Pocket Knives

Chapter Three

"So what are we gonna do with her Dally? The poor girl was in the field all night" I heard familiar voices speaking in a hushed tone. I wiped out my pocket knife and sat up , aiming the blade at a guy who looked no older than 16, he has black hair, a tan skin tone, not to mention he looked scared for his life!

"Where am I?" I asked, still pointing the knife a the guy, all men where frozen in shock. "I won't say it again, who are you and where am I?" I asked again, my will to put up with people that I didn't know was at a all time low.

"Now babe put the knife down, Johnny did ya no harm" A guy with black / brown hair spoke up in a harsh tone, he glared daggers, reaching for his pocket knife. I removed the switch blade and looked at the boy who was called Johnny, poor thing was scared out of his mind

"Well damn I'm sorry, where I live there's been a kidnapper let off the hook, can't blame me for being scared can ya?" I asked, watching glaring eyes set on me, a guy with brown hair a Mickey Mouse t-shirt on stood up from where he was sitting.

"Anyway who are you? Johnny here found you in a field" he pointed to the guy I had pointed my switch blade at, I gave him a apologetic look.

"My names Storm Richard, I'm really sorry for pointing my blade and you Johnny, I was just freaked out because I was at home a few moments ago.." The guys gave me a confused look but the shook it off, Johnny spoke up.

"It's alright Storm, I know ya didn't mean to, I've had worse..." He trailed off with a sorrowful tone painted in his voice, I gave him a sympathetic look before turning to the rest of them.

" So who are y'all?" I asked, as boy with brown hair spoke up.

"I'm Ponyboy Curtis" he said, my mind froze..wasn't the main character from The Outsider named that? I smiled at him.. I'm in The Outsiders? How the hell did I go back from 2015 to 1966?!? More importantly why did I have to pull that switch blade out on one of my favorite characters?!?

"Names Sodapop Curtis" A taller male with black hair and blue eyes smiled at me. He wore a white t-shirt with a flannel over top and blue jeans on. I smiled back at him, without showing my teeth.

"Darrel Curtis" A guy with black hair called out. He wore a blue sleeveless jean jacket, reading the newspaper

"Keith Matthews, but call me Two-Bit" The guy with the Mickey shirt waved at me and began to eat some chocolate cake, while holding a glass beer bottle. I chuckled at how funny he was even in person.

"Dallas Winston babe" A dark brown / black haired male smirked at me, he was wearing a black tank top and blue jeans, while eyeing me out, mostly looking at my breasts, I put my arm in front if his view, his smirk faded.

"Steve Randle" A guy wearing a gas station uniform smiled and walked out , bidding us all goodbye because he had to go to work, Sodapop trailing behind him.

"Soda don't you need your uniform?" Two-Bit asked, Soda looked at him confused but then wide eyed and nodded, running somewhere to get his uniform and the ran out.

"Uh dude I think shoes are important too..." I called out , he ran back in a nodded.

"Yeah I think they might be important" He laughed and ran out the door.