Title- Trying to Adjust

Chapter Title- No

Chapter Number- 11

Disclaimer- I do not own The Outsiders

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Random stuff about stuff- I don't know how that stuff works. Luckily, I've never been in the situation and it was a week end so I didn't feel like thinking much to use big words.

Hahukum Konn- Yeah… I don't know, some times I can write a six year old perfectly, but other times I end writing her too mature. But either way, it comes out okay because it makes her seem level-headed at times. My friends say I have the maturity of a six year old... I wish I were six again. Hey, that was only eight years ago.

RangerDan- If I stopped breathing, you'd anger people… a lot of people. Then, my mobs will come and hunt you down.

XAmberX- We'll just see what they do

Tori- Thank you

QTpie4- Don't tell anybody, but you read my mind. Fourteen is okay, but then I see my seventeen year old brother and I want to be seventeen.

Tessie26- It probably would help if Darry spoke with Two-Bit, and maybe they will. I just won't have Liz hear it because it seems weird if she knows everything.

JamesDeanismygod- Lots of people are saying that

Eternal Dragon101- I would do Two-Bit's POV, but I won't for two reasons: a) I don't like switching points of views in a story (it gets confusing) and b) I have a terrible fear of going OCC with somebody

Note- It took so long to update, I know. I've been working on co-writes right now. One is with Xocrazililkelox. (I don't know when that is coming out, and it supposedly on my name, but I dunno) It's a Curtis sister story. And the other one is with my favorite and yours: darkravenx0. It's a crossover and darkravenx0 says she's not ready to talk about it. (That'll be out once she gets online so we can add our rambles and stuff, because that is just so popular. It'll be on my name). Also, my internet decided to not work yesterday when I went to go add this. I don't know much about custody hearings and I am really, really lazy so I don't feel like going on the internet and searching them. This is kind of long because I had two ideas but neither of them were long enough so I kinda just smushed them together. Smush, that's a funny word.

When Steve came to pick me up form school the next day, I didn't say anything. I hoped everything would be quiet. It would be normal, well, not normal 'cause normal would be him saying mean things.

"How do you feel?" he asked me. Well, that was strange.

"Fine," I answered. Then, I thought about it. "About what?"

"About Kathy breaking up with your brother," he said.

"No she didn't," I argued.

"Yes she did. Wanna know why? It's 'cause he spends all his time with you," he said. I crossed my arms across my chest and really wished he would get to DX faster.

When he got there, I slammed the door shut and gave it a nice kick. I ran into the station and sat down on the chair and just started crying. Nobody said anything, but that was okay because I wasn't gonna answer any questions.

When Two-Bit came in I grabbed his hand and dragged him outside.

"Did you and Kathy break up?" I asked him, staring at the ground.

"Yeah," he answered. "How'd you find out?"

"Steve said it was my fault."

"Get in the car," he told me. I listened to him and he went inside. He came out a few minutes later.

I don't know what went on, but Steve never spoke to me in the car again. I guess one reason would be the bruise on his cheek. He just shot me hateful glares that would make me shiver.

I sat at that place again. The one where they said I had a month to be with Two-Bit before they made any final decisions. I was really scared. I didn't want them to take me away. I was ready to fight for it. That meant I would kick, scream, pull hair and bite people.

"Before we tell you our decision, we would like to see how Elizabeth does for a few weeks in the care of somebody else," a man said. He had a mustache and he was wearing a suit. Wait, what did he say? I wouldn't be living with Two-Bit for a few weeks? That isn't fair!

"No," I shrieked. I jumped out of the metal folding chair I was sitting in. I ran over to where Two-Bit was standing and wrapped myself around his legs.

"Liz," he said picking me up. He held me closely to him. I rested me head on his shoulder. He was going to tell that man that I had to live with him. "You need to go." Wait, I need to go? Who are you and what have you done to my brother? I picked my head up and looked at him. His eyes were shiny. He handed me to the man, but I grabbed onto his shirt. He pried my fingers off and let the man hold me. Then, he backed up so I couldn't grab onto him. I leaned over and bit the man's ear. He flinched a little, but only tightened his grip.

"Lemme go," I hollered. He shook his head and turned to Two-Bit.

"I'm sorry Mr. Mathews, I really am," he told Two-Bit. Was he just making that up? If he really was sorry, would he have been taking me away from my brother? The man took me to a car and buckled me up. "We'll go to you house, Mr. Mathews, so you can get some of her clothes." Two-Bit nodded. As the man pulled out of the parking lot, I cried. I cried the whole way home as we followed Two-Bit. Why couldn't I be in his car?

The man pulled into the road alongside our house. He parked the car and locked the doors. He followed Two-Bit into our house. I was trying to figure out whether I should unlock the car doors and make a run for it. As I was about to, the man and Two-Bit reappeared. He was holding a suitcase. He put the suitcase in the back of the car and rolled down the car windows.

Two-Bit stuck his head into the window. He also stuck his hand in. He was holding something. He remembered my doll. I took it from him and wiped my eyes. I put her down and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"When will I get to see you again?" I asked him. The guy said a few weeks, but maybe he told Two-Bit the actual truth.

"Hopefully no longer than a month," he answered. He gave me a kiss on the forehead. "I love you," he told me. I returned the kiss with one on his cheek.

"I love you too," I replied. I remembered I really was leaving Two-Bit for a while. I could pretend it was a long sleep over, but it was hard. I didn't know where I was going. He pulled his head out of the window, but I reached for him. He pulled away too fast, so I couldn't pull him back down. He back up and waved as the car pulled away from the house. I kept on wailing.

"Could you be quiet?" the man snapped. I turned to look at him. He wasn't a very nice man. I sniffled a bit, but held back my tears.

"Where am I going?" I asked him.

"Away from here," he replied. I muttered a few words I heard Two-Bit say once. They were the kind of words that mom told me never to say. I tried to keep my mind off of everything that was happening. I kept repeating my phone number over and over in my head. 'Nine-six-oh one-oh-four-oh, nine-six-oh one-oh-four-oh.' That wasn't working because it made me think of my house. I wiped a tear off of my cheek and picked up my doll.

Random numbers make up the home phone number. Do not call it unless you feel like it and then you might get somebody or you might not. But, it'd be funny if you did.