Alone

Chapter 1

Amy Matthews

Water was dripping from my clothes as I stepped into my house. I was beyond mad at my brother who had forgotten to pick me up once again from my dance class. It wasn't like I actually expected him to, but he could at least show a little responsiblitly for once. My mom had been working the night shift at the diner and my older brother Two-Bit was suppose to give me a ride home every Tuesday and Thursday night. He made me so mad sometimes, I knew he would give me some stupid excuse like he always did.

Changing into dry clothes I walked downstairs and turned on the TV since there was nothing left to do and I didn't want to walk over to the Curtis' to find my brother. They always knew where he was most of the time. He spent most of his time with his gang which was fine by me. Sometimes it pissed me off though because I was always left at my lonesome. To get rid of that feeling I usually drank or smoked weed which no one knew about except for my best friend Amanda.

By the way, my name is Amy Matthews. As I already said Keith or Two-Bit is my older brother he is almost two years older than me. I'm seventeen years old. People are supriesed when they find out that I am related to Two-Bit. We look nothing alike. We have the same mother, but different fathers making us half-siblings even though we don't think of it that way most of the time considering both of our fathers were out of our lives. His father left him and mom while my father died of cancer when I was a little girl. I don't remember much about him though because I was too young. Anyway, I have dark brown hair and eyes to match my hair. I'm really small standing at only 5'2" and weighing 110 pounds. I'm not like most of the greaser girls. I mean I don't cake on my make up, but I do wear some just to cover my minor flaws and I don't wear really short skirts and tight clothing. Sure I wear skirts, but nothing past my finger tips. Most people take me for a soc, but I get pretty mad when they say that, I'm glad I don't get that often. I don't like to fight either, I think it's pointless even though some people just do it for fun. I'm really laid back and I like to have a good time. That's pretty much all about me.