When a fragile, mute redhead moves to Tulsa, she immediately becomes one of the gang. She's their little puppy. Chris's home life ain't dandy, but when things start heading for the worse her friends, can she pick up the pieces? thanks for the reviews! Tikaani Spirit, SmexiiHoesher, princessXOSparkle, DuMbBrUnEtTexox, OhhGeezz., ANGELMEGAN, waterpolo1, Cade'sGirl
Disclaimers: I don't own The Outsiders, the city of Tulsa, the song Stand, or a banana. I own Christine, her family, and the plot.
It was getting close to four. I pulled on a clean pair of jeans, carefully over my bad leg. They were a bit big on me, but not that bad. I pulled on a long sleeve sweatshirt that fully covered my upper body and arms and tied a black ribbon in my hair to hold it back.
I quietly snuck out of the house, gripping nervously on my crutch. Once I stepped out side, I bumped into someone. Slowly, I looked up, terrified that I had been caught but I saw Two-Bit grinning down at me, and I couldn't help but to smile back.
"Hey. Came to walk you over, little missy." Two-Bit grinned wider. He took a good look at me. "Why are you wearing that sweatshirt? Its kinda big." Again, I pulled out my notebook from my back pocket and wrote, 'Its my only sweatshirt. Should we start going to Ponyboy's?'
"Alright." Two-Bit took my crutch, I gasped and tried my best to stand up, but I was wobbling terribly. Two-Bit, with his other arm scooped me up and started to walk away from my house. "Hey, Johnnykid, Pony, I got her. We can go." I heard him say. I looked over and saw Johnny and Ponyboy looking at us.
"Man, girl! How much do ya weigh?" asked Two-Bit, after a moment or so of silence. Ponyboy glared at him.
I hastily wrote '70 pounds. Do I weigh too much?'
Two-Bit screeched to a stop. "70 pounds?!" By then, my ears and face were really warm. "You're kidding right?" I shook my head. He whistled. "Man, Darry'll be surprised. He'll feed ya, girl." Two-Bit started walking. No one said anything for the rest of the walk, but I know Ponyboy and Johnny were looking at me. Why did I tell them? Why couldn't I have lied? Or kept quiet? I gripped Two-Bit's shirt tighter and covered my face in it.
"Hey, Chris, we're here. I'm going to put you down." Two-Bit sat me down at the top step of the porch and Ponyboy handed me my crutch. Ponyboy? I didn't realize he had it. I smiled at him, a silent thank-you and he smiled back. Him and Johnny helped me stand up and get into the house.
"Darry! We're back," said Ponyboy, as he led me to a spot on the couch and took my crutch and leaned it at the end of the couch.
"The was quick. The boys aren't here yet," said a teenaged-boy walk into the room. He pulled on a white T-shirt. His eyes found me. "And you must be the famous Christine? Pony, Johnny and Two-Bit been talkin' 'bout ya. I'm Darry, Pony's older brother." I smiled and waved.
Ponyboy's POV
Soon, I heard people walking up to the door and knew instantly it was the rest of the gang. Besides the fact I could hear Soda and Dally laugh and Steve's voice. I looked over to Chris, but she was too busy with Two-Bit to notice. They get along really well… I never knew Two-Bit Mathews to befriend some one so quickly. Or Johnny. He seemed really comfortable with Christine.
"Hey, I'm back Darry!" shouted Soda, getting the attention of not only Darry, but also Johnny, Two-Bit and Christine. He startled her so bad; she was clinging on to Two-Bit.
Steve Jumped onto the couch, a little ways away from me, fallowed by Soda. Dally just stood there.
"'Ey, who's the redhead?" asked Steve taking notice to the 13 year-old clinging to Two-Bit.
"You into redheads now, Two-Bit?" laughed Soda.
"Knock it off!" he said, "You scared her. She was fine a minute ago."
"Guys, that's Christine, our new neighbor," I said, introducing Chris because I knew she wasn't going to herself. She was too frightened to let go of Two-Bit.
"Ah, so we finally meet the famous Christine. They've been talkin' 'bout ya all day, ya know." Soda patted her head, getting her to look up at him.
"So, how old are ya?" asked Dally. Christine removed one hand from Two-Bit's shirt and pulled out her notepad from her sweatshirt pocket. Chris rested her head against him, and wrote down something. She held it up a little.
"13? Ha, you're not the youngest one anymore, Pony!" laughed Dally.
"Guys, the food's done," announced Darry from the kitchen. Everyone filed in, except Christine.
"Are you coming, Chris?" I asked. She shook her head 'no'. "Why not. You hungry?" Again, she shook her head.
"Come on, Chrissie!" urged Two-bit, sticking his head out of the kitchen.
"We have more than enough," added Soda. She gave in, grabbed her crutch and fallowed me into the kitchen.
"What do you want, Christine?" asked Darry, holding a clean plate and fork for Christine. She looked down. After a couple minutes, Darry chose for her and led to the table. The boys made room for her. Steve sat on the couch and Two-Bit on the floor. I sat next to Christine, Johnny next to me, Soda, then Darry then ending with Dally.
I noticed Christine wasn't eating; just moving the food Darry gave her around on the plate. I looked at her. "Are you ok, Chris?" I noticed everyone stop and look at her.
"You should eat somethin'," said Darry.
"You're so skinny…" added Dally. Chris's cheeks turned pink. I think she was trying to cover it up with that oversized sweatshirt.
"It's not going to hurt you. Its just chicken," said Soda.
"As long as it wasn't cooked by Soda here!" laughed Steve. Soda punched him.
"Shut up, Steve. My cookin ain't that bad! Ya'll eat it."
"Yeah, because it's that or nothin'!" joked Steve. Everyone knew Sodapop's cooking was good. Darry's was better but that was beside the point.
"C'mon. You need to eat, Christine. It looks like you haven't eaten in days," commented Darry with a firm voice. It seems he has already taken on the role of brother or parent or somethin' for her. But, it was true. I hadn't noticed it before, but Christine did look starved and tired. I guess Two-Bit or Johnny hadn't noticed either because they were looking at her worriedly too.
"You don't have to eat all of it. Just a little." Christine looked nervously at Darry, who smiled softly when he saw her look at him. She looked at Two-Bit, then Johnny and I, then the others. We all were givin' her comforting looks and I guess it worked because she took her fork timidly in her hands and fiddled with it until she held it properly. She started eating. Chris looked really uncomfortable chewing her food.
Christine ate about 1/5 of the food before she started looking extremely uncomfortable. Suddenly, her eyes widened and she covered her mouth quickly. Chris jumped up and ran to the bathroom, leaving her crutch behind. I got really scared. What was wrong? I looked at Darry and the others, and then we all fallowed Christine hastily. Then I got really, really worried. She was throwing up.
Two-Bit rushed in, pushing past us, and kneeled down beside her, pulling her short red hair back and whispered something to her.
eh, it seems Keith likes Chris a lot. And so quickly too. Well, I would have gotten bored if it went any slower. And somethin's up with Chris! I know what it is though! review and I'll continue!!