The Outsiders Fanfic: Where Does the Time Go?

Chapter 3: Call me Arie

A/N: I designed this spin-off to have a duel perspective-- each chapter will switch between Spencer's point of view and Arie's point of view, with a few exceptions here and there. Enjoy!

Arie's POV-

I wake up to an aching back and blurred vision.

"Where..." I mumble, rubbing my eyes. I sit up to find myself on a park bench. Have I been here all night? Where's Spencer? Why am I dressed like a Barbie Doll? All these questions rush through my head, the memories of last night becoming blurry and vague, as if they were all just a dream I'm struggling to remember now. I stand up and take in my surroundings-- the sun is shining brightly, and it appears as if I was sleeping on a bench all night. I'm in a small neighborhood, with perfect cookie-cutter houses, and beautiful gardens. I can definitely say I'm not in New York City anymore. There are two girls walking down the street wearing long, plaid skirts and giggling to one another. I decide to walk up to them.

"Hey," I say, trying my best to act normal.

"Hi!" the girls say at the same time.

"Uh, this may sound strange, but where am I?" I say with a light laugh.

"Um.. like where in the town or where in the world?" one girl with pretty red hair asks.

"Or where on Earth!" the other girl, with short brown hair laughs.

"Um.. yeah.. all of that. What town is this? What state?" I ask.

"Tulsa," says the girl with the red hair.

"Tulsa?" I ask.

"Tulsa, Oklahoma," says the brown-haired girl.

"Uh no, really, I mean it!" I say, starting to get irritated. The two girls look at each other bewildered.

I pause a moment, watching their expressions, "Oh shit, you're serious aren't you?" They nod their heads.

"Oh this is just fantastic!" I yell, sarcastically. The two girls look back to me.

"What?" they both say, in unison.

"I live in New York City!" I exclaim. They both grow wide-eyed.

"Well, how'd you get here?" the redhead asks. How did I get here?

"That's the unanswered question," I sigh. The two girls begin whispering to each other, looking back at me occasionally. I really am not in the mood for this, but I can't decide whether or not to yell at them. All of a sudden, the redhead holds her hand out to me.

"I'm Sherri Valance," she says, shaking my hand, "But you can call me Cherry."

"I'm Marcia," the brown haired girl says. She doesn't seem as friendly to me as Cherry does, but I still smile at her.

"I'm Arianna, but you can call me Arie," I say.

"Wow, that's such a pretty name!" Cherry exclaims.

"Yeah I know," I say, "I mean, thanks." Marcia laughs hysterically, and puts her hand on my shoulder.

"You dig okay," she says, smiling.

"Uh, thank you?" I say, confused. What does that even mean? The girls just break out into laughter, leaving me confused.

"Well, we better get to school," Marcia says.

"Yeah," Cherry replies, "You wanna come?"

"Uh.. sure!" I say. I've got nothing better to do, right?