The Outsiders (Fanfic)

I am Awsome

I woke up next to Dally, who was smirking down at me. I realized we didn't have clothes on. Whoopsie. "Hey," Dally said. "Time for breakfast." As if on cue, my stomach rumbled. Like, really loud. I got dressed in blue jeans, a tshirt that read,' Team Good Looking.' Blue jeans, and combat boots with, Like 5 inch heels. I put on eyeliner, eyeshadow, and pink lipstick. And braided my hair into a cute braid. I out my black heart ring on my right index finger, an amethyst bracelet on my left wrist. I put my fox necklace from Ponyboy on my neck, and put my leather jacket on. I slid my books into my grey bag, and went out to the kitchen. "Damn," Two-bit said. "You clean up nice." Dally glared at him. I looked at Ponyboy. He's wearing a Team Good Looking shirt too, with jeans and converse. His bag was slung over his shoulder. "C'mon." Two-bit sighed. He was giving us a ride. "But I haven't got any food yet!" I wailed. Darry handed me a bagel with cream cheese on it. I hugged him tightly. "Thank you!" I said, eating the while thing in like, 30 seconds. I basically inhaled it. "Girl, how you gonna walk in those?" Steve asked. "Those are like, Flippin 5 inches!" I smirked, and ran around the kitchen, and halted to a stop in front of Johnny. "Point taken." He mumbled. Me and Pony got into Two-bit's car, and he drove off. I blew Dally a kiss, which he pretended to catch, and shove into his pocket. I grinned, and rolled my eyes carelessly. "Now, don't y'all get into any trouble." Two-bit said. Me and Pony got out, and I walked to my first class. "Look at her!" Sherry, also called Cherry, because of her red hair, Valance said. "She thinks she's so tough!" I grinned at them dangerously. I had learned that from Dally. Ugh, can I go home yet? My classes were a huge bore, so I won't tell you about it. Cherry and her gang are set out to make my life miserable. Ponyboy sat with me at lunch. "Them Soc girls are staring at you." Pony whispered. "Yeah, I know. They've been doing not all morning. It's really starting to piss me off." I bit into my apple with a loud crunch. "I'm probably gonna skip." Ponyboy shook his head at me. "Why?" He asked. I shrugged. "School just doesn't, well, appeal to me." He shrugged.
"You're loss." The bell rang, and i walked down the street. I heard a car behind me, and I glanced back. A blue Mustang was tailing me. Great. Can this day get any worse? The answer to that, yes. Yes it can. Sigh. "Hey, Greaser!" One of them called. I heard doors slamming. "What do you Soc's want?" I demanded. Crap! Switchblade left at home! Shit! "You look like you need a haircut, Grease!" Another one of them said, taking out a knife. Crap, crap, crappity crap! The guy who held the knife said, "Randy, hold her down." Randy smirked at me, and two more guys came up. I tried running, but was tackled, and held down. "A beauty, ain't she, Bob?" Randy asked. Bob? Knife guys name is Bob? Bob held the knife up to my throat, and said," Don't even try running, Grease." He started to cut my hair. I tried to get away, but Randy grabbed my chest. I grunted in pain, and the Soc's laughed. "Let's start here, shall we?" Bob suggested, and started sawing away at my hair again. When they were done, they started kicking, and punching me. Bob had rings on his right hand, and when he punched my face, it started bleeding. I groaned. "Did you hear that, guys?" Bob laughed. I tried to move around, but Bob pinned my hands at my sides. "So terrible, " he muttered. "To cut up a beautiful face like yours." My strength had been drained. They started kicking, and punching me again. "Hey!" I heard Pony shout. Had it really been that long already? I heard running, then nothing. "Your so called 'friend' just ran. Pathetic." Bob spat.