Title: Outsider Jess

Chapter Title: Home Sweet...home

Summary: A Greaser just finds out that he has a half sister. How does she affect him and his friends?

Disclaimer: I don't own The Outsiders.

Note- Originally posted as step-sister until somebody was nice and corrected me.

I felt sick as I entered my dad's house. It smelt of alcohol and smoke. Mom's house smelt a lot nicer. Like flowers, like spring. Afraid I was going to break something, I stepped carefully. I looked around the rubble for my dad.

"Dad?" I called out. I never saw him before. He left my mom in the birthing room. Mom told me she suspected there was another woman. Why am I here? My mom had a stroke and died. Dad was the only living relative they could trace. I trampled through news papers, beer bottles, and cigarette butts. It's a wonder the house didn't set on fire.

I heard a bottle open and went into the kitchen.

"Who are you?" asked a boy who was about my age. He had hair that was greasy. 'A Greaser,' I thought.

"I'm Jessica," I told him, "I'm looking for my dad, Mr. Randle?" The boy looked like he was going to laugh.

"No, seriously, who are you?"

"I really am Jessica Tracens," I said getting annoyed, "My mom just had a stroke and they sent me to live with my father after she died. I ain't kidding you. You think I would joke about that? Who are you, anyway?"

"I'm Steve Randle," he told me and I nearly dropped my suitcase.

"Where's my dad?"

"Somewhere gettin' drunk, you don't wanna be here when he gets back either. I was just gettin' ready to go to the Curtis's. And he's, uh, my dad too."

"How old are you?"

"17, why?"

"My mom was right. She said dad left us for another woman." I wasn't going to doubt we weren't slightly related. We both had dark, dark brown hair, our eyes were different.

"'Least you knew your mom, my mom dumped me on this shit's front lawn when I was a baby. She was then arrested for something, and I'm stuck with him. He gets a temper sometimes, but makes it up after with some money."

"I can never see my mom again," I told him, "do you have a spare room?"

"Nup, but you can have my room. I'll sleep on our couch, or crash at the Curtis's. Oh, I need to go, I'll be late." He showed me where his room was. I dropped my suitcase on the bed.

"It's, um, nice."

"Sure, you, uh, wanna come with me to meet the gang?" I wasn't going to refuse. Anything could be better than this. The house was a mess, and it smelt. If I were here by myself I would've gone nuts.

"I'll go," I told him. I checked in the mirror to make sure my hair was in place. It was straight and hit my shoulder blades. I was getting to fix my make up.

"C'mon on, we don't have all day." I sighed and finished.

I followed him down the road and to a small house. I wondered what the Curtis family was like. I expected him to knock on the door, but instead, he swung it open and walked right it. I followed, just because I didn't like being alone.

When we got in, I noticed a boy who looked our age sitting on a couch. 'Not bad looking,' I said to myself. Okay, he was really good looking. He had dark gold hair and eyes. Next to him sat a younger boy with hair part blonde and part auburn, he had gray/green eyes. On the floor sat an older boy, his gray eyes were never looking away from the television which had Mickey Mouse playing loudly. He had hair the color of rust. I saw another boy, well I guess he was a man, he looked older than the rest. He had dark brown hair and his eyes were pale blue/green.

"Hey, Steve, aren't you gonna introduce us to the chick?" The good looking one asked him.

"This is Jessica, she's my half sister. Jessica this is," I'm not joking, he said this as he pointed at each one, "Sodapop Curtis, Ponyboy Curtis, Two-Bit Mathews, and Darry Curtis." I must've made a weird face because then Steve added, "Yes, Sodapop and Ponyboy are their real names. Two-Bit's name is Keith, but everybody calls him Two-Bit."

"Hello Jessica," they all said, except for Two-Bit.

"Hey guys," I answered, knowing it would take too long to address each boy.

After a while Steve got up.

"My ol' man'll be back soon, and I wanna get Jessica settled. See ya'll later." I followed Steve out of the house and we walked back home in silence.