A New Life

Okay I just couldn't drop this idea. I had the chapter planned out perfectly in my head and I feel a bit proud of myself. I haven't seen any PoT crossovers and probably for good reasons. Also Johnny and Dallas are alive.

Oh and if you're wondering why Echizen Ryoma is in The Outsiders timeline, just pretend it's the same era. Kay? Cause I have no clue.

Summary: After the death of his parents Ryoma is sent to live with his cousin Dallas. How will he handle the never ending battle between Greasers and Soc's?

Warning: Language.

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN PRINCE OF TENNIS OR THE OUTSIDERS.

Prologue

A New Student


*Ponyboy POV*

My eyes widened in horror as I glanced down at my alarm clock. Sh** I'm going to be late! Darry is going to kill me! Without really paying attention to what I was doing I threw on the closest things I could find. That consisted of a plain white T-shirt and a pair of old, faded blue jeans.

I slung my back pack over my shoulder and rushed out the door. Sprinting down the sidewalk at break neck speed I wasn't paying attention to my surroundings. Rounding a corner I felt a harsh impact as I collided with something. Not bothering to even look at who I had collided with, I continued to sprint as if my life depended on it.

I let out a relieved sigh as I caught sight of the school. Slowing down my pace I took a look at the silver watch on my arm. It was a real tuff looking watch. Two -Bit had nicked it a couple of weeks ago. After realising he had no need for it, he spent a few minutes debating what to do with it before chucking it –not so lightly- at my head. He had figured I needed it more than he ever would.

Taking a moment to catch my breath I took a look at my surroundings. It was the last day of the first week of school after Summer Break and all around me groups of people gathered together as they all slowly made their way towards the school. The crowds consisted mostly of Soc's who liked to hang out in front of the school before classes started.

Squeezing my way through the crowd and trying to remain unnoticed, I slipped in to the school. Once I reached my locker I quickly checked my schedule, before rushing off to first period. Math.

As I entered the classroom I saw the teacher, Ms. Hay, shoot a glare my way. I could tell she had never really liked me. She didn't treat me no different than any other student, but she still just did not like me. Most of the time she just ignored me all together. I didn't mind though, it was better that way.

Other students soon began filing into the classroom. Of course no one sat in the empty seat beside me, no one ever did. I didn't really care that much anyway. It made it much easier to concentrate. Once the class was settled down Ms. Hay turned to look at us.

My eyes widened in confusion, usually she just let us go straight to work, but I could tell she was about to make some big announcement.

"Settle down, settle down. Today we will be welcoming a new transfer student- " Whispers filled the classroom. "- he is 3 years younger than you and has skipped a couple of grades. Even though he may be younger than the rest of you, I expect for you to be respectful."

I fidgeted in my seat as she sent a pointed glare my way. Why did she look at me when she said that? Oh yeah, she hates me. I laughed inwardly at my own joke. I was the only greaser in my entire class. Not that it was unusual or anything. I was right about one thing though. Ms. Hay had made a big announcement. It was extremely rare for a kid to skip two grades, especially at this age. A knock on the door interrupted Ms. Hay before she could start one of her lectures.

Heads turned to stare as she made her way towards the door. Stepping out of the room for no less than 30 seconds, she returned seconds later, dragging with her a small boy. Gasps were heard as every one got a good look at the kid. I felt my own jaw drop open in awe.

Standing in front of me was a real tuff looking kid. He was small and had long emerald-green hair that stopped right above his shoulders. He had bright golden eyes that held a certain look in them… defiance? He wore a casual pair of grey sweat pants and a baggy black shirt. All in all, he was real good-looking.

"Well don't just stand there introduce yourself." Ms. Hay prompted. I felt my eyes follow him as he stepped to the front of the class. He had a very confident aura about him. Giggles could be heard from the girls and I knew I wasn't the only guy staring at the kid.

"I recently moved here from Japan. I lived in America when I was younger with my mother and father. I only arrived yesterday and I hope you will treat me kindly." His voice was practically dripping with arrogance.

"Your name son."

For some reason I felt myself holding my breath. He lifted his head high and my jaw dropped as he muttered two words. Well he said more, but I wasn't listening .

"Ryoma Winston, pleasure to meet you."


A/N

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