I wouldn't miss them if I was dieing of hunger, and buried deep in snow without anything on!!!" I said, and could feel my face form a look of total hatred, this might've scared Pony (I couldn't tell), 'cause he didn't say anything else until we got into the Nightly double and found the rest of the gang.
Two-bit stared at us in total disbelief and said something about how he is way too lazy to run for two whole hours and half even if he was trying to save his neck, while Soda jumped up beaming and gave Pony a huge hug, muttering something about being glad that he had gotten back into shape again.
As we were all settling down, suddenly two figures came into view, and both were girls, one with flaming red hair, and the other with short dark hair. I didn't need to get a closer look to know who they were, and neither did the boys, especially Johnny who had gone a bit pale.
To be continued…
A/N: I'm gonna continue this story, and there's gonna be some interesting stuff happening when Lerissa goes to school with the guys.
A/N: I know stuff like this has been done before, but I don't really care, I like sending a character from our world into a book!!! ^_^
Lerissa
I slowly opened my eyes blinking several times at the blinding sunlight. It took me about a second to realize how frozen I was even inside me comfortable car, and wondered if it had been the cold that had woken me up, but that was until I heard the tapping noise on the passenger side window.
I quickly turned my head, and found a middle age looking woman smiling kindly, and decided to open the door for her.
"Is something wrong with your car dear?" the woman asked kindly.
"No, nothing is wrong…I just um felt a little too tired to keep on driving," I answered, not entirely truthful, after all I hadn't really been driving around much, I just needed someplace to sleep and where better than inside my Mercedes. All I had really wanted was to not get back inside the big happily looking mansion I was to call home, when in reality it felt like anything but home!
"Why don't you come inside my house and have a cup of coffee? You look like you need to warm up a bit," the woman suggested, and me being half frozen to death and practically starved I couldn't think of any reason to not except her offer, so I nodded and climbed out my car, following her to the house I had parked in front of.
The house was very small and old, but it was warm and that was enough to bring up my spirits! As soon I sat down at the old table and got handed a coffee I hold it tight in my hands not caring that it was burning my fingers, and the first gulp made me feel like melting honey! As the kind woman prepared breakfast, she began to talk to me saying how glad she was to find me, because she was afraid other wise I would come up with something. The way she sounded as if she really cared almost made me smile, it was nice to see that some people cared about helping others, even runaway girls who were from another world (as in our world), who escaped to The Outsiders' world.
"So what's your name dear?" the woman asked putting a lot of pancakes in my plate.
"Lerissa, if you want you can call me Liss," I said as I took a fork to dig in, and waiting for her to ask for my last name, but the question never came.
"You know that you can stay here till you find a proper place to live in sweetie, I don't like having pretty teenage girls like you without a place to sleep at nights," the comment made me smile, but before I had a chance to say a thing a tall cool looking guy practically flew down the stairs into the kitchen.
"Hey mom! What in the world are we havin' for breakfast, I'm diein' of starvation!!!" the boy was too cheerful for someone who had just woken up, and one look at his dancing gray eyes made me sure of his identity before his mother cried out "Two-bit Mathews", because his little surprise had shaken her so much she had dropped the glass of milk she was bringing for me.
I smiled to myself, my wish had come true after all, I was really in The Outsiders' world, away from the place I'd grew up to despise…
"And who is this doll you picked up while shoppin' mom?" Two-bit turned to me grinning, and I smiled as his mother explained how I had parked in front of their house, and was sleep in my car and all. I suddenly realized I hadn't had a shower since two days ago, and without my car I probably did look like a Greaser.
"Can I please have a shower, I have a suit case full of clothes in my car," I said as I drank my second cup of coffee, even though I was never a big fan of coffee.
"As soon as you finish eating, the bathroom is the last door to the right upstairs. Two-bit could go get your stuff from your car, and put it in the guest room which is right beside the bathroom—"
"You've very good to me, and I can't trouble you by staying here for too long, so I'm gonna go digging around for a job today and get a place to sleep in. I really hope I could pay you back for all your kindness."
"You ain't from around here are ya?" Two-bit said, "are you a Soc?"
"Let's just say I'm from somewhere totally different and leave it to that," I said getting up from the table and taking my dirty dishes to the sink.
"Well dear, you'll soon learn that in a tight neighborhood like ours people try to help each other out. It would be great if Two-bit learns a thing or two from you, you see how she is watching her dishes kid."
I walked away snoring at the cute excuse Two-bit gave his mother for not doing his own work, and finally found the bathroom. I quickly striped out of my clothes and turned on the water, and finally when it was hot enough I got in.
It felt amazing to have hot water wash away all the dirt on my body, and even the dirty memories of sleeping in my car in the cold, shivering under my winter jacket, being hit by father, being screamed at and slapped in the face by my mother…
A nice hot shower always helped me forget all the pain and trouble inside of me, as if somehow the hot water just cleaned them all off, leaving a happier version of me to the world.
As I got out of the shower, I pulled the huge lavender towel that Mrs. Mathews had brought for me from my suitcase, on my shoulders and dried off, then wrapped it around me and got out of the shower entering the closest room and found my big black suitcase on the bed. I slowly opened it and searched for underwear. About half an hour later I stood in front of the old slightly cracked mirror and blow-dried my long silky black hair that usually fell in glossy wavy layers below my shoulders, after I had finished with my hair I started to put on some make up although (not to be bragging or anything) I looked beautiful anyway, with my silky smooth skin, high cheekbones, and wild shaped unearthly beautiful fuchsia eyes.
I never judged anyone about the way they dressed, but I liked looking cool for myself, although the past few nights had thought me that my looks were no longer that important, even though I was never that obsessed with my looks anyway.
Bitter memories of how I used to stand in front of my huge closet full of expensive designer clothes, filled my head as I dressed myself. I knew that those clothes meant nothing to me, after all 90% of them were boring silk cream or gray colored dresses that mom liked to wear herself, and being far away from them made me feel freer. Maybe it was because they had always been more costumes like than anything. Whenever I wore them I felt like an actress already in her costume and about to enter the stage to play the role of a happy, elegant young adult, as if nothing ever went wrong in her life.
"Stop thinking about the past," I ordered myself, and quickly turned away from my suitcase.
There was a sudden nock on the door, but before I had a chance to answer it, the door burst open, showing a grinning Two-bit.
"You know, maybe next time you should wait for an answer before you enter," I said smiling, "I might've not finished dressing."
"Shoot, what a horrible sight that would be," Two-bit's grin widened, "you know baby next time you wanna disencourage a boy not to do somethin' you gotta not encourage him with seeing your body, by doin' the same thin'."
I laughed and he suddenly eyed my clothes, "You sure you wanna go out lookin' like that?"
"I think so, I mean I know here they might think I look a bit strange, but I don't really care bout what people thing. Besides they're comfy and that's really all I care about," I said looking down at my knee length shiny black bicycle shorts that had light blue stripe on each leg, my Adidas running shoes, and the x-large baby blue sweater that I wore with it's zipper open which showed my tight white tang top and my silver bellybutton ring.
"Well, it's really your choice baby!" he chuckled, "why don't I help you with your job search, then I could give you a bit of a tour 'round here,"
"Cool," I said.
My cheeks hurt from grinning so much, and it wasn't all because of Two-bit's wacky humor, I had found a job in a tuff clothing store for girls. Two-bit had also been great showing me around, this place seemed cooler than I imagined it would be, but maybe I was glad to have such a great companion for once.
We now had stopped in front of a small old looking house, and were about to knock when a tough-looking guy swung the door open yelling somethin' bout getting late for work, before he spotted us.
"Hey Two-bit, how're you doin'?" his eyes brightened up, that is until he got a look at me. I could see the surprised look on his face when he saw what I was wearing, but I tried to ignore it and put out my hand to shake his hand.
"Hi, my name is Lerissa, It's nice meeting you."
He shook my hand introducing himself as Darry Curtis, but he really didn't need to, I had already read the book "The Outsiders" many times to know who he was. Two-bit introduced me as a doll in a tuff car, his mother managed to attract to their house, snoring Darry waved goodbye and got into his beat up looking car, which somehow made him look cooler than he already was, or maybe it was me. I mean all the guys at school who had expensive brand new cars, back at home, were too snobby and dressed in khakis and polo shirts, while the hot leather jacket guys had the roughed up looking cars.
Me and two-bit entered the house and found three guys inside, two of them were playing poker and the other was reading a book. It was easy enough to guess who was who; after all, the guy reading could only be Ponyboy with his bleached blond hair. The other two were also easy to identify, the handsome blond one must have been Sodapop and the Tom Cruise look alike was obviously Steve.
"Hey y'all!!!" Two-bit called cheerfully making Ponyboy jump.
"Glory, you don't have to call so loud, I lost my place in the book," Pony said.
"Sorry kid, but maybe it's all for the best, you read way too much anyways," Two-bit grinned, "so we're is rest of the gang anyway?"
"Johnny and Dally are probably at the school library doin' homework—"
I felt my jaw drop, and when everyone stared at me I went a little pink, "You're talking bout Dallas Winston…right?" this comment made the guys grin.
"Yeah, Dally does have quite a bad rep, but ever since Johnny became crippled he started to take care of him, and Johnny told him the only way he could do that was if he got back to school (A/N: I wanted to change the ending of the book, so that Johnny doesn't die and Dallas realizes how much he cares about him and decides to care for him himself. But Johnny somehow convinces him to get back to school, and they help each other out. I mean in the book Ponyboy said Johnny wasn't dumb like his teachers though he was, and Dallas sounded very clever, so you know…). I seriously can't believe that Dally listened to him!!!" Steve laughed, "Couldn't believe my eyes when he brought Johnny here in his wheelchair, with a thick biology book tucked under his arm."
After a few minutes of laughing themselves to tears, there was knock on the door and two boys entered, both looking a bit tired. The sweet looking black haired one who was sitting on the wheelchair was obviously Johnny and the hot whitish-blond haired guy was Dallas.
"Hey guys, how did your homework go?" Ponyboy asked, looking concerned.
"Shit, kid this stuff tires you down worst than running from the fuzz," Dally swore a little more, as he threw his heavy bag down to the floor.
"Yeah, but at least you really seem to get this stuff," Johnny said smiling, then suddenly turning to me, and Two-bit explained.
"So did you drop outa school too," Dally asked me, and I shook my head.
"No, school was probably the only sane thing I had left in my life," I sighed, and quickly pushed away my memories of school and the friends I had there. Dallas grinned grimly.
"Sane is the last word I'd use to describe school, no wonder I dropped out in grade 10, with all the shit we have to learn…"
"Why not be positive for once and think of how school is a good place to scare Soc freshmen, with our leather jackets and muscles," Two-bit said happily, I remembered reading about how he liked school even though he kept on failing.
After a while we were all sitting together playing a game of poker, but Dally and Two-bit were wining, because they probably were the best at cheating. After a while Ponyboy said he was going out for a run and I said I wanted to join him, Dally, Johnny and the rest said they'd go see a movie at the Nightly Double, and we agreed to join them a little later.
I felt more alive than I ever had whenever I ran; maybe it was the way the wind flushed my face that it made me feel invisible. Anyway from the look on Pony's face I could tell that he dug how I felt, which was pretty cool since most of the people I knew didn't think much of running, not that I really cared what they thought or anything, but it was cool that someone else felt the same way I did about running.
"Did you runaway from your parents?" Ponyboy asked so suddenly I nearly stopped running from the shock.
"I uh…yeah," I said, his eyes somehow told me that he understood, "they were probably the main reason I did."
"Do you miss them?" Pony asked after a few minutes of jogging in silence.
"Hen, I wouldn't miss them if I was dieing of hunger, and buried deep in snow without anything on!!!" I said, and could feel my face form a look of total hatred, this might've scared Pony (I couldn't tell), 'cause he didn't say anything else until we got into the Nightly double and found the rest of the gang.
Two-bit stared at us in total disbelief and said something about how he is way too lazy to run for two whole hours and half even if he was trying to save his neck, while Soda jumped up beaming and gave Pony a huge hug, muttering something about being glad that he had gotten back into shape again.
As we were all settling down, suddenly two figures came into view, and both were girls, one with flaming red hair, and the other with short dark hair. I didn't need to get a closer look to know who they were, and neither did the boys, especially Johnny who had gone a bit pale.
To be continued…
A/N: I'm gonna continue this story, and there's gonna be some interesting stuff happening when Lerissa goes to school with the guys.
