DISCLAIMER: I own nothing of Lord of the Rings, nor do I claim The
Outsiders as my own. Brilliant Minds, Yep, Brilliant Minds.
(*Author interrupion*)
"Quotes, or someone speaking"
=Another Language written in english, but meant as the other language=
This story is still dedicated to Elfpilot, who even now, pushes me and my writing to greater lengths.
Remember to review, and please, if you feel the need to write something nasty, remember Karma IS a part of life.
~*~*~PonyBoy's P.O.V~*~*~
I stared at her as though she were nuts, in fact, she had just kicked mine, so I was still in immense pain, I couldn't even think straight.
She was laughing at me, and I felt the blood rise into my face. I didn't like to be laughed at, but I didn't want to be too rude to her either.
"What kinds of Movies do you like?" She suddenly asked, which made me feel somewhat uncomfortable, but in another sense wonderful. This was my topic, and I would be able to talk to her about something.
"Paul Newman movies." I replied quietly. Dally suddenly showed up, looking at me and the girl. She retreated somewhat, moving behind me, or in front, I wasn't sure.
"Do you gotta cigarette?" He asked, as I was pulling my pack out of my back pocket.
I nodded, handing him one. I could live without certain things, but for right now, I couldn't live without my cigarettes.
He walked away, and She reappeared. Meaning Stevie came back into view.
She asked me all sorts of questions, that she seemed to know already, maybe she knew me, but she wasn't sure. I saw the gang in a nearby lot, as Two- Bit was tackling Someone. I sighed, Stevie at my side.
"Who's the broad?" Dally asked, and I chose to ignore the question.
But Two-Bit left the huddled person, which now appeared to be Steve, and Walked over to Stevie, going to wrap an arm around her.
I shot him a look that could kill. He only grinned back.
Stevie brought up her fist, going to strike him if he tried anything. And before I knew anything had happened, I saw Two-Bit with a hand on his thigh.
"She's a stubborn one, Ain't she?" She started laughing, and I just stared at her, content to hear her laughing, but it was weird too.
"Leave her alone," I muttered to Two-Bit, who then clasped a hand over his mouth, and bowed.
"Yes, Your highness." He moved away before I could slug him good.
I shook my head, and moved forwards, my arm almost around her back. I felt weird in a way, bringing her over to meet the guys, but then, She wasn't my girl, so I moved on, sighing half with relief as Soda came over.
~*~*~Stevie's P.O.V.~*~*~
I felt something on my back, it was gently stroking it back, but I kept moving, half afraid to stop.
I smirked at Two-Bit's reply to PonyBoy. He was like that in the books too, except he was cute in real life. Everyone of them was, and I was shivering slightly, even though it was summer.
PonyBoy looked at me, and offered me his coat, but I shook my head. "No Thanks, I don't need it. Thanks for the offer though."
He nodded, and put it back on, sighing. He was the cutest in my opinion. Screw Soda, I'll take PonyBoy. (*To those of you whom I have offended, I did say in my opinion. I finally saw the movie. Goodness, who could resist Matt Dillion(sp?)???*)
I looked directly at Soda, and smiled. He smiled back, giving me the shivers again. PonyBoy shrugged at Two-Bit, who also looked slightly concerned.
"You sure you don't want my coat?" He held it out, and before I could object, it was draped around my shoulders.
I smiled at him, and held the coat on. I then walked over to Two-Bit, and screamed. He jumped up, and clasped a hand over my mouth.
"Hush it, Stevie Wonder." I rolled my eyes. How many times had I gotten called this? I had stopped counting years ago. My real name was Stephanie, and hated it, so when I was old enough to know how to spell it, I changed it.
He let me go, as I sank my teeth into his flesh. Pony laughed, and Two-Bit showed the Gang the gash I had made. "Keep her, We can use her as an attack dog."
I growled playfully, looking fierce, thoroughly enjoying the attention I was getting. But as quick as it had come, it had left. They went back to their card games, and Johnny was attempting to read Gone with the Wind, (*Which I do not own*) and Soda was still looking at me.
"I must be pretty interesting to be stared at." I mumbled. And Soda looked away. I did need to give him what belonged to him, but I was still uneasy around him. He was so different, I don't know, I was scared I guess.
I felt the color drain out of my face, and a couple of the guys noticed it too..
PonyBoy grasped my shoulders, and helped me to a seat. I raised an eyebrow, and rubbed my temples.
"That was weird," I whispered. PonyBoy was sitting close by me, and I felt safe for some reason. When I was with them, I was safe.
My eyelids got real heavy, and my eyes rolled back into my head. I felt the bile rise up into my throat, and then.
BLACK
I woke up to find the gang standing around me, peering anxiously at me. Darry was there now, which must have been something new, the way everyone was looking at him.
I was covered in water, and I smelled like a rotten fish. But everyone stayed, hoping I was ok.
"Wh-Where am I?" I managed to mumbled between heavy coughs. "You're in PonyBoy's house. Are you ok? You just kinda passed out, Dally carried you over here." Two-Bit promptly complied. I sighed, and closed my eyes.
"At least it's better than Jail." I croaked through parched lips. Several laughs came at this comment, and I wanted to spit, but I didn't. I looked around, searching for PonyBoy, or Johnny, but they were gone, and I felt uncomfortable for what seemed like the first time in my life.
"Mickey Mouse, I know where Mickey Mouse is." I saw Soda jerk, and then Two- Bit laughed pointing at the screen. "Yeah, He's in the T.V." I sighed, and pulled a picture of a horse out of my wallet.
I passed it to Soda. "Have you seen this horse before?" He nodded, holding back tears, whether of mirth or of sorrow, I knew not.
At that moment, PonyBoy walked back in. I let out a sigh, and from the way the guys grinned, I guess it was a loud one.
I cursed slightly, Letting a string of words that most guys used, out. Johnny dropped the cup of water he was holding.
I laughed slightly, and politely asked where the bathroom was. They pointed it out, and I walked into it, washing my face and hands off. I was still wearing PonyBoy's coat, and my face was gray. When the water splashed onto my cheeks, I shivered, and my face turned somewhat rosy.
I fixed my hair with the brush I held in my pocket, and then I sprayed myself with bottled perfume. I coughed, choking from the pungent smell, and doubled over, slamming my head against the sink, bringing a drop of blood down my forehead.
I cursed, and wiped it away with the back of my hand, leaving the bathroom. Everyone stared at me as though they had seen a ghost.
"What!?" I demanded. And PonyBoy looked up at me. "Are you ok? We heard you hit something, and then you swore again." He walked over, and touched my head, showing me another drop of blood.
I felt dizzy again, and I closed my eyes, feeling wonderful standing next to him. I knew that I had found someone special, and unlike Brett, and Dustin, he kinda cared, and I saw that in his actions and his expressions.
I sighed again, and looked at Soda. He was somewhat glaring at me, and no one had noticed, I was scared, and no one cared.
I shook my head, taking off the jacket and handing it to PonyBoy.
"I gotta go. Give me a call sometime or something." I handed him a yellow piece of paper with my number on it, and then walked out.
Tears were pouring down my face, and I still looked horrible. But I kept on walking, I was still scared, but I wasn't gunna give up.
A police car pulled up beside me. "Hey Steve. Another breakup, huh?" He laughed, and I spit into his car. Blood ran down my face, and into my eyes. I couldn't see straight, and when someone grabbed my shoulders, I pulled my knife out of my back pocket.
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Ok, Review. I like suggestions too. I need to know who to use, who not to use and Yeah, I know I didn't say that Johnny and Dallas were alive at the top, but they are in this Fic. I didn't have the heart to leave them dead. Besides, Dallas might play a pretty good part in this book. When I get 5 more reviews on this chap., I'll post the third Chapter.
(*Author interrupion*)
"Quotes, or someone speaking"
=Another Language written in english, but meant as the other language=
This story is still dedicated to Elfpilot, who even now, pushes me and my writing to greater lengths.
Remember to review, and please, if you feel the need to write something nasty, remember Karma IS a part of life.
~*~*~PonyBoy's P.O.V~*~*~
I stared at her as though she were nuts, in fact, she had just kicked mine, so I was still in immense pain, I couldn't even think straight.
She was laughing at me, and I felt the blood rise into my face. I didn't like to be laughed at, but I didn't want to be too rude to her either.
"What kinds of Movies do you like?" She suddenly asked, which made me feel somewhat uncomfortable, but in another sense wonderful. This was my topic, and I would be able to talk to her about something.
"Paul Newman movies." I replied quietly. Dally suddenly showed up, looking at me and the girl. She retreated somewhat, moving behind me, or in front, I wasn't sure.
"Do you gotta cigarette?" He asked, as I was pulling my pack out of my back pocket.
I nodded, handing him one. I could live without certain things, but for right now, I couldn't live without my cigarettes.
He walked away, and She reappeared. Meaning Stevie came back into view.
She asked me all sorts of questions, that she seemed to know already, maybe she knew me, but she wasn't sure. I saw the gang in a nearby lot, as Two- Bit was tackling Someone. I sighed, Stevie at my side.
"Who's the broad?" Dally asked, and I chose to ignore the question.
But Two-Bit left the huddled person, which now appeared to be Steve, and Walked over to Stevie, going to wrap an arm around her.
I shot him a look that could kill. He only grinned back.
Stevie brought up her fist, going to strike him if he tried anything. And before I knew anything had happened, I saw Two-Bit with a hand on his thigh.
"She's a stubborn one, Ain't she?" She started laughing, and I just stared at her, content to hear her laughing, but it was weird too.
"Leave her alone," I muttered to Two-Bit, who then clasped a hand over his mouth, and bowed.
"Yes, Your highness." He moved away before I could slug him good.
I shook my head, and moved forwards, my arm almost around her back. I felt weird in a way, bringing her over to meet the guys, but then, She wasn't my girl, so I moved on, sighing half with relief as Soda came over.
~*~*~Stevie's P.O.V.~*~*~
I felt something on my back, it was gently stroking it back, but I kept moving, half afraid to stop.
I smirked at Two-Bit's reply to PonyBoy. He was like that in the books too, except he was cute in real life. Everyone of them was, and I was shivering slightly, even though it was summer.
PonyBoy looked at me, and offered me his coat, but I shook my head. "No Thanks, I don't need it. Thanks for the offer though."
He nodded, and put it back on, sighing. He was the cutest in my opinion. Screw Soda, I'll take PonyBoy. (*To those of you whom I have offended, I did say in my opinion. I finally saw the movie. Goodness, who could resist Matt Dillion(sp?)???*)
I looked directly at Soda, and smiled. He smiled back, giving me the shivers again. PonyBoy shrugged at Two-Bit, who also looked slightly concerned.
"You sure you don't want my coat?" He held it out, and before I could object, it was draped around my shoulders.
I smiled at him, and held the coat on. I then walked over to Two-Bit, and screamed. He jumped up, and clasped a hand over my mouth.
"Hush it, Stevie Wonder." I rolled my eyes. How many times had I gotten called this? I had stopped counting years ago. My real name was Stephanie, and hated it, so when I was old enough to know how to spell it, I changed it.
He let me go, as I sank my teeth into his flesh. Pony laughed, and Two-Bit showed the Gang the gash I had made. "Keep her, We can use her as an attack dog."
I growled playfully, looking fierce, thoroughly enjoying the attention I was getting. But as quick as it had come, it had left. They went back to their card games, and Johnny was attempting to read Gone with the Wind, (*Which I do not own*) and Soda was still looking at me.
"I must be pretty interesting to be stared at." I mumbled. And Soda looked away. I did need to give him what belonged to him, but I was still uneasy around him. He was so different, I don't know, I was scared I guess.
I felt the color drain out of my face, and a couple of the guys noticed it too..
PonyBoy grasped my shoulders, and helped me to a seat. I raised an eyebrow, and rubbed my temples.
"That was weird," I whispered. PonyBoy was sitting close by me, and I felt safe for some reason. When I was with them, I was safe.
My eyelids got real heavy, and my eyes rolled back into my head. I felt the bile rise up into my throat, and then.
BLACK
I woke up to find the gang standing around me, peering anxiously at me. Darry was there now, which must have been something new, the way everyone was looking at him.
I was covered in water, and I smelled like a rotten fish. But everyone stayed, hoping I was ok.
"Wh-Where am I?" I managed to mumbled between heavy coughs. "You're in PonyBoy's house. Are you ok? You just kinda passed out, Dally carried you over here." Two-Bit promptly complied. I sighed, and closed my eyes.
"At least it's better than Jail." I croaked through parched lips. Several laughs came at this comment, and I wanted to spit, but I didn't. I looked around, searching for PonyBoy, or Johnny, but they were gone, and I felt uncomfortable for what seemed like the first time in my life.
"Mickey Mouse, I know where Mickey Mouse is." I saw Soda jerk, and then Two- Bit laughed pointing at the screen. "Yeah, He's in the T.V." I sighed, and pulled a picture of a horse out of my wallet.
I passed it to Soda. "Have you seen this horse before?" He nodded, holding back tears, whether of mirth or of sorrow, I knew not.
At that moment, PonyBoy walked back in. I let out a sigh, and from the way the guys grinned, I guess it was a loud one.
I cursed slightly, Letting a string of words that most guys used, out. Johnny dropped the cup of water he was holding.
I laughed slightly, and politely asked where the bathroom was. They pointed it out, and I walked into it, washing my face and hands off. I was still wearing PonyBoy's coat, and my face was gray. When the water splashed onto my cheeks, I shivered, and my face turned somewhat rosy.
I fixed my hair with the brush I held in my pocket, and then I sprayed myself with bottled perfume. I coughed, choking from the pungent smell, and doubled over, slamming my head against the sink, bringing a drop of blood down my forehead.
I cursed, and wiped it away with the back of my hand, leaving the bathroom. Everyone stared at me as though they had seen a ghost.
"What!?" I demanded. And PonyBoy looked up at me. "Are you ok? We heard you hit something, and then you swore again." He walked over, and touched my head, showing me another drop of blood.
I felt dizzy again, and I closed my eyes, feeling wonderful standing next to him. I knew that I had found someone special, and unlike Brett, and Dustin, he kinda cared, and I saw that in his actions and his expressions.
I sighed again, and looked at Soda. He was somewhat glaring at me, and no one had noticed, I was scared, and no one cared.
I shook my head, taking off the jacket and handing it to PonyBoy.
"I gotta go. Give me a call sometime or something." I handed him a yellow piece of paper with my number on it, and then walked out.
Tears were pouring down my face, and I still looked horrible. But I kept on walking, I was still scared, but I wasn't gunna give up.
A police car pulled up beside me. "Hey Steve. Another breakup, huh?" He laughed, and I spit into his car. Blood ran down my face, and into my eyes. I couldn't see straight, and when someone grabbed my shoulders, I pulled my knife out of my back pocket.
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Ok, Review. I like suggestions too. I need to know who to use, who not to use and Yeah, I know I didn't say that Johnny and Dallas were alive at the top, but they are in this Fic. I didn't have the heart to leave them dead. Besides, Dallas might play a pretty good part in this book. When I get 5 more reviews on this chap., I'll post the third Chapter.