Authors Note: This chapter is being posted as part of "Good Fic Day", in effort raise the quality of writing here. With this, we hope to inspire more writers to improve their own fan fiction. This includes using spell check, correct grammar/punctuation, keeping the gang in character, using an outline, plotting your stories, and for the love of god not using Mary Sues. Hopefully other writers will follow us and produce better fan fiction. Not only to please the readers, but to make S.E. Hinton proud as well.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Outsiders or any of the characters from the book. I only write about them for my own entertainment. All rights belong to S.E. Hinton. The lyrics to the song More Boys I Meet belong to Carrie Underwood. The only character I do own is Lucy Harris.

This boy here wants to move too fast
He sees my future as having a past

The last bell of the day rang, and Sylvia raced out of that hell hole as fast as humanly possible. Waiting for her in the parking lot, were Evie, and Kathy, who were leaning against Steve's car. She sauntered over to them.

"Hey Syl," Kathy chirped, handing her a Kool from the opened pack in her hand.

Sylvia grabbed the cigarette and leaned on the car. "Thanks, Kathy."

Sylvia reached in her purse and pulled out a lighter she stole from Dallas before he went into the slammer three months ago. As she lit the cigarette, she noticed Lucy appear from the back door of the school.

Sylvia smiled as she viewed Lucy scanning the lot for her and the girls. But that smile soon vanished as she saw that she wasn't the only one watching her. Curly Shepard and his pal's were also. Kathy told her what happened last night after Sylvia and Tim went upstairs, and she wouldn't be surprised if they tried messing with her.

Lucy must have felt their eyes on her, because she quickly spotted Sylvia, and scurried over to her.

Her face flushed from running, Lucy breathlessly said hello.

"I heard about your night with Curly," Evie commented thoughtlessly. "You know after you ditched him, he took up with Brenda Baker for the night."

After seeing the pained expression appear on Lucy's face, a satisfied smirk spread across Evie's bright pink lips.

"You're a fuckin' bitch Evie," Kathy said sharply.

"She was gonna find out sometime, why not by someone she knows," Evie said defensively.

"I have to go," Lucy mumbled before she bolted out of the parking lot.

As soon as Lucy was out of sight, Sylvia turned towards Evie, her eyes blazing with anger.

"Are you happy now?" Sylvia spat venomously, as a sadistic smile found itself on Evie's face.

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Curly's head followed Lucy as she left, wondering where she was off to in such a hurry. He wanted to go after her and find out, but he knew he couldn't. He'd be a fool to go after the girl that turned him down, and too many people already thought he was one as it is. He didn't need to add to it.

"Hey Shep, there goes the ice princess," Rick Morris observed, pointing to the where Lucy previously was.

The boys knew about what had happened last night, how she ran out on him. Shit, they saw all saw how she high tailed it out of Buck's like the devil was after her. So to save his ass, he told them she was a tease. Got him real hot and bothered, and then put on the breaks. It was close to the truth anyway.

Curly shrugged. "Like I give a fuck," he said, putting on carelessness to his voice.

Mike Russo grunted. "How could you not want to wring that bitch's neck after what she did?" he asked, using his hands to mimic choking somebody.

Curly wasn't mad at Lucy. He knew she wouldn't put out right away. She wasn't that kind of girl. But he also knew she had a crush on him. He'd be dumb not to take advantage of that and charm his way into her bed. A few sweet words here and there, and she'd be his.

"I'll see you guys later," Curly said dismissively as he stalked off after Lucy.

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Lucy continued to run, even though her side ached for her to stop. She couldn't and wouldn't stop until she was behind the safe closed doors of her home. Where no one could see or hear the tears she was trying so hard to keep in.

"Hey Lucy, wait up," she heard someone holler from behind her.

She turned around to see who it was, and was surprised to find that it was the boy who caused her tears.

Curly ran to her, his carefully greased hair now windblown.

"Is running out of everywhere a habit of yours?" he asked her teasingly, his eyes sparkling with amusement.

Lucy bit the end of her braid nervously. "No, not usually," she said, letting out a small muffled giggle.

Curly took Lucy's braid from her mouth, and tilted her chin upwards to look at him. "That's much better, now I can see your pretty face," he said in a tone so dreamy Lucy felt like the ground was spinning underneath her.

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"So, you wanna go out tonight?" he asked, casually running a hand through his wavy black hair.

As Lucy bit her bottom lip in thought and Curly couldn't help but get a little hard. Thankfully they were far enough were she couldn't see or feel it. Though he wouldn't mind so much if she did. But knowing her, she'd flip out and run away from him again.

"Sure," Lucy answered timidly, as her cheeks turned a bright shade of pink.

Curly smiled to himself, impressed with his own brilliance. By the time this month was over, he'd have Lucy eating out of the palm of his hand.

A/N: Oh snap Curly's up to no good, and poor Lucy's oblivious to the whole thing. What will happen next? Only one way to find out folks. Tune in for the next chapter, same bat time, same bat channel. lol I'm sorry I couldn't resist. Concrit is very welcomed.