Hello everybody….it's cms4ever and cleo4ever44 here with this new story. We've decided to co-write this story together. As you can tell it's an outsider fanfic. We've watched 'A Bronx Tale' 'Our deal by west coast' and plenty of more things to get our idea. In our story the year is 2011, yes we are aware that the outsiders happened around 19th century but it is our story and this is what we choose to do.

We do not own any of the outside characters, but as for the oc characters and plot….it's all ours. So don't go posting our story somewhere else without our permission. If you are, contact Cms4ever or cleo4ever44 first.

Warning: There will be many racist events going on. We do not intend to offend anyone in this time, so I apologize ahead of time if that does happen.

Summary: Ponyboy Curtis falls for the new girl. One problem….she's black. Ponyboy thinks color shouldn't be an issue, but people think other wise. Lucy Keith isn't the perfect chick Ponyboy thought her to be. She has her secrets; the question is what is it? Lucy and Ponyboy will face many problems in there relationship before any fairytale ending.

The color's Black

"Are you sure it's okay for me to come over?" Ponyboy asked for the tenth time. We decided to get to know each other better over at my house for the English project.

"My mom won't mind," I assured him again.

We got to my house and Ponyboy stopped in his tracks, "You live here?" he asked in awe.

"Yes!" I told him while unlocking the door. I knew no one was home, that's why I choose this day for him to come over. I didn't want my siblings to bug me about him.

I flicked on the lights as we walked in.

"Do you want a drink?" I asked.

"Uh, sure," he said investigating my kitchen and living room.

Shaking my head at him I walked into the kitchen and grabbed two cherry cola's from the fridge.

"Here you go," I said handing him the can.

"Thanks,"

"So let's get started."

Two hours later we both had about 2 pages worth of information about each other. We sat on the couch going over our information until Ponyboy closed his notebook.

"Lucy you haven't mentioned one word about what Austin did, are you sure you're okay?" He asked concerned.

"I'm fine," I lied; really inside thinking about it, I wanted to die.

"Are you sure?" He asked placing his hand on my knee. When he did that I felt like I was 12 years old again, over at my friend's house. I seemed to space out because I didn't notice Ponyboy calling my name.

"Lucy! Lucy! What happened?" Ponyboy asked frantically.

"Nothing, I'm fine," I said not looking up at him.

"But, you're crying," he said. I brought my hand up to my cheek and felt the water. He was right, I was crying.

"Lucy please tell me what's wrong?" Ponyboy pleaded with me, so I did.

"When I was twelve I was molested by my friend's older brother. I didn't tell anyone about it, it continued for a very long time…and now I'm here," I finished wiping the tears that fell from my eyes.

"Lucy, you shouldn't keep thing bundled up, you have to tell someone," he said wrapping his arms around me.

"I told you," I said looking up at him. He chuckled and wiped away a tear from my eye.

"I mean your parents."

"No, promise you won't say a word," I demanded pulling away from him.

"Lucy I can't-

"No promise me," I said seriously.

"Fine, I promise," he said, just as the front door opened and in walked in my mom.

"Oh, Lucy who's you friend?" She asked taking off her jacket.

"I'm Ponyboy Curtis," Ponyboy said walking over to shake my mom's hand.

"Are you staying for dinner?" she asked him.

"No ma'am, I was just heading out," he said coming back to gather his things.

"Okay maybe next time," she said before walking into the kitchen. Just then Camille came down into the kitchen. When did she get here, was she here when I was spilling everything to Ponyboy.

"When you'd get here?" I asked her, she didn't look at me.

"Way before you did, Lucas stayed at school for soccer practice," she said pouring herself a glass of lemonade. She turned to mom and whispered something to her, then shot me a look before running up the stairs.

"I'll see you at school?" Ponyboy said.

"Yeah, you will," I said walking him out the door.

"Bye Lucy," he said pulling me in for a hug.

"Bye," I mumbled back pulling away.

I closed the door once he was down the pathway.

"Lucy, get in here!" my mom's voice rang out through the house. Confused I walked into the kitchen.

"Is it true?" she asked.

"What?" I asked, I had no clue what she was going on about.

"Did Elijah…..hurt you back home?" she asked her voice cracking at the end.

"Yes," I quietly whispered looking down.

"Oh, sweetie," she cried pulling me into her arms.

"Why didn't you tell me," she asked pushing my hair out my face.

"I didn't want to say anything, because I thought it was my fault," I admitted.

"Babe, these things aren't your fault," she said leading me to the couch.

We spent what seemed like forever talking about it. Lucas came home from soccer all sweaty and gross.

About an hour later Dad came home too.

"We'll talk more about this at dinner," mom told me getting up from the couch.

I ran up to my room and into the bathroom. Turning on the cold water I splashed my face with it.

I grabbed a face towel and dried my face while walking back into my room.

I sat on my bed and pulled out my journal from under my pillow. Opening up to a clean page I wrote a new entry. There was a knock at my door,

"Come in," I said quietly.

"Mom says to come down for dinner," Lucas said from my door way. I put my journal away and followed him downstairs. Today mom prepared white rice, veggies, chicken cutlets, and garlic bread.

I sat across from Lucas next to Camille.

It was very quiet at the table as we ate.

"I scored the first goal today at practice," Lucas stated.

"Awesome, when's the first game?" dad asked very proud of his son.

"Next Saturday," Lucas said.

"Great, I'll make sure I don't have to go to work that day," dad said sipping on his wine.

"How about you girls, anything interesting?" dad asked Camille and I.

"I'm thinking about trying out for the kick line team," Camille said placing a spoonful of rice in her mouth.

"That's fantastic, cam," Dad commented.

"And you?" he asked me.

"Nothing special is happening yet," I said stabbing the veggies on my plate.

Once everyone was done eating, mom brought out dessert. It was apple pie topped with cream, it was good but I was too anxious to leave the table.

"Kids go up to your room, Lucy stay here," mom said clearing the table.

"Pumpkin, what's going on?" Dad asked leaning back in his chair.

"Well…I really don't know where to start, okay you remember that day when I was twelve, I spent the night over Angel's house and when I came back I didn't want to talk to anyone. Its because…..

Sorry for the late chapter it was all coughcleo4ever44cough fault...hope you all enjoy and review.

Cleo4ever44: I'm right here...and it's not my fault, i had a busy week. coughcms4evercoucgh caused the late chapter because, she didn't give me the papers when i had time to type it up.

Bye!