Chapter 20! Let's see what happens with Arianna this time!

Disclaimer: Sadly Outsiders do not belong to me...lol

Your Memory Is A Terrible Thing To Waste

Arianna's POV

After Tim kissed me, I backed away and shook my head. Nothing came back to me. He sighed and then brought me to his room. He said I could sleep in his room with him. I froze when he said the words 'sleep together'. I stuttered and suggested he slept somewhere else, I just don't feel comfortable sleeping with someone I don't remember. He didn't make a fuss about it, but he sighed a lot hoping I would change my mind. But my mind was set on sleeping alone for the night. The next morning I woke up around noon. Tim's bed wasn't very comfortable, it was rather hard and bulky, but I managed to get through the night. Once I got out of bed I searched for everyone, but nobody seemed to be in there room. So I scurried on outside Tim's room and found the three siblings in the living room.

"Morning" Tim said from the couch. He was reading the news paper and was slouched on the couch. He was dressed in his normal out fit; all greased up and ready for a good fight. Curly and Angela were sitting on the floor eating cereal and watching TV. Curly was dressed almost the same as Tim, but he needs more grease in his hair; he'll probably touch up on that later. Angela, oh boy, she was not ready to go out, and if she was I was shocked. She was wearing a red bra and hot pink boy shorts.

"Hey, where's the shower?" I asked looking disgusted as Curly slurped up his milk in the cereal; drips of milk fell down his chin.

"Angela, show her the bathroom, and while you're at it give Arianna some of your clothes. Her clothes look dirty she needs a new outfit." I was appalled on what Tim said. Was that an insult? But it was true; my clothes were a bit dirty.

"Alright, follow me" Angela got up from the floor and walked to her room. She quickly picked out an outfit for me to wear. My eyes widened at the clothes she suspected me to wear. A red belly shirt that showed my whole stomach, it looked more like a sports bra then a shirt and super tight Capri's. She then led me to the bathroom; I took about a 20 minute shower. After I put the clothes that were more suited on a Barbie doll on, I checked myself in the mirror. I scrunched up my hair with some gel to make it nice, hard, and curly. Once I brushed my teeth and looked almost too perfect I got out of the bathroom and walked into the living room, Tim and Curly's jaw dropped and I saw a twinkle in there eyes.

"Wow, you look so…" Tim began but never ended.

I had this awkward feeling when Tim complimented me. It felt disgusting, but I ignored that feeling 'cause he said he was my boyfriend. Angela was also dressed and ready to go out, in a more suitable outfit then the last time I saw her. She was wearing tight ripped jeans and a blue belly top.

"What my stupid brother is trying to say is that you look awesome. Now that that is over with, we are going to introduce you to our gang members." Curly was easier to deal with then Tim, that's for sure.

Once we left their house every person on the streets had their eyes on us. I was guessing 'cause Angela and I both look like sluts, but maybe there was another reason. Once we reached a location that seemed familiar to me I got a huge headache.

"What's wrong?" Tim asked.

"Nothing" I shook my head hoping the headache would go away. It did.

"Well this is one of our usual hangouts; the lot." Curly said. My headache came back but left after I shook my head again.

We met up with the gang; they seemed decent enough. They shook my hand and smiled sweetly at me every time I looked at one of them. On the outside they look tough and probably in the inside they were too, but they were doing there hardest to be nice for a change. After everyone greeted me I felt excluded on there conversations. Sometimes I felt someone either: touch, pinch, or slap my ass, which I hated. I held onto Tim, so maybe they would know not to touch me, it sort of worked, even though I didn't feel like being around Tim either he was so a lot of help. After a few hours of discussing plans and special events, I got tired of just eavesdropping and listening to who had the toughest fight. I whispered into Tim's ear, I asked if I could go back to his house. He nodded and continued talking to his gang members.

As I walked down the streets it got quieter and quieter every step I took. I heard something rustling in the bushes. I turned to see who was there, but all I saw were the leaves flowing with the wind. I thought my mind was playing tricks on me, until I felt someone's hand over my mouth. I tried yelling for help, nothing came out. I bit my predator's hand and it let go and shook it's bitten hand, and that's when I yelled louder. Still no one heard me. Now my predator wrapped it's arms around me and lifted me to it's shoulders. From the features I saw in this person, it had to be a boy. When we arrived to where ever this guy was taking me, I got to analyze the place. It looked like a quaint looking house. Once he opened the door he roughly dropped me on a couch.

"Arianna, are you okay kid?" The boy had blond almost white colored hair. He looked just as a rough hood as Tim did. The boy's tone of voice sounded like he was going to cry or something but his face still looked tough, and he did have a smile on his face. "Jesus Christ, I thought I was going to get the slugging of a life time if I didn't find you."

"How do you know my name? Who are you?" I saw the boy's smile fade away. And I heard him mutter something that sounded also like 'anesha'. I was getting frustrated, what the hell does 'anesha' mean! I couldn't take it anymore; I wanted to know what that word meant.

"What does anesha mean?"

"What?"

"Anesha, you know the word you just said."

"You mean amnesia?"

I froze, that made plenty of sense. Amnesia explains why I don't remember shit. I felt my face get red for the stupid question I asked.

"Ok, Arianna, do you remember me? Dally?" He was speaking slowly like how Angela did before.

I tried hard to remember but nothing came back to me. I shook my head. Then I heard someone step into the living room.

"Hey Dal" the boy said. "Hey Ari!" he went up to me and kissed me on the lips. (A/N: You know who that is, right Nicki lol)

I pushed him away even though that kiss was way more pleasurable then the one with Tim.

"Who the fuck gives you the right to kiss me?" I yelled. I saw the boy, Dally, scratch his head and had an 'I'm dead' look on his face. Ignored him and looked back at the boy who kissed me.

He had a smirk on his face. "Well I'm your boyfriend, I think that gives me a right." I think, he thinks I'm like playing a game or something.

"You're not my boyfriend, Tim is." What I said almost made Dally and the other boy's eyes pop out.

"What!" The boy-krisser said aloud.

"Uh Soda, I have something to tell you." Dally said having another 'I'm gonna die look' on his face. The boy, I'm guessing his name is Soda, looked like he was about to beat the living tar out of Dally, by the look he gave him.

Uh-Oh! Arianna doesn't remember Dally or Soda! Wonder what's gonna happen next...Please Review!