Brianna is a teenager from Tulsa, Oklahoma in 2017. Her best friend is dreaming of cracking time travel. When one day it actually works, Bri runs into none other than The Gang to spend her days with in 1965.
Will Bri be able to change the past to sa...
The bright sun shined through the thin curtains and tickled my eyes. My wish of this experience being a dream did not come true when I opened my eyes and I didn't see my room. The disappointment that rushed over my body when I realized I wasn't home was astonishing.
I remembered that it was Friday. A school day. Luckily, I wasn't enrolled yet so I decided to go to the mall as I had originally planned. I knew it was for the best. I needed more clothes if I wanted to keep up this charade and blend in as best as I can. I got up and got dressed, leaving Soda's shirt that I stole folded on the bed just in case I have to wear it again tonight. I used my fingers to go through my hair and make it presentable, I'm going to need to buy a hairbrush today too. I headed to the kitchen, quietly closing the bedroom door behind me. Darry was making breakfast but no one else was awake yet. The smell of eggs cooking overwhelmed the entire house.
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"Mornin', how'd you sleep?" He moved his eggs around in the pan until they scrambled. He didn't look at me. The tall greaser wore a gray muscle tank which highlighted his muscles while he cooked. His hair was greased up and combed through already. He is such an attractive man. I could watch him scramble eggs all day.
"Just fine, thank you." I totally forgot that I haven't technically met him yet. I kept my chin down and my voice was small.
I smoothed out my sweater, hoping they didn't smell like two-day old clothes but I don't think they did. I wore the same clothes as I did yesterday, for obvious reasons.
Darry was more muscly than I had imagined, otherwise he looked about the same. The Curtis boys all looked a lot alike. They all had very similar facial features, the same hair, and identical cheekbones. Those Curtis genes are strong. He asked, "want some eggs? They are nearly done."
"Oh, no thanks. I'm gonna go in a second."
"Wait..." He stopped stirring the eggs and stared at me blankly, "who are you?"
"Oh, I'm Bri. Soda let me stay last night because I didn't have anywhere else to go." I tried to explain as little as possible. "I'm sorry."
I felt bad for just barging in on him at his home. If this was my house, I'd be livid if a stranger crashed here last night without my knowledge. I would have kicked them out immediately.
"Ah, okay. Well, I'm Darry." It didn't faze him. Does he let just anyone stay in his home?
Well, he did take in Johnny, Dally, Steve, and Two-Bit as his own. According to the book, they are over all the time. What's one more?
"Sorry, I totally forgot that we haven't met." I feel like I already have. I've known him for years.
"It's all right." He chuckled softly and looked back at the eggs. "Welcome to Tulsa."
"Thanks." I was getting real tired of being told 'Welcome to Tulsa'. "I'll be out of your hair this afternoon."
