Life as an Outsider (Outsiders fanfiction)

chapter 1

Hi! My name is Hope Matthews. Yes, my brother is Two-Bit a.k.a Keith Matthews. I love him with all my heart! Today he was finally letting me meet the gang!!! Oh, by the way I am 12 years old. I walked to the Curtis's. To say I was nervous was an understatement. When we got there we heard yelling "SODAPOP CURTIS GET SOME DAMN CLOTHES ON!!!!!!" Two-Bit and I started to crack up on their porch. I was gonna knock when Two-Bit just grabbed my hand and dragged me inside. Then I saw a bunch of boys sitting around like lazy bums. "Hey Two-Bit. Who's the broad?" A deep raspy voice spoke. I HATE being called a broad I walked up to him and slapped him across his face. Hard. "Don't you ever call me a broad again! I am Hope Matthews!" I Sao confidently. The guy I slapped was holding his cheek "Two you married her!? She's like 10 years old!" He said shocked. "No you moron he is my brother and I'm 12 to be exact." I said while glaring at him while Two cackled. While the other boys laughed. What is so hilarious? I thought. "What is so funny?" A muscly guy asked as he came out from what looked like the kitchen. I shrugged not really knowing either. "Hello I am m Darrel Curtis but everyone calls me Darry." He said extending his hand out to be shook I gladly took it and shook it with a firm grip. He then pointed to the others "That's Johnny" he said pointing to a lost puppy looking boy. I waved to him and he waved back to me smiling. "That's Dallas but call him Dally." He said pointing to the guy I slapped I smirked at the red handprint I left on his face." That's Sodapop my brother but you can call him Soda," He said pointing to a movie star hot looking guy he looked to me and smiled and waved and I found myself waving back shyly. "That's Steve Randle Sodas best buddy," he said pointing to a guy with chocolate smeared all over his face I chuckled at this and he smiled with chocolate stuck in between his teeth." Lastly, my youngest brother Ponyboy but you can call him Pony." He said pointing to a boy my age with reddish wheatish hair and green-gray eyes he was reading he looked up smiled towards me and went back to his book. I decided to sit in between Pony and Johnny. I looked at Pony and asked "What book are you reading?" I asked him curiously. " It's this really good book called Gone With The Wind! Why do you like to read?" He asked. "Yes I do!"I said happily. "That's cool not that many people like to read anymore." He said "Yeah I don't know why. Are you a hippie?!" I asked alarmed he was just so calm and I don't like hippies they are too calm for my liking. "What....No....Why?" He asked showing signs of confusion "I have a fear of hippies." I mumbled quietly "What why!?" He asked weirded out as to why I was cared of peace loving people "They are too calm for my liking," I explain to Pony. Then Dallas got up and went deeper in to the house I just shrugged an kept talking to Pony when there was a tap on my shoulder. I turned around and there stood a man with long hair and sunglasses and a peace sign on a piece of rawhide also he was wearing hippie clothing. I made a inhuman sound and jumped up and ran to the door. I ripped open the door and ran through the streets until I was tired and had to take a breather. "Hey Grease, why you all alone grease?" I knew that voice all to well. "We'll Hello Randy how's life treating you?" I asked in the same sickly sweet voice that he used. "Hey, aren't you that Greasers sister that thinks he is so tuff doesn't his name start with Two.....two cents?" He fake asked. It made me so mad "APEFACE!!!! CHECK OUT YOUR PANTS!!!!!" I said starting to laugh at my own joke. They looked at me as if I was mentally ill. Then Randy made a sly head movement Then 5 socs came out I was starting to sweat something awful. They came up to me and pushed me down I started to scream "HELP ME SODA DARRY TWO BIT PONY JOHNNY STEVE DALLY ANYONE PLEASE!!!!!!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. Then they sat on me and started to undress me I was sweating and kicking and trying to scream when they all left and I heard pounding of feet and then it all went black.