AUTHOR'S NOTE

I love reviewers, they are SOO awesome,lol. Which means you guys are all awesome. I read all of your reviews and found all of them VERY helpful. I'm really glad I got some feed back from you guys on this one because it helped a lot! So here is the new chappy, I hope you like it alot. THERE IS ANOTHER AUTHOR'S NOTE AT THE BOTTOM!

Maggie walked towards the DX, her book bag on her good shoulder and her bad shoulder slumped down. It was killing her and she could barely hide the pain. She couldn't help but notice that it was sticking out more then it should. Like it wasn't in place or something.

She could hear the radio in the garage of the DX station blaring some Elvis Presley. She hummed along with the song, she knew every word. Elvis was all the guys ever listened to. She looked down at her feet as she walked along. She was totally lost about her situation. She never knew that have one little fling with a guy could get her in so much trouble. Did she really do anything wrong to begin with? But then again she had told Dally she was going to mess with Curly again, but the second time hadn't been her fault either. Curly had just pulled her into it. She had no control-

Maggie stopped suddenly at the sound of a loud car horn and her head jerked up to see the car. It was a black T-Bird with tinted windows so she couldn't see the driver. She knew it wasn't a soc by the look of the car, though. She looked towards the driver and slammed her hand on the car hood.

"I'm walking here!" she yelled at whoever it was. For some reason all her anger was just boiling out at that moment and seemed like the best way to take it out. Her head turned to the DX at the sound of laughter and found that Soda and Steve were standing outside the garage, both with red rags in their hands, laughing at what she had just done. She rolled her eyes at them and turned her attention back to the car just as the driver was stepping out. She cursed mentally to herself when Tim Shepard stepped out of the car, his tall muscular body stretching to his full height when he stepped out. He stood at least a foot taller then her and was about twice her size. She retrained some more curse words and turned to look at him.

"That's my car your beating on!" he said angrily as he pointed his car hood, his eyes glinting with anger.

"And thats my body you almost ran over!" Maggie yelled back and pointed herself. Tim waited a couple of seconds before showing a cold smirk, making his scars around his mouth visible.

"If your..body...wouldn't have been walking in the middle of the street so slowly, I wouldn't of had to almost run you over." he told her, the smirk disappearing from his face as fast as it had come. Maggie turned around, just trying to avoid Tim's gaze, and found Steve and Soda still outside, looking at her and Tim with alert.

"Look, I'm sorry alright," she started to tell him as she turned around again and met his eyes, "I've got a lot of shit on my mind and I'm in a lot of pain right now." she touched her shoulder softly, remembering what had happened with Dally not an hour ago.

He chuckled coldly, "You don't strick me as the fighting type."

"Well, I'm not. I'm more of the homeless type." she snapped, her anger coming back suddenly. She shook her head at herself. She could be so stupid at times. "Sorry." she said again. "But, no I'm usually not. This time it wasn't my fault." she gritted her teeth and thought of Curly and what Dally would be doing to him this time.

She looked up at Tim and watched as he shook his head.

"You need a ride some where?" he asked as he pointed to her book bag. She nodded but stopped midway to look at Steve and Soda.

"Let me just tell the guys." she said hesitantly as she dropped her back and walked over to the them, being careful to watch for cars!

"I'm gonna catch a ride home to do my homework." she told them both who looked at her like she was insane.

"I know how to handle myself." she snapped at them both, she was feeling the urge to hold her shoulder but she didn't want Soda and Steve to know that she was hurt, let alone that Dally had accidentally done it to her.

"Fine, Maggie. But be careful." Steve said before kissing her lightly on the cheek and going back to the garage. Soda nodded to her and told her the same thing before going back in, too. She walked back to Tim's car and picked up her book bag before sliding into the passenger side.

Tim started the car and and started speeding off in the direction of the Curtis'.

"Darry's, right?" he asked her as he swung the car around a corner. Maggie smirked at the speed (she was used to it from Steve) and nodded her head.

Within a couple of minutes Maggie was sitting in Tim's car in front of the house. She turned to him and nodded her head.

"Thanks." she told him as she picked up her book bag and got out of the car.

"Hey, Maggie." he yelled after her. Maggie turned back her long hair swinging in front of her face.

"Yeah?" she asked as she leaned into the window.

"You might want Darry to get a look at your shoulder." he told and motioned to her bad shoulder with his head.

"How'd you know?" she asked with a smirk.

"Its slumped over more then the other. I know how to tell these things." Maggie nodded and smirked some more before pulling her head out of the window and waving to him as he left. She smiled to herself as she made her way up to the house. When she walked in she found Pony and Johnny doing homework in the living room on the floor.

"Hey, guys." she said as she walked in and threw her book bag on the couch next to them. "Hey, Pony, can you help me with Algebra? I really can't get these problems down."

A couple hours later Maggie was sitting at the dinner table with the whole gang eating Darry's famous fried chicken. She kept her on eyes on the food because Dallas was at the table. She really didn't want to talk to him right then.

"I'm walking over to the Nightly Double tonight, ya'll wanna come?" Dallas asked as he looked around the table.

"Me, Johnny, and Mags will come!" Pony said before anyone else could answer.

"No-" Maggie started to say but was kicked under the table by Johnny. Maggie hissed in pain and glared at Johnny at the same time but didn't object anymore.

"Me and Soda got dates." Steve said as he shoveled potatoes in his mouth.

"Its Soda and I, dip shit, and that Evie girls a slut!" Maggie blurted out and smirked evilly.

"HEY, watch your mouth!" Darry and Dally yelled at the same time while Steve glared at her.

"When did you become the father type?" she murmured in Dally's direction before looking back down at her food.

Once she had finished and put her plate in the sink she was hurried out the door by Dallas. They walked all together in the cold air and none of them talked very much until they were about ¾th of the way to the Nightly Double.

"What are we seeing?" Pony asked as he kicked a rock down the street.

"Some beach movie." Dallas told them as he walked on, smoking a weed. Maggie watched all the cars going by one by one, some greasers some socs. They were all most likely going to see the same movie that they were going to see which meant that the Nightly Double was going to PACKED when they got there.

Maggie snuck in after all the rest of them and followed them to some seats in the middle. She slumped down in the seats, letting the other three know that she really didn't want to be there. She closed her eyes and leaned her head against the back of the seat, listening to all the different sounds of people talking and laughing. After about 20 minutes Maggie couldn't stand to sit there and listen to the stupid beach movie anymore. She left slowly without telling any of the guys where she was going. She walked passed the concession stand until she got to the bathrooms. She sighed heavily and leaned up against the wall, crossing her arms over her chest. After a couple of minutes she realized the weird sounds coming from inside the girls bathroom. Like whimpers of some sort. She pushed herself away from the wall and walked into the bathroom. She looked around but didn't see anything but stalls. After a couple of seconds she decided to check in the stalls. She moved down the row, pushing each stall door open softly until she came to the last one. She could here the sobs more clearly. She pushed the door open softly and almost gasped.

A girl about her age was curled up on the cold concrete floor next to the toilet. Her hair was in a messy pony tail and loose strands were sticking to her wet cheeks. The girl looked up at Maggie as she slowly knelt down next to her. Maggie could tell she was defiantly a greaser from the way her clothes looked. Maggie reached up slowly and brushed her bangs out of her hair to reveal a black eye. The girl looked up at her before hastily reaching up and brushing away the tears.

"Amy!" Maggie could hear someone calling the the distance. "AMY!" the girl next to Maggie gasped and tried to get up. Maggie pushed her back down softly and gave her a reassuring look before backing out and closing the door to the bathroom, knowing full well what she was going to do.

"Amy." someone called again, this time from the bathroom door. Maggie turned around to see who it was.

It was a guy, about 6'0. Her had dirty blond hair that feel to his ears a white shirt on, his jeans were black and turd rolled (A/N: The thing you do when you roll up the end of your pants till it hits your ankles). Maggie walked toward him a few steps before stopping so she could get a better look. His skin was tanned and made his warm blue eyes look stunning.

"Have you seen a girl?" he asked hesitating to enter. "She's about your age, brown hair in a pony tail." he explained to her, finally stepping in.

"What's it to ya?" Maggie asked being cautious as she pulled a Two Bit and cocked her eye brow.

He glared at her for a moment before answering, "She's my cousin, she just moved here and she took off." he told her, his looking honest. Maggie stared at him for a moment before pointing to the last stall and stepping out of his way. There wasn't much she could do anyway. It didn't look like he was lieing. She turned around and watched as he walked to the last stall and softly swung the door open, catching it before it hit the other side of the stall. The guy sighed and dropped down to a kneel as he looked at his supposed cousin.

"I told you I'd be right back." he told her as he reached out a hand. Maggie couldn't see what he did but she suspected her was touching her cheek or whipping her tears away.

"I know." the girl said, Maggie was surprised at the sound of her voice. "I just needed...time." she said again and Maggie heard her shift in the stall. "Its not every day that we move to a new place you know. These people are outrageous, too. Calling us greasers" the girl kept talking. Maggie watched as the guy smiled at her and stood up.

"I know. We'll get used to it after a while. We always do." he told her as he helped her up to her feet.

"Actually you never do get used to it." Maggie mumbled as she looked down at the floor.

"What?" the guy asked as he walked a couple steps towards her. Maggie looked up at him quickly. She thought moment before answering.

"You never do get used to being called a greaser. Trust me I know." she told him, turning around before she could say anymore about the issue. She walked towards the door quickly, wanting to give this guy and his cousin some privacy.

"Hey, wait." she heard the girl call from the bathroom. Maggie stopped and spun around.

"I'm Amy." she told Maggie, and smiled a little. "Thanks for helping me. Even though I really didn't need it." Maggie nodded slowly as she looked at her.

"I'm Maggie. Lotion helps with the black eyes by the way. Makes it easier to cover up with makeup (A/N: I don't know if this is true I just made it up, lol)." the girl reached up and touched her eye before smiling back at Maggie.

"My cousin's Adam by the way." Amy said as she hit her cousin playfully on the shoulder. Adam nodded to her but didn't smile, probably mad about Maggie thinking that Adam was the one trying to abuse Amy.

"Maggie! MAGGIE!" Maggie could hear Dallas yelling for her and his voice was getting closer.

"I'm being called." Maggie told them as she turned around. "See ya around." she called over her shoulder as she walked out the bathroom and ran smack into Dallas.

"What are you doing near the girls bathroom?" she asked him, smirking evilly at him.

"Haha." he mocked as he fixed his jacket. Maggie turned around just in time to see Amy and Adam leave the bathroom, Adam's arm protectively thrown over her shoulders.

"Whose that?" Dallas asked, a hint of madness in his voice as he looked towards the 2 new greasers.

"Adam and Amy. Cousins. Both greasers by the way, so don't pick on them." Maggie warned. Dallas snarled.

"Just cause there grease doesn't mean I can't pick on them." he snapped back at her.

AUTHOR'S NOTE

YAY! I updated, lol. And its an actual chapter this time. So I introduced 2 new characters and I also started a little with Tim Shepard which means obviously that I haven't decided which way I want to go with this. I just can't decided. So if you guys would be so kind let me know which one you think sounds better, ok? Adam or Tim. Or someone else, maybe? LET ME KNOW! LOVE YOU ALL!