I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING BUT THE PLOT, THOUGH I WISHED I OWNED IT, OH WELL. IT STARTS OUT WITH MISTIE STANDING OUTSIDE THE BUS STATION IN TULSA. IT IS MOSTLY THROUGH MISTIE'S EYES ( FIRST PERSON ), THOUGH SOMEONE ELSE WILL COME IN LATER... ENJOY.



I stood outside of the bus station in Tulsa. It's a long story of how I ever ended back up in this hell hole. Here everyone else has a name for everyone else. The Socials are the rich kids more commonly known as the Socs by the greasers. The greasers are the poor kids, the hoods, they live on the east side. The socials call them the greasers. I was once one of the Socs. In till....

greasers are the dropouts, they hold up gas stations and wear black and their girls wear to much make-up. The Socs all drive corvairs or mustangs, they dress good and our folks pay attention to everything we do. Being a former socy girl I am bias and were my mother lives that doesn't help me at all.

My friend Cherry Valance Said she had a greaser friend named Ponyboy Curtis. I laughed and that was the last time I heard from her. My other friend Marcia said it was no joke and told me about the time they were at the greaser drive-in. She said there was a boy named Dallas Winston who they saw when they barrel raced in the rodeos. He was bugging them and a boy named Johnny Cade told him to bug off, then Ponyboy and Johnny sat with them. Then Two-bit Matthews. Marcia then trailed off blushing furiously.

As I stood by outside f the bus station a red corvair pulled up and out climbed Cherry, I almost broke into tears. "Mistie, your home! I missed you so much."

" I missed you too Cherry, Oh my it's good to be home. So tell me Cherry, Have you been watching sunsets?" She nodded and smiled. Marcia climbed out of the car and the three of us were caught up in a friendly long awaited hug. My boyfriend Charles climbed out of the car and helped us back in. His face was pure happiness. I hadn't seen that kind of smile since I left Tulsa, I guess I am coming back to old nightmares and old happiness. For better or for worse. As we speed off to the drive-in to catch up with old friends I felt that once again I was finally home.



Johnny, Ponyboy, Sodapop, and Two-bit all stood in the shadows of the bus station. Johnny looked shaken up and kind of pale for just seeing a girl. Ponyboy looked at the ground, and Sodapop stood in between Johnny and Two-bit, his mouth wide open. Two-bit just started laughing. "Think we should tell Dally? I mean she did punch him before she left."

"No" said Ponyboy remembering Cherry hated violence. "He wouldn't wanna know would he?"

"I don't know," said Johnny "Wouldn't he get mad at us for not telling him?"

"Yeah probably but you can never figure out ol' Dally. And its better he is mad at us then at the Socs. Remember that he just got out of the cooler and we don't wanna be the ones that have him blow off and get back in to that dump."

"Well at least find out why she's come back." said Two-bit. "Why did she come back to boring ol' Tulsa when she could be in New York?" He looked out at the road "Bet you a pack of cigarettes that she missed her boyfriend." he said as he slid his hand down the glass door. He cut himself. "Damn, what a …" he said finishing with interesting choice of words

They all walked off thinking the same thing ' this is gonna be one damn long weekend'





I sat in Charles's red corvair, he had one hand on the wheel and the other was on my hand. We were both shaking, it was cold and when we had finally left the gang at Rusty's drive-in movie theater it had been raining. " Mistie I know your here to visit your mom, but couldn't she live on the west side? I hate this grease hood."

" Charles, I can't help it. You know that my mom can't afford to live on the west side!" I said then as we pulled in front of my mom's house he leaned over and kissed me gently on the lips. I wanted to stay in his arms and have him hold me and keep me safe, but I knew that soon he would stop coming. I climbed out of the corvair, " Love you Charles"

" Love you too babe, see you tomorrow. Wait Mistie take this." He said handing me a switch blade. " You'll need it around here, I love you babe. I'm thinking of telling your mom that you can stay with me. I really don't want you to stay here on the east side. You know that Dallas Winston got out of jail, he lives a few blocks away from here, and-"

" I'm okay Charles, but if tomorrow you still feel the same then come and get me." He nodded & drove off. As I walked off up the sidewalk and he sped off. I saw a figure walking up the walk. When the person came in the light it was a boy about seventeen, he had big puppy dog eyes and I thought he looked really good looking His hair was greased back and his bangs were hanging down on his forehead. A cut from his temple to his cheekbone. It looked really tough on him. " Hi there. I'm Mistie" I said, he jumped and turned aroung flipping a switch blade. My eyes got big and I almost screamed when he dropped the blade and covered my mouth.

" Don't scream when I let go. You scared me." He said his voice shakey, I nodded. " I'm Johnny Cade I live around here" he said letting go.

" I'm sorry , I just am so used to people being friendly."

" I wouldn't have used it, the blade you know. Not on you anyways."

" I know, you seem to sweet to pull a blade on someone. Did you say your name was Johnny Cade?"

" Yeah."

" My friends Marcia and Cherry, they met you at a drive-in awhile back."

" Oh yeah, Really nice girls, really pretty too" he said blushing, I smiled

" I'll tell them." I looked around, for Dallas. " So does Dallas Winston live around here?" I asked trying to be cool and collective.

" Well he usually lives around here with us but he might be at Buck's or at a rodeo. Why? You looking for him? Cause in case you wanna try to get with him you don't got a chance. He won't date Soc broads and I think he is back with Sylvia."

" No I was just wondering that's all." I said " well goodnight Johnny Cade " He nodded and walked off quickly. Time to face

the music I thought as I walked up to my mother's front door. As I went closer to the door I could hear the blare of television, the scream of my mother fighting with her latest boyfriend. I feared that door opening, I feared the look on my mother's face when she sees me standing out on the sidewalk. I still fear it as I stand here, I don't know how long I've been waiting for the strength to knock on the door. ' I've become everything I hate' I thought then as the front door opened an dmy mother walked out a single tear rolled down my cheek. ' I've become one of them!'

Well that is the first chapter sorry if it is so short but this is my first fanfic that I have gotten this far with and i am trying to change it a bit. I know some of this is out of character but I couldn't help it. I might fix it later once I know how to Thanks for r&r