Things Change Constantly

By: Kelly

Disclaimer: I do not own the Outsiders. S.E. Hinton does. Not S. E. Hinton. No Outsiders. Got it? Good.

Dedication: To anyone who has ever loved and lost. It is always better to have loved and lost than not to loved at all.

Summary: Jade Winston is the daughter of Dallas and Kelly Winston. She is your average 14 year old Greaser girl. School, dating, dances, peer pressure, drugs, sex, and everything teens have to deal with. How will she Handle it? How will Dallas?

This is a new story based on an old one. This is based on Do You Dare and Against All Odds. This is simply a continuation of how Kelly and Dallas' daughter reacts to the same things they went through.

Peace, Love, and JellyBeans,

-Kelly

LOVE YA ALL!

I can't believe that things were so different now. I had just finished my first week of high school and it was weird. It was okay. I mean I was accepted and everything. I already had a group of friends to hang with, Some guys were interested, one in particular, my boyfriend and I made pretty good grades thus far. I just didn't like all the newfound responsibility of being a young adult. I didn't like it at all.

I stepped into the house and tossed my bag down. I carefully checked my hair in the mirror over the couch and smile at myself gently. I, Jade Marie Winston, had my mother's eyes and father's cheekbones. Neither was a bad thing. My parents were great in every way. My mom, who had just turned 29, and my dad who just turned 31, were very careful to raise me better than they were. I appreciated that, but sometimes it gets on my nerves.

"Lookie who's home." My Uncle Two-Bit squeaked as he hugged me. He reeked of beer, but then again it was Friday.

"Hey Uncle TB." I said, hugging him back. I had nicknames for all 6 of my uncles. PonyBoy was Pony, SodaPop was Coca-Cola, Darry was Superman, Johnny was Jon-Jon, Steve was Stevie, and Two-Bit was TB. They all called me J or something like it. I had grown up with all of them and though they weren't family, you couldn't tell me that they weren't. I fully believe that some things are thicker than blood and the bond them, my mother, father, and I shared was one of those things.

"Jade are you home?" My mother, Kelly Winston, called.

"Yes Mom. I am." I answered. She stepped into the door-frame that led to the kitchen, drying her hands on a towel.

"How was your day?" she asked. I told my mom just about everything. She was like my best friend, then again, she was like my mom a lot too. My mind began racing. I had made the cheerleading squad, a guy asked me out, Andrew to be precise, and my report card was nothing but A's. It had been a good day.

"Well...I got all A's on my report card. I made the JV Cheerleading team." My excitement began rising. "And I have a boyfriend." I finished, smiling from ear to ear.

"A boyfriend?" My mom and dad, who had just entered the room, asked, in very different voices.

"Yes. His name is Andrew Huskins. He is part of a gang. The, uh, Tiber Street Tigers, I think. He's a great guy." I said dreamily.

"Yea, how old is this boy?" My dad, Dallas Winston, asked.

"17." I said, wishing I were older. I was only 14 and my dad was ALWAYS paranoid when it came to guys.

"No." Was all he said. He had taken away his permission for me to date him.

"Oh Daddy! Will you at least wait and meet him? He wants to go to the movies tonight. Please! Daddy, I love you! " I said resorting to sucking up. Whatever works.

"Guys in this town only want one thing and they aint getting it from you." He stated. My mom looked at him.

"Sounds familiar don't it?" she asked laughing. My Uncle Darry had told Dally the same thing once upon a time.

"Kelly, tell me you aren't considering this!" he exclaimed.

"I think we should meet him and decide ourselves. " My mom stated. I leaned over and hugged and kissed her.

"Thanks mom! You Rock!" I meant that too. She did rock.

"Well meet him. He makes one wrong move and you and him are history." My dad stated. I hugged him and kissed him as well before running upstairs to get ready.

I heard the doorbell ring as I was finishing my hair. I slipped on my flip-flops which matched my denim mini skirt and my blue tank top and white wife beater. One button was buttoned over my bellybutton and I heard my dad giving Andrew the 3rd degree as I walked down the stairs.

"Hi Andrew." I said, announcing my presence and interrupting Daddy's 3rd Degree.

"Hey Jade, You look great!" He said, smiling as he handed me a pink rose. I smiled and kissed his cheek gently.

"Daddy, Mommy, Everyone else, meet Andrew. Andrew this is my parents and my uncles. " He nodded and shook my dad's hand and kissed my moms. My Uncle Darry, dad's best friend, was the only other one who came up and shook his hand. I mean Andrew was just like them. A Greaser.