An Outsider Love Story

Curtis

We get to the car and of course he drives with one hand on the steering wheel, the other tangled with mine. I stare out the window as we finally appear at the Curtis house. We pull up in the drive way and sat in the car for a minute. He leans in and presses his lips to mine. That was our first kiss since he's been out. Too bad we couldn't go for seconds because the gang was leaping off the porch coming for us. Six guys come strutting towards us. The first to say hey was Ponyboy.

Pony is Soda's younger brother. He is fifteen years old, bright blonde hair just like Sofa's but shorter and he has green eyes but he hates people with green eyes. He says his are gray. Don't ask why, I don't really know the answer. He is 5ft 5in tall. Can curse you out before you even know what's happening. He loves books and school. He is a strange kid. He is shy and can seem like he is not even there.

Then there's Darry, Soda's older brother. His real name is Darrel but we like Darry better. Broad shoulder, 6ft tall, icy blue eyes, twenty one years old, and very strong. We call him superman too. He is very strict especially with Pony. He is the only adult in the house. Their parents died in a automobile accident.

The next four guys I have known since I was ten. You would know everyone growing up in a rough part of town like this.

First was Steve Randell, seventeen years old, 5ft 7in tall, brown greasy hair, and greenish gray eyes. He smokes all the time. He is also goofy like Soda. He is Soda's best buddy. They have known each other since grade school. They both work at the same gas station, DX. Steve and I get along ok. That's it. We don't really like each other. I don't think he likes me cause Soda spends more time with me then him. Boo who get over it. He is my boyfriend not yours is all I can say.

Two-bit, our clown of the gang. We don't know his first or last name and he doesn't either. Even the teachers don't know. So we call him two-bit. He has gray eyes, reddish blonde hair, 5ft 6in tall, nineteen years old, and a senior in high school. He has to make a joke about everything. He makes everyone laugh, even the police. He is known for shoplifting and the only thing that he doesn't take are the items that are nailed down. That's how he got his fancy switch blade from.

Dally Winston. His real name is Dallas but he hates so we are stuck with Dally. He has icy blue eyes just like Darry. If you stare into them for a long time you would start to shiver. He has brown hair and 5ft 6in tall. Dally is as tough as a nail. He was arrested at the age of ten. Now Dally has a recorded down at the station so long that the computers can't hold that much data. He has no parents. One word to describe Dally is dangerous. I feel like there is something else to him but I haven't figured it out yet.

Finally we have Johnny Cade. He is seventeen years old and 5ft 4in. If you could place a small, abused, hurt, dark, and emotional puppy on a face. You would definitely get Johnny. Johnny's mom is a drunk and his dad is an abusive asshole. Sometimes Johnny won't go home, he would either stay at the Curtis house, the lot, or sometime my house. Tim doesn't allow it but I sneak him in my room and have a sleeping bag under my bed and extra clothes for him bundled up in it. He would be gone before sun rise. He was like a little child to me and I felt the need to take care of him.

We greet each other with hug and hand shakes. Everyone went inside. Soda put his arm around my shoulder I laced mine around his waist.

As we walk in, there was a huge giant chocolate cake waiting for Soda. Kathy or Darry must have baked it. Of course she comes around the corner with another identical cake.

Kathy is Two-bits girlfriend. She is eighteen years old, although she looks younger than that. She has bright blue eyes, and long curly blonde hair just like mine. She is 5ft 4in, has bright pink lips and is very slender. Not only is she working at the drive in theater she used to be a nurse at a animal clinic before it closed down and at a diner. The gang thinks we are twins and I can see that in some ways. That's why I wear a leather necklace. It has beads on it that spell 'SODA'. I am owned by someone. My parents were killed on the street in front of my house, a drive by shooting. My brothers and I were inside. I was seven years old. Now all I have left are my two idiot brothers and a stubborn sister, Tim, Curly and Angela Shepard.

Tim, my older brother is eighteen years old. Brown greasy hair, 5ft 7in tall, bright blue eyes and is tough as Dallas Winston. Maybe even tougher. Dally and Tim are buddies and sometimes fight for kicks. Tim doesn't like the Curtis, but I told him if he won't let me he with Soda, then I would runaway. He knows that I would do it too. So he leaves us alone, but he doesn't like it.

My youngest brother Curly, he just turned fifteen. 5ft 4in tall, blonde curly greasy hair, tough and strong like our older brother. He is Ponyboy's friend. I had been trying to keep him out of trouble with the police, but it's hard to do that when you have a job, dropout of school, take care of your brothers, the only woman who is willing to do work around the house, and is only 16 years old.

My sister Angela isn't someone you mess with period. Not only will me and my brother's beat you for hurting her, she can get you killed. She is our baby sister the youngest of the group. She's fourteen years old has short dark hair and sharp blue eyes. Her hair used to be longer until her ex Bryon cut it all off. He was also Kathy's ex. One night she was hanging with her 'friends'. She got in the car with Mark and Bryon guys she, Curly and Pony went to school with. They got her drunk, chopped off her hair and dumped her on the front lawn. The hair they cut off, they stuck it all in a bag and tied it up neatly. She was horrified but I did my best to clean up the look since it was uneven. Curly and Tim taught Bryon a lesson. Angela can manage to manipulate anyone to get what she wants. She will do anything to get what she wants.

I also saw both sides of an argument when my brothers fought. I am the second oldest sibling so I don't really have a choice. They always bring me into it. Soda understands, he is a middle child too. Ponyboy and Darry get into arguments/fights like Tim and Curly do all the time. He sees both sides like me and can't choose. Darry is strict, hard, and rough on Pony. Pony doesn't use his head or think about everything before he does something. My brothers yell at each other over the littlest things some times Angela will join in. Most of the time Angela runs out of the house and spends time with her little friends.