(Author's Note): Hey guys! Thanks for the reviews so far! I know I said I would update as much as I could, but I don't get home from work until around 7 PM and I often forget to write a new chapter for my story. Sorry! Also, I will try not to make it too much "before the story." I will get to the real story soon, I promise! And now ladies and gents, Chapter Two!

Chapter 2

(Still JC's POV)

"So, JC, a couple of questions. Where are you from? I know you ain't from Oklahoma, but you do sorta have a Southern accent when ya speak," Pony asked as we were walking towards his house. "Well, I'm from California, but my parents were from Louisiana" I told him. "If you don't mind me askin', how come you're dressed like that? I haven't seen many girls dress or look like you. It looks nice on ya" he added. I was no stranger to this question, but I felt my face getting a little bit warm. Thankfully he didn't notice. "Please, I wouldn't be caught dead wearing no skirts or dresses. Shorts, jeans, and t-shirts, with the occasional pants and blouse have always been in my wardrobe. Plus, where I'm from, it's normal for girls to wear jeans and I just feel more comfortable in them, if you get my drift," I explained.

"Well, I told you 'bout my family and friends. What about yours? An' how did you get from California to Tulsa?" he asked.

I had to think carefully about what I would tell him. Finally, I came up with. "I ain't got one. I don't have any brothers or sisters, so it was just me, Mom, and Dad, up until I was 11 years old. They were coming home from a party late one night, when a drunk driver ran a red light and collided with their car. When the cops came to my house the next morning and told me the news, I was devastated and the courts immediately sent me straight to a girls' home. I stayed there for about 5 months when a family friend came and let me live her apartment here in Tulsa. Then, she started her own family and left me the place to do whatever I wanted with it. It's not far from where we met." I completely regretted every word, and I knew it was wrong to lie. But what was supposed to say? The fact that where I'm from, he's a fictional character from a book that I was reading and I just magically appeared in his world? I don't think so!

"Gee, that's awful. I can't imagine losing my folks, let alone being put in a boys' home," Ponyboy mused. "Oh, if only you knew what will happen to you and the guys in the future like I do" I thought to myself. From reading the story, I knew that his parents will be killed in an auto wreck and that any mishap the state catches will allow them to take Pony and Soda away from Darry and drop them in a boys' home.

"Hey, what's that chain and jewel around your neck?" Pony asked, noticing my necklace. "Oh, this? It was a birthday present from my folks when I turned nine. The jewel is my December birthstone and it's tanzanite. They told me that someday they'll be gone, but I will always have this to remember them. Since then, I never took it off, except when I'm sleepin'" I said. That was mostly true. The necklace was my 9th birthday present from Mama and Daddy, but they're still alive in my world, but I had to keep up with the act.

"Well, here's my place. Wanna meet the guys?" Ponyboy said, standing in front of a house. "Omigod! Hell yeah I do!" I shouted in my head, but I answered him with a simple "Sure do."

How will the rest of the gang react to JC? What will they teach her or show her? How will she affect the story as time goes on? Stay Tuned!