THE FORGOTTEN.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own the outsiders or anything from the outsiders. I do however own this story, the plot, the kimono dragons, frankie, rikki, mime, and bubbles. enjoy
AUTHORS NOTE: This is my first ever fic. So please be blunt with what you think. give me your honost opinion. I know some of the things are a little wierd. such as thier hair color and eye color. but it's my fic so i made them like that. Have fun.
CHAPTER#1 LOST AND FOUND.
"I'm still not used to this place." Bubbles said annoyed.
"Well get used to it already. We live here now." Rikki said lazily.
"Hey guys, lets go get some foood k? I'm starved. I'll treat." I added quickly.
"Lets go." Frankie said rushing out the door.
I sighed as Rikki and Bubbles followed close behind frankie. I knew i'd be broke by the end of tonight.
Hi, names Mime. I got a real name, but everyone calls me Mime. Me and my bandmates moved here to Tulsa about a week ago. We all dropped out of school and just left home on day. We ended up here somehow. We actually ended up here becuase this is where the car finally died. It's cool for now though. Let me introduce my friends.
First there's Bubbles. She's got a real name to. We all do. But when we left home we legally changed our names to our nicknames. So no one could find us, anyways, where was I? Oh yeah, Bubbles. She doesn't look it but she's twenty one. She's a really perky kind of gal, always in a good mood. Smiles and all. But when she gets mad glory you better not get caught in the cross fire, becuase you'll be in for hell. She doesn't look it, none of us do, but we're all really good fighters, which has come in handy along the way. Bubbles has short yellow blonde hair with pink streaks all through it. She's short to, about 5'5'' with double D's up there. Men love her and she loves to mess with men. We get a lot of free food thanks to her. Her eyes are pretty cool. Pink with orange specs all through them. No lie.
Then there's Frankie. She's Bubbles' age, twenty one. She's got the barbie figure about her. We've been to plenty of backstage partys at concerts thanks to her. She's not bad lookin' at all, she's got medium length brownish red hair. She's got bright green eyes. Another good fighter, we all are. Frankies the fun one. She's pretty mellow though and she tries to act like the mature one, but the child within always shines through, that's a good thing. We'd all be bored without her.
Let's see, then there's Rikki. She's cool, my best friend, and Frankie's younger sister. Rikki's eighteen, about 5'4'' in hieght, the shortest one. Frankies the tallest of us. Rikki's got medium lenght, dark red hair with one purple streak going down the left side. Like all of us, Rikki's pale. She's got one green eye with blue specs in it, and one blue eye with green specs in it. She's the 'mother' of the group. She takes care of us when we're sick and injured. And she's always there to listen to our problems without passing judgement. She's got a good look about her, but swears she looks like shit twenty four seven.
Lastly there's me, Mime. I'm okay. I have really short black hair, it goes above my ears, with purple streaks all through it, and six long, small, purple braids, three, on either side of my head. I've got bright grey eyes that look almost silver. Everyone swears they could use my eyes as a mirror. I'm the youngest of the group, sixteen. I'll go into details about how we all ended up here later. For now, it's dinner time.
"The dingo?" Bubbles questioned as we stood outside of the quaint little diner.
"Beggers can't be choosers. There's no other place close by that I know of. Lets go." Rikki said leading the way inside.
It was an okay place. It was clean at least. The waitress sat us right behind a bunch or roudy guys. They looked like greasers. At least they were'nt socs. In the week we've been here we have learned that there were two groups in this town. The greaser, who were people like us. And the socs, who were snotty preps that needed to be kicked down a few notches.
"So what are you guys getting?" Frankie asked looking at the menu.
"Chicken tenders!" Rikki, Bubbles and I chorused raising our fists in victory.
"I get those to. If you guys die from them I won't eat." Frankie smiled.
"Whoa, girlie. You get in a fight with a can of paint and lose?" One of the guys from behind us laughed and tugged on one of my braids.
"No! I did this intentionally. Now get your hands off my hair, I just washed it." I said pulling my braid out of his grasp.
His gang of guy friends thought it was funny and began to chuckle at him.
"Sorry cutie. It looks good. Wierd, but good." He smiled.
I ignored him and contiued to stare at the menu in front of me, as did Bubbles, Frankie, and Rikki. If there was one thing we had learned during our travel it was this. Men were like dogs. They would beg and bark for attention, but if you ignored them eventually they'd leave you alone.
"Awe, hey i'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you or nothin'. Names Two-Bit." Two-Bit said holding his hand out next to my head.
I looked up to see that the girls were smilein' at me. I sighed and turned in my seat and shoke his hand.
"Nice to meet you TwoBit. I'm Mime." I replied lazily.
"Mine?" TwoBit questioned.
"Mime. M-I-M-E." I corrected him.
"Whats your real name?" He smiled.
I sighed and began earching my pockets for my I.D. We had all legally changed our names so that no one could ever find us if we didn't want to be found. I handed it to him.
"It's Mime, Mime Koji Misuteru." I said.
"Huh?" TwoBit asked.
"It's Japanese." I answered his confused expression.
"An asian girl? Boy's you hear that? She's asian!" Two-Bit said excitedly to his buddys.
"Here we go again." Rikki sighed.
Next thing we knew four guys had pulled up chairs around our table. Two looked to be Frankie and Bubbles age, they were named Dally and Two-Bit. One of them looked about Rikki's age, his name was Sodapop. The last one looked about my age, his name was Ponyboy, he was Soda's younger brother. They weren't bad lookin'. After they introduced themselves it was our turn, I had already introduced myself and they thought my name was fuuny apparently.
"SO who are you three? Dance, Song, and Art?" Two-Bit laughed.
"Names Bubbles, Bubbles Akarui." Bubbles smiled, she shoke thier hands then looked to Frankie.
"Frankie, Frankie Fukushu." Frankie grinned, she loved her newly self given name, I just rolled my eyes.
"Rikki, RikkiKanashimi." Rikki said shaking hands.
"So your all asian? You look like you got some spanish in your blood." Two-Bit said to Bubbles.
"Yep, Cuban." Bubbles smiled proudly.
"And you two look like you have some british or irish in you." Two-Bit said pointing to Rikki and Frankie.
"And?" They replied in unison.
"Nothing. So...why do you have guy names?" Two-Bit asked.
"Why are your friends named after an animal and a beverage?" Frankie asked calmly.
"And why do you ask so many stupid questions?" Rikki asked in the same manner.
"Cuz he's always gotta get his two bits in, hence the nickname. Dally laughed.
"So you girls single?" Two-Bit asked choosing to ignore Dally.
"Unfortunatly." Bubbles sighed.
"Happily." Rikki snorted.
"And?" I asked.
All eyes were on Frankie now. She looked at everyone.
"What?" She asked innocently.
Frankie just shrugged. The girl could drive you insane if you didn't know her. She loved to leave some things a mystery to some people.
"So, you girls just move here?" Soda asked.
"A week ago." Bubbles answered.
"From where?" Soda asked.
"Florida." Rikki and Frankie answered simultaniously.
"Ocala." Bubbles sighed.
"The fiery pits of hell." I answered nonchalantly.
This got a laugh from everyone but me. I looked at all of them.
"Did I say I was joking?" I asked serioulsy.
The girls laughed. They knew I was joking. It was fun to mess with strangers minds.
"I thought you were asian?" Dally asked.
"Yeah, our family is asian, but we were born and raised in America." Bubbles quickly answered.
"Cool. So why'd you guys come here?" Soda asked.
"Differant reasons, but mainly becuase we needed a roof over our heads and money in our pockets. Plus, were lookin' to get discovered." Rikki said.
"Yeah? You got a band or something?" Pony asked.
"Yep!" The four of us answered in unison.
"Cool, whats your band name? And who plays what?" Pony asked.
"The kimono dragons." We all chorused holding our fists up in victory.
"I'm the drummer." Bubbles smiled.
"Base guitar." Frankie said simply.
"Lead singer and keyboardist." Rikki smiled proudly.
"Lead guitar and back up vocals." I said.
"You got any songs?" Soda asked.
"Hells yea, can't be a band without the music." Rikki smiled.
"Maybe we could stop by sometime and listen to you guys play one day. Where do you live?" Dally asked.
"That'd be cool. But under one condition." I said looking into my now empty wallet as i paid the bill.
"Whats that?" Soda asked.
"Y'all know where we can get a job?" I asked.
I shall end this chapter here. What do you think? Is it moving to slow or to fast? I have the second chapter written and ready. But I just want to make sure someone will be reading this. Please tell me what you think. Honost opinion and all k?