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

I paced around nervously waiting for the bell to ring. Lucy was going to be here any moment; I was seconds away from having a nervous break down. It was Lucy's first time coming over to meet my brothers.

Sodapop put one arm around me, "Ponyboy stop stressing out,"

The door bell rang, "She's here," Sodapop whispered to me in a teasing voice. Slapping his hand away I raced to the door, throwing it open once I got to it.

Lucy gave me a shy smile and a small wave, she was wearing a white button down, and skinny jeans tucked into black boots, with a jacket.

"Hey come in," I said, Lucy entered and gave me her jacket.

She turned to me, "So can I have a tour?" she asked with a smile.

I nodded, grabbing her hand giving her the tour she desired, ending in the kitchen where my brothers stood. Darry introduced himself first, "I've heard a lot about you," he said.

"Hopefully good," Lucy said chuckling.

"Hey, I'm Sodapop!"

"Lucy," she said extending her hand. Sodapop ignored it and pulled her in for a hug.

"Are you guys ready to eat?" Darry asked, as he led us to the dining table. "Lucy I hope you like pasta,"

"Yeah, it's my favorite," Lucy said taking a seat next to me.

"Why did your family move to Tulsa?" Sodapop asked with a mouth full of pasta.

"My dad was offered a job here," Lucy said taking a sip of her water.

"What does he do?"

"He's a doctor."

"What does your mom do?"

"She owns a bakery."

"What-"

I cut Sodapop of, "C'mon let her breathe,"

Lucy placed a hand on my arm, "It's okay, he just wants to no more about me," she said.

"Where did you meet our Ponyboy?" Darry asked.

"In English for a project," she answered.

"What do you want to be when you're older?" he asked.

"Maybe a nurse or psychologists,"

"Pony, how far did you two get?" Sodapop asked with a smirk.

I almost choked on my food, "What!"

"C'mon Ponyboy don't play dumb, what base did you get to? You haven't been dating that long so maybe second base, am I right?" he said with a grin.

Darry shot Sodapop a look. If looks could kill, Soda would be six feet under with his body in a casket.

Sodapop placed his hands in his pocket fishing for something. He pulled out what seemed to be a Trojan condom resulting in a silent pause.

"Sodapop take your bony ass into the kitchen now!" Darry said getting up from the table.

"Don't worry, there's more where that came from, if you need them just ask," he said winking at us before heading into the kitchen.

I turned to a blushing Lucy, "I'm really sorry about him, he was dropped on his head as a child," she smiled.

"It's okay; I had an interesting time,"

Darry and Soda returned clearing the table, "Do you guys need help?" Lucy asked.

"No, we're fine," Darry said, gathering the plates. I led Lucy away to my bedroom and closed the door behind us. She sat on my bed looking around the room, "Penny for your thoughts," I said sitting next to her.

"Your room's exactly how I picture it," she said looking at me with those hazel orbs of hers.

"Really?"

"Yeah," Lucy said giving me a kiss. I kissed her back my tongue asking for permission to enter, she opened her mouth as I climbed on top of her. Lucy started to unbuttoned my shirt, I pushed her away, knowing there was something she couldn't see.

"What is it?" she asked, "Did I do something wrong?"

"No, no, you didn't, it's just….I'm sorry," I fumbled buttoning my shirt back up. There was a knock at the door, "Yes?"

Darry entered, "Lucy, you're mom is here,"

"OK, bye Ponyboy,"

I watched as she left, I felt embarrassed and disgusted in myself and at the secret I was hiding.

Ponyboy took the razor, pressed it against his hip and swiftly dragged it across. Ponyboy watched as the crimson red blood seeped out the wound and onto his thigh. Every since Johnny's and Dally' death Ponyboy felt nothing. Johnny was his best friend, they were always close. Ponyboy felt like there was a huge void now that Johnny was gone.

Ponyboy fell into a depression, as time went on, he couldn't dig himself out. Only two things helped him cutting and Lucy. He was good at hiding his secret, but it's a matter of time before he was exposed.

He never did tell Lucy about his cutting, or his depression, he knew that she had her own demons to deal with and didn't want to stress her out.

Ponyboy began to clean up his mess. He rinsed off the razor that was caked with his dried blood.

He wiped the floor, and then wrapped clean gauze around his waist, covering the fresh wound.

Ponyboy walked to his room, and lay on the unmade bed.

He closed his eyes hoping he could take a nap, when his phone rang.

Ponyboy looked at the called Id and smiled, "Hey Lucy,"

"Hey! I was just thinking about you. I was wondering if I could come over."

"Yeah, I'm home alone," he breathed down into the phone.

"Cool, I'll be over in 15," she told him.

As he waited Ponyboy cleaned up his room, and fixed his hair.

The door bell rang; Ponyboy raced to the door and opened it. Lucy's long hair was tied back in a ponytail; she wore a yellow shirt that complemented her skin tone.

"Hey," Ponyboy said taking a breath. She kissed him, walked in and sat down on the couch.

Ponyboy sat down next to her, "Do you want anything to eat or drink?" he asked her.

Ponyboy stiffen when he move and pain shot through his body.

"Yeah, I'll get it, do you want a drink to?" she asked eyeing him. He was acting strange but she dismissed it.

Lucy returned with a can of Pepsi in each hand, "Here," she said handing one to him.

"Thanks," he whispered. The room was quiet, except for the slurping of their drinks and the hum of the television.

"Is something wrong?" Lucy asked, her voice filled with concern.

Yeah, he thought, I'm depressed, I cut, and I don't know how to stop. Instead he said, "Nope, I'm fine,"

"Good," she said with a smirk. She pushed him down on the couch and got on top of him.

She took her hair out of its holder. Lucy pressed her lips to his, letting her tongue invade his mouth.

Ponyboy broke away,

"Lucy,"

"Shh, I'm in charge," she said removing his shirt.

She kissed him from his neck down to his nave. That's when she saw the scars and the gauze.

"Ponyboy what happened to you?"

"I-um-i- was playing with a box cutter with the guys, and I got cut," Pony fibbed. He wasn't the best liar and didn't have the best poker face. Lucy saw right through his act.

"Ponyboy what is really wrong? I thought we weren't keeping secrets from each other. You know you can trust me,"

I broke down in tears and told her about everything from Johnny's and Dally's death, to me cutting and my depression.

"So are you going to break up with me now?" I asked.

"Why?" Lucy asked wiping a tear away. I noticed how she cried along with me as I told her my story.

"Because you wouldn't want to be stuck with a depressed loser like me," I told her.

"Ponyboy we're in this together. I'll be with you every step of the way," she told me, giving me a kiss.