Beverly-Reigh's POV
We got to Tulsa around 6:30 in the evening. Our aunt was waiting for us. I had never seen her before but I knew her when I saw her. She looked just like our mother only taller and her eyes weren't as kind.
"Beverly-Reigh! Oh darling it's marvelous to see you!" she exclaimed in one of the phoniest tones I'd ever heard. I knew she didn't give a hoot to see me.the four of us were just 4 more mouths to feed.
Aunt Elaine took us to her car. It wasn't big but the 5 of us fit in. I sat in front and the little ones sat in back. In my mom's old car Lynnie still had a car seat because she was so small but I guess now we were going to have to get over that. We drove for quite awhile. I started to see a big difference from the neighborhood we had been driving through and the one we were just entering. The first one was high class with big house and perfect front lawns. Now we were in the middle class with normal size houses and ok front lawns. Then we were in a small, old, and dirty looking neighborhood. Boys in leather jackets and ripped jeans were walking along smoking cigarettes with a hand on a trashy looking girl's ass. We finally turned into a driveway of a pretty big house for this neighborhood but it was old and looked like it was sagging. A beat up and graffiti-ed sign in the front lawn said "Heaven's House" with dorky little angels on the corners. Kids had spray painted devil horns on the two little angels.
"We run a pretty strict foster home here. Curfew is 9:30 for teenagers and 7:00 for you youngins." Aunt Elaine stated. I didn't mind the early curfew and I knew the little kids wouldn't mind theirs but the way she looked at us when she said it.like we were going to object or try to sneak out or something. It made me sick. I didn't like the feelings I was getting from her. Like poison. I got out of the car and then helped Lynnie out. The boys were out already and running around the lawn.which was all brown. Seriously, there was not a blade of green grass on it. Aunt Elaine told them to keep of the "grass" and to grab their "junk" and bring it in the "house". I only had 1 big suitcase and 1 little one. Lynnie only had a medium sized one so I made a deal that if she carried my little one I'd carry her suitcase plus my big one.
The home had 3 floors and we were on the 3rd. After all those stairs carrying those suitcases I was huffin' and puffin' and weezing. I was not used to that. My old house only had one floor. And I shared a room with Lynnie while the boys shared another room. Our rooms weren't big but they were big enough. Lynnie and I shared a room again and the boys had the room across the hall. Aiden of course didn't complain but the second Embree saw how small their room was he let out a whine and started complaining. His and Aiden's old room was small but not THAT small. I felt bad and offered to trade with them but Aunt Elaine said we weren't allowed to trade rooms. These rooms were ours until we were old enough to move out on our own. Poor Lynnie.she would be here for another 13 years! Once all of our stuff was unpacked Aunt Elaine started to recite the rest of the rules of "The House" as she called it. The rules weren't too unacceptable. They were basically:
No members of the opposite sex in your rooms. Not even siblings. (ok that was a bit outrageous)
Every time we leave the house we must recite who we are with, what time we will be back, where we will be going, and how we are getting there.
Breakfast will be served at exactly 8:00 a.m. during the summer and on weekends. If you are late no food will be saved for you. (And no raiding the fridge) Lunch is at 12:00 and same rules apply. Dinner is at 7:00p.m. and same rules apply.
(this was the MOST outrageous one!) You must call her (Aunt Elaine) Ms. Treue whenever you are in "The House" Other places you may refer to her as Auntie Elaine. (notice the IE on Aunt.outrageous!!)
I knew I could handle at least the next 3 years of my life living
here. But it wouldn't be easy. I'm not very rebellious or anything.but
when someone says something I don't agree with I am pretty opinionated.
In the 3rd grade I made a boy cry arguing over something in our Oklahoma
History books. I can't remember what the debate was about all I remember
is the boy running out of the room crying. When I think I'm right then
just let me think that.
Anyway, I was already getting pretty sick of sitting on my new bed.
(actually it was a really old bed.and it smelt of broccoli and old
cheese.
"Lynnie, do you want to go for a walk?" I asked my little sister who
was sitting on her bed staring off into space. She does that a lot.
She turned her head to me. "Sure." She squeaked. She had a small voice
and didn't talk much.
I walked to her bed and took her hand and we went downstairs.
"Aunt-umm- I mean Ms. Treue Lynnie and I are going for a walk." I
stated quickly correcting myself.
Aunt Elaine stared at me blankly. We kinda stood like that for a while
until she said., "And.?"
At first I was confused but then I replied, "Oh and we will be back in
half an hour. We will only walk around the neighborhood a little." I
figured that was enough information because she nodded and let us pass
through the living room to the front door.
Once we were outside the late summer sun felt good after the chill of
"The House". I held onto Lynnie's hand because I was half afraid one of
these greasy looking characters would approach us.
"Ow! Beverly-Reigh your hurting my hand!" Lynnie squealed.
"Oh I'm sorry sweetie. I didn't mean to." I replied loosening my grip
on the small girl's hand. I hadn't realized how tightly I had been
holding it.
We walked on for about 10 minutes when we came to a vacant lot where several guys were playing football. They were mostly teenagers. One looked a lot older though. Like in his late 20's. We stopped for just a second to watch but that was long enough for the tall lanky character to see us and call over to us. Lynnie looked up at me and started to run over to them. It scared me really badly and I shouted after her. But she is quick and she was already there. The tall guy who called to us knelt down and picked her up. I thought for a brief second he might kidnap her or something but that was a dumb thought since I was there and so were all of his friends.
Well anyway, he picked her up and started walking over to me. When he got there he handed Lynnie to me.
"Hiya I'm Two-Bit! You knew in the neighborhood?" he asked pleasantly.
"Yeah we are. Just moved into "Heaven's House" down the street." I answered. He didn't seem like a mean person so I was pretty comfortable talking to him. His friends came over and stood around him.
"What's your name?" he asked curiously.
"Beverly-Reigh. And this is Lynnie. My baby sister." I replied. I added the part about her being my little sister because I have had old people sneer at me thinking she was my child or something.
"Well welcome to the neighborhood! And sorry 'bout you having to live with that old hag Ms. Treue! She's the devil she really is!" Two-Bit said.
I kind of laughed in the back of my mind and said, "She's my aunt." His expression kind of faded at first but then he smiled. I knew he wasn't going to apologize but I didn't care. Aunt Elaine is a hag.
"Well these are my buddies Ste-" Two-Bit started to introduce them but one of them cut him off.
"I'm Sodapop Curtis and it is a pleasure to meet you!" the guy said. He didn't look any older than 16 and he was gorgeous! Really he was one of the prettiest people I've ever met! Then all the guys went around introducing themselves and shaking my free hand. The other arm was still holding Lynnie.
"I'm Darry Curtis. Soda's older brother." The older one said. His eyes were cold looking and it was kind of frightening. His grasp on my hand was strong and his huge, calloused hands practically swallowed mine.
"Dallas Winston and don't forget it." One of them stated. I almost laughed but he didn't look like he was kidding. That phrase just seemed so fake to me.
"Steve Randle." The guy next to the gorgeous Soda said.
"I'm Ponyboy Curtis. And this is Johnny Cade." The next boy answered for both him and his dark haired friend. His friend immediately caught my attention. Mostly because I didn't feel anything from him. The other guys gave off vibes like crazy. Darry felt worried, Soda felt hyper, Ponyboy was thinking real hard about something, but Johnny felt nothing. He just nodded to me to show he was still alive. He was handsome I could tell. He was small and he looked like a kicked-to-the-curb puppy but he was still handsome. Then Two-Bit interrupted my thoughts.
"You want to play some football with us? Darry has to leave so you can take his place."
"Oh no thank you. I'm not good at football and Lynnie and I have to be back to the house in 10 minutes. Maybe some other time though." I answered. There were a few sighs and cuss words about Aunt Elaine being possessed by the devil or something but that was it and the boys went back to playing football. I set Lynnie back down because she was starting to tire out my arm. I took her hand and we headed back to the Hell Hole- whoops I mean "Heaven's House".
Ok this is today's chapter. Not a lot of Outsiders but enough for this chapter. I will continue to update as long as I can get some reviews. Thank you. Bye now.
~E~
We got to Tulsa around 6:30 in the evening. Our aunt was waiting for us. I had never seen her before but I knew her when I saw her. She looked just like our mother only taller and her eyes weren't as kind.
"Beverly-Reigh! Oh darling it's marvelous to see you!" she exclaimed in one of the phoniest tones I'd ever heard. I knew she didn't give a hoot to see me.the four of us were just 4 more mouths to feed.
Aunt Elaine took us to her car. It wasn't big but the 5 of us fit in. I sat in front and the little ones sat in back. In my mom's old car Lynnie still had a car seat because she was so small but I guess now we were going to have to get over that. We drove for quite awhile. I started to see a big difference from the neighborhood we had been driving through and the one we were just entering. The first one was high class with big house and perfect front lawns. Now we were in the middle class with normal size houses and ok front lawns. Then we were in a small, old, and dirty looking neighborhood. Boys in leather jackets and ripped jeans were walking along smoking cigarettes with a hand on a trashy looking girl's ass. We finally turned into a driveway of a pretty big house for this neighborhood but it was old and looked like it was sagging. A beat up and graffiti-ed sign in the front lawn said "Heaven's House" with dorky little angels on the corners. Kids had spray painted devil horns on the two little angels.
"We run a pretty strict foster home here. Curfew is 9:30 for teenagers and 7:00 for you youngins." Aunt Elaine stated. I didn't mind the early curfew and I knew the little kids wouldn't mind theirs but the way she looked at us when she said it.like we were going to object or try to sneak out or something. It made me sick. I didn't like the feelings I was getting from her. Like poison. I got out of the car and then helped Lynnie out. The boys were out already and running around the lawn.which was all brown. Seriously, there was not a blade of green grass on it. Aunt Elaine told them to keep of the "grass" and to grab their "junk" and bring it in the "house". I only had 1 big suitcase and 1 little one. Lynnie only had a medium sized one so I made a deal that if she carried my little one I'd carry her suitcase plus my big one.
The home had 3 floors and we were on the 3rd. After all those stairs carrying those suitcases I was huffin' and puffin' and weezing. I was not used to that. My old house only had one floor. And I shared a room with Lynnie while the boys shared another room. Our rooms weren't big but they were big enough. Lynnie and I shared a room again and the boys had the room across the hall. Aiden of course didn't complain but the second Embree saw how small their room was he let out a whine and started complaining. His and Aiden's old room was small but not THAT small. I felt bad and offered to trade with them but Aunt Elaine said we weren't allowed to trade rooms. These rooms were ours until we were old enough to move out on our own. Poor Lynnie.she would be here for another 13 years! Once all of our stuff was unpacked Aunt Elaine started to recite the rest of the rules of "The House" as she called it. The rules weren't too unacceptable. They were basically:
No members of the opposite sex in your rooms. Not even siblings. (ok that was a bit outrageous)
Every time we leave the house we must recite who we are with, what time we will be back, where we will be going, and how we are getting there.
Breakfast will be served at exactly 8:00 a.m. during the summer and on weekends. If you are late no food will be saved for you. (And no raiding the fridge) Lunch is at 12:00 and same rules apply. Dinner is at 7:00p.m. and same rules apply.
(this was the MOST outrageous one!) You must call her (Aunt Elaine) Ms. Treue whenever you are in "The House" Other places you may refer to her as Auntie Elaine. (notice the IE on Aunt.outrageous!!)
I knew I could handle at least the next 3 years of my life living
here. But it wouldn't be easy. I'm not very rebellious or anything.but
when someone says something I don't agree with I am pretty opinionated.
In the 3rd grade I made a boy cry arguing over something in our Oklahoma
History books. I can't remember what the debate was about all I remember
is the boy running out of the room crying. When I think I'm right then
just let me think that.
Anyway, I was already getting pretty sick of sitting on my new bed.
(actually it was a really old bed.and it smelt of broccoli and old
cheese.
"Lynnie, do you want to go for a walk?" I asked my little sister who
was sitting on her bed staring off into space. She does that a lot.
She turned her head to me. "Sure." She squeaked. She had a small voice
and didn't talk much.
I walked to her bed and took her hand and we went downstairs.
"Aunt-umm- I mean Ms. Treue Lynnie and I are going for a walk." I
stated quickly correcting myself.
Aunt Elaine stared at me blankly. We kinda stood like that for a while
until she said., "And.?"
At first I was confused but then I replied, "Oh and we will be back in
half an hour. We will only walk around the neighborhood a little." I
figured that was enough information because she nodded and let us pass
through the living room to the front door.
Once we were outside the late summer sun felt good after the chill of
"The House". I held onto Lynnie's hand because I was half afraid one of
these greasy looking characters would approach us.
"Ow! Beverly-Reigh your hurting my hand!" Lynnie squealed.
"Oh I'm sorry sweetie. I didn't mean to." I replied loosening my grip
on the small girl's hand. I hadn't realized how tightly I had been
holding it.
We walked on for about 10 minutes when we came to a vacant lot where several guys were playing football. They were mostly teenagers. One looked a lot older though. Like in his late 20's. We stopped for just a second to watch but that was long enough for the tall lanky character to see us and call over to us. Lynnie looked up at me and started to run over to them. It scared me really badly and I shouted after her. But she is quick and she was already there. The tall guy who called to us knelt down and picked her up. I thought for a brief second he might kidnap her or something but that was a dumb thought since I was there and so were all of his friends.
Well anyway, he picked her up and started walking over to me. When he got there he handed Lynnie to me.
"Hiya I'm Two-Bit! You knew in the neighborhood?" he asked pleasantly.
"Yeah we are. Just moved into "Heaven's House" down the street." I answered. He didn't seem like a mean person so I was pretty comfortable talking to him. His friends came over and stood around him.
"What's your name?" he asked curiously.
"Beverly-Reigh. And this is Lynnie. My baby sister." I replied. I added the part about her being my little sister because I have had old people sneer at me thinking she was my child or something.
"Well welcome to the neighborhood! And sorry 'bout you having to live with that old hag Ms. Treue! She's the devil she really is!" Two-Bit said.
I kind of laughed in the back of my mind and said, "She's my aunt." His expression kind of faded at first but then he smiled. I knew he wasn't going to apologize but I didn't care. Aunt Elaine is a hag.
"Well these are my buddies Ste-" Two-Bit started to introduce them but one of them cut him off.
"I'm Sodapop Curtis and it is a pleasure to meet you!" the guy said. He didn't look any older than 16 and he was gorgeous! Really he was one of the prettiest people I've ever met! Then all the guys went around introducing themselves and shaking my free hand. The other arm was still holding Lynnie.
"I'm Darry Curtis. Soda's older brother." The older one said. His eyes were cold looking and it was kind of frightening. His grasp on my hand was strong and his huge, calloused hands practically swallowed mine.
"Dallas Winston and don't forget it." One of them stated. I almost laughed but he didn't look like he was kidding. That phrase just seemed so fake to me.
"Steve Randle." The guy next to the gorgeous Soda said.
"I'm Ponyboy Curtis. And this is Johnny Cade." The next boy answered for both him and his dark haired friend. His friend immediately caught my attention. Mostly because I didn't feel anything from him. The other guys gave off vibes like crazy. Darry felt worried, Soda felt hyper, Ponyboy was thinking real hard about something, but Johnny felt nothing. He just nodded to me to show he was still alive. He was handsome I could tell. He was small and he looked like a kicked-to-the-curb puppy but he was still handsome. Then Two-Bit interrupted my thoughts.
"You want to play some football with us? Darry has to leave so you can take his place."
"Oh no thank you. I'm not good at football and Lynnie and I have to be back to the house in 10 minutes. Maybe some other time though." I answered. There were a few sighs and cuss words about Aunt Elaine being possessed by the devil or something but that was it and the boys went back to playing football. I set Lynnie back down because she was starting to tire out my arm. I took her hand and we headed back to the Hell Hole- whoops I mean "Heaven's House".
Ok this is today's chapter. Not a lot of Outsiders but enough for this chapter. I will continue to update as long as I can get some reviews. Thank you. Bye now.
~E~