A/n: So the last chapter was a little confusing. I hope things clear up in this one.

Disclaimer: I do not own The Outsiders.

I looked at myself in the mirror. Moving my head slowly to the left, then to the right. My face blank, no emotion. I reached up slowly and touched my cheek. I dropped my hand and shook my head. No time to think about how everyone else sees me, I grabbed my gloves and looked into the mirror once more. My hair was an almost caramel brown, but it was more blonde. It was curled as always, with my bangs that covered my fore head. My eyes were a deep blue, and I had big lips. And a few freckles. I don't understand when girls tell me I'm too pretty. I see myself as me. No someone who's "too pretty". I guess I was never told to think otherwise.

I slipped out of my night things and into my favorite dress. I guess I dressed like the rich girls do at my school. I mean, the pink sweaters and pearls, I liked them. I liked wearing dresses that went down to my ankles. A lot of people think I was a Soc, then they see me walk out of school and to the other side of town and look down on me. I pulled the dress over my head and zipped the back. It was orange at the top, then it had a little black belt and then it was orange, blue, yellow, green, and purple flowers all over the skirt. It had lots, and lots of petty coats. I loved it.

I slipped into my penny loafers, and left my room. I heard my brothers and their friends down stairs. They were laughing at something Keith said more than likely. I walked into the living room where they were. They all stopped and looked up at me. They all just looked at me and stared. Steve, my twins best friend, looked me up and down and so did Keith. I looked down and excused myself into the kitchen.

I took a few small deep breaths and got myself a glass of water. Save the waterworks for drama class. Being the dramatic, actress girl I was, I knew how to control my emotions. I never cried in front of them. Never. I just can't stand It when they don't talk around me. I walked out into the living room, and grabbed my school letterman jacket. I didn't look at any of them, except for Johnny, who managed a small smile my way.

"Hey Emily." I turned around to see Soda looking at me, smiling.

I smiled back, "Yes."

"You look real good today."

"I am your twin aren't I."

Xxxxxx

I grabbed my stomach, laughing harder. Kylie was in the grass rolling around, laughing so hard, no sound came out of her mouth. I always made her laugh. She sat up and wiped her eyes, us both chuckling slightly. We were at the park, and we started roll playing as each other's brothers. She had started to pretend to read like Pony, then flirt like Soda, then yell like Darry. Then I got up and said "Hi, I'm Kieth and I like to kiss everything that is blonde and has a pulse. I also get hard over a cartoon mouse. I'm 19 and still in high school and I want you to vote for me!" And here we were.

Kylie smiled then tackled me into a hug, "You know Emily, you're my best friend, I love you."

"Good, you better!"

"You rascal!" She tickled me, and pushed me over. I put my hands up in mock surrender, chuckling. I smiled and flipped my hair outta my face.

"So, any other place you want to go bum around?" I asked, picking the leaves of my dress.

"Naw, I think we outta just stay 'round here, ya know? Maybe Dallas'll come around." She winked and stood up. She has had a crush on Dallas since, as long I can remember. She always dreamed of him coming up to her and just purposing. She's a hopeless romantic that way.

And just like she had a sixth sense my brothers and the whole gang (minus Johnny, and Darry) came into view. Soda, had a football, and Steve and Two-bit were laughing at something. Pony saw me and waved, we were always close. I waved back, and skipped over to the yellow swing. Kylie was standing in the sun, smiling and trying to stand all seductively.

Keith looked over, "'Ey, Kyles!"

"What do you want, Two-butt?" Kylie yelled back.

"HI!"

Kylie rolled her eyes, and sat down. She was staring at the grass for a moment then she looked up at me and smiled evilly. I backed up a little, who knows what she was up to. She walked over to me, and whispered in my ear, "Double dare me to run up to 'im and kiss 'im?"

I looked at her skeptically, then shook my curls and smiled. "Go for it, girl."

She smiled and took a breath. She turned sharply, then took off in a dead run. She ran straight up to him, and span him around. He looked at her confused then she grabbed his head and kissed him. On the mouth. Just like that.

And then she just ran away, she just ran away. So they all looked at me. And I just waved.

Xxxxxxxx

That night I laid in bed alone, I think maybe Johnny 's dad did another number on him. He never comes to me after he gets beat, he thinks it'll scare me. I honestly just want to hold him.

I laid there and though of Kylie's courage. I knew how to act like I had confidence and that I was never scared. But I could never just run up to some guy and kiss him. Plus I'd never want my first kiss to be that way anyways. I rolled over and grabbed my cat, Olive's paws. I've had her since I was 8, and she would jump onto my pillow and lick my fingers, and I'd rub her paws. I was almost asleep when I heard my door creak open. I opened my eyes and felt someone lay on the other side of the bed. I heard a low sigh, then I felt someone shake my arm.

"Emily."

I rolled over and saw Soda smiling. I rolled over and wrapped my arms around his waist, "yes?"

"If they gang walks in, I'm sleeping."