Disclaimer: Hey! Me (BleuCade) and ImmortalSoul are SUCH good friends we decided to write a story together! Isn't that just peachy? LOL sorry I'm in a hyper mood today…yeah ok anyways I hope you all read this b/c it's going to turn out GREAT! We only own (in this chapter) Michelle, Stargirl, the setting, and her parents. Have fun reading!! Please review!!

Chapter 1

I was having this very pleasant dream about Two-Bit Mathews. Ok, ok, he's a character from a book and movie, but leave me alone. When I first read The Outsiders, I fell in love with Dallas Winston and Two-Bit Mathews' personalities. Corny, maybe. But what did it matter? I can dream, can't I?

      Yeah, anyway, back to my dream. We were in Tulsa, Oklahoma, with my sister Stargirl and Ponyboy Curtis. Don't you even think of making fun of their names…I'd have to decapitate your head. I think Stargirl's name is so incredibly awesome, and anyone who tries to make fun of my baby sister has some serious issues. There was this one kid named Ian (I mean, COME ON! Ian? For goodness sakes!) who was badmouthing my little sis in front of like, everyone at school. Naturally, I got pissed and my best friend Gordy and I beat the shit out of him, which wasn't too hard because he was only fourteen and a little shrimp. Gordy's been my best guy bud forever…Stargirl being my best girl friend.

      Alrighty…how did we get to talking about Gordy? MY DREAM: We were in Tulsa (like I said), and the four of us decided to check out some beach movie at the Nightly Double. I sat next to Stargirl and Two-Bit, and Two-Bit was talking to me about what it was like if we had lived in the Civil War era (dreams never make sense, do they?) and I think I said something that made him laugh. So I laughed too, amused by his chuckle, and he was about to lean in to kiss me when…

      …He shook me like a rag doll instead. He had this voice change that sounded amazingly like my sister, and said, "Michelle! Michelle! It's time!"

      I growled menacingly at my little sister and sat up in bed, rubbing my eyes. "He was just about to kiss me," I mumbled.

      "Who kissed you?" she asked, a little too loud.

      "Stargirl!" I hissed, "Do you wanna wake up mom and dad?"

      She looked a little miffed, and I softened. No one can get mad at Stargirl and stay that way. I mean, she's always unnaturally happy. I envy her for that. She's always laughing and living life to the fullest. She even created this 'happy wagon' where she has this glass jar filled with twenty pebbles to start. Every time she's happy she places a new pebble in the jar and every time she's unhappy she takes one out. So far she has five hundred and two pebbles. Crazy, I know.

      She grinned and ruffled her long blonde hair. It was kind of hard for her to do since it flowed past her middle. Her light blue eyes match her favorite color, and they sparkled when she held out The Outsiders for me to see. "So, are you ready? It'll be midnight in twelve minutes. We have to be finished by then or else it won't work."

      I grinned and got out of bed, pulling down my navy sweatshirt that had ridden up during the night. For some weird reason I hate sleeping in shorts and tank tops because I start getting really chilly during the night so I usually wear my grey sweatshirt with my softball team's name imprinted on it with these kick-ass awesome baggy red flannel pajama pants I got from Sea World…Hah don't make fun of me they're SO cool!

      "Are you going to admire yourself all day?" Stargirl smirked, and gave me a playful shove.

      I grinned back and glanced around our room. "So, what do we do again?"

      Instead of sighing or pursing her lips impatiently like a lot of my friends would, she merely smiled and replied, "We sit down in the middle of the room, place both hands on the cover of the book and read out loud these incantations."

      "What incantations?" I was a little nervous about incantations, because I was never a good public speaker. I hated reading things out loud.

      "These ones," she said, digging under her bed and pulling out a sheet of computer paper.

      "Don't tell me you got those off of the Internet," I scowled, eyeing the paper viciously. I hate the Internet…nothing good comes from it.

      She looked sheepish as she said, "Uh, yeah, but don't worry!" she said quickly, seeing my reaction, "It's a good, trustworthy site! Really!"

      I sighed again. "Ok, ok, well I'm betting on it not working. But hey, let's give it a shot."

      Never will I trust the Internet again. We said the stupid incantation over and over and over some more. I swear, we were sitting on that stupid carpet for thirty freaking minutes saying the pointless words. I ended up throwing a fit that wasn't like a sixteen year old at all. I hastily fell asleep the next morning wondering about school. Little did I know there wouldn't be any school for me.