In an instant, soda is there beside me trying to wrestle the knife out of my hand. Suddenly, Johnny coughs a little and I jump and run over there and begin to patch him up. He was alive. I sighed with relief. All of the sudden, there was a bright flash and we are all on the ground, all of us, the whole gang and I look up in a very familiar place.
"Where are we?" Darry asked rubbing his head.
"Boys, welcome to the 21st century."
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The outsiders
FanfictionAn outsiders fanfiction What do you do when you wake up in 1966 in Oklahoma? You hang with the greasers of corse!!
