{this story is a short one (chapters end in the teens) but I liked writing it. Updates will be often because it's already finished. It's a little random, but I hope you enjoy it. Please review!}

Chapter 1

"Tammy! I need that!" My twin brother yelled after me down the hallway.

"You have to catch me to get it!" I yelled back.

I ran down the hall and heard him right behind me. I ran through the hall and into the living room. He caught up to me and tackled me on the ground.

"Give me it!" He yelled as I struggled with him on the ground.

"Okay okay." I said, giving up.

I handed him his book back.

"Now will you listen to me?" I questioned.

"I was listening to you." He tried to say.

"What is going on in here?" Darry asked us, walking into the living room.

"You told me to get Pony for dinner, but he wouldn't listen because his head was in this book." I told Darry, grabbing the book back from Pony and tangling it in front of him.

"I was listening. It's called multi tasking." He said, yanking the book back out of my hands.

"Sure you were." I joked.

"Come on let's just go eat." Darry said.

"Where's Soda?" Pony asked, getting up.

Just then the door slammed open. We all turned and in came a bouncy Sodapop.

"Speak of the devil." Darry said lightly.

"Devil!" Soda said, bringing a hand to his chest in fake shock.

I giggled slightly and turned towards the kitchen. I sat down at the table and dug in to my food.

"So how's high school treating ya Pony?" Soda asked, once he sat down.

"Good. My classes are easy enough." Pony replied.

I rolled my eyes slightly. Ponyboy was always the smart one between the two of us. Actually he was just the better one between the two of us. Pony skipped a grade, while I'm still in middle school. Pony is a great runner, while I'm slow. Pony is liked more than me. Well at least in my opinion. Basically Ponyboy is just better at things than I am, which is hard when he's your twin and everyone expects you to be the same.

Pony and I looked sort of the same. He has brown hair with a tint of red in it and green eyes, while I have milky brown hair with green eyes also. We are almost the same height, but he's a little taller. But looking almost the same is pretty much where our similarities end.

"That's good, Pony." Darry piped in.

"And how's my kid sister doing in middle school?" Soda asked, leaning over and messing up my hair.

"Good, I guess." It was annoying that I was the last one in our whole gang that was in middle school, but I didn't complain.

We finished our dinner in silence. I had to clean the dishes with Pony tonight.

He would wash and I would dry and put them away. I was drying the last dish when I was yanked up by my waist.

"Two-Bit!" I squeaked. I didn't even hear him come in.

"What's up Curtis twins?" He asked.

I looked at Pony and we had the same thought. We both shoved our hands in the soapy water and flicked it at Two-Bit.

"Hey! Hey!" He said, pulling up his hands to cover his face.

I laughed and dried my hands off.

"Wanna go play some football?" Soda asked, sticking his head in the kitchen.

"This family, football?" I questioned.

"Where'd you get that crazy idea?"

"Oh just come on." He said and turned around.

I grinned and followed him. We all walked to the lot and Steve and Johnny were there.

"Where's dally?" Darry asked.

"Probably at Buck's or something." Steve answered.

We divided into teams. It was Darry, Pony, Johnny and I against Two-Bit, Soda, and Steve. The teams were as even as they could be because I wasn't all that great at football, but I was happy they still let me play.

Not shortly after we started playing, we got bored and decided to just pass the ball. The ball was thrown into the street and I was closest.

"I got it!" I yelled and raced towards the street.

I looked quickly and didn't see anyone coming. I grabbed the ball and walked back to the lot. I saw something silver out of the corner of my eye and then heard the shrieking sound of tires.

"Tammy!" I heard someone scream.

"Come on Tammy. Open your eyes." I heard a gentle voice tell me.

I struggled to open my eyes and when they first opened I saw nothing.

"Darry? Soda? Pony?" I questioned.

"Ya, Tammy we are all right here." I heard Soda say.

"I, I can't see!" I all but screamed.

"What to you mean?" I heard Darry ask from somewhere.

"I can't see anything but black." I said, and felt tears rim my eyes.

"Someone go get my truck." I heard Darry say. I heard footsteps run down the pavement.

"It's gonna be okay, baby. Your gonna get help." I heard Soda say.

I just put my head in my arms. I wasn't crying, but I wanted too. I could be blind. I swear there was no car coming. How did a car just come out of no where?

"Darry?" I asked.

"Ya?"

"Where did that car come from?" I asked.

"It rounded the corner, probably at ten miles over the speed limit." He replied.

"Where is it now?" I asked, wishing I could see.

"It took off, baby." I heard Soda pipe in.

That driver could have just cost me my vision and he took off! I was so mad all of a sudden.

I heard a car pull up and come to a stop.

"Come on Tammy. Can you stand?" Soda asked.

"Ya, I think." I said. I pushed off the ground and stood on my feet. It was so weird. I knew where I was, but I couldn't see anything. Also, nothing hurt. It was just that I couldn't see.

I was helped into the truck and we sped down the road. We arrived at the hospital and I was helped back out of the truck. I didn't know who from the gang was there. I didn't even know if Pony was there. If he was he was being real quiet. I only knew Soda and Darry were there for sure because they kept talking to me and between themselves.

Darry talked to a lady at the front desk and I was soon brought over to a cot where I was told to lay down.

"We will see you soon." Soda chimed in.

"Just answer anything they ask." Darry said next.

I nodded and was pushed down a hallway.

"Hi I'm Doctor Evans. I'm gonna ask you a few simple questions."

I nodded and he started.

"What's your name?" He asked.

"Tammy Michelle Curtis." I responded.

"How old are you?"

"Fourteen."

"Where are we right now?"

"A hospital in Tulsa, Oklahoma." I hated these stupid questions.

"Okay thank you. We will do some testing on you eyes and head now. Just relax and don't move." He told me.

"Okay." I replied.

I don't know what really happened next, but I didn't like it. I heard so many beeping sounds and weird machinery. I tried to stay calm, but it was a little hard.

I was taken into a room, or I was told I was and I sat on a bed. I was left alone for the longest time and started to get worried. I guess not being able to see did that to you.

I blinked again like normal and I saw spots. I was a little scared at the sudden change. I saw bits of light out of my eyes.

I heard a door open and close.

"Hello Tammy. It's your Doctor." Doctors Evans told me.

"Um, I see spots." I said, a little scared.

"Really? Already. Well that's a good thing." He said.

"What?" I asked.

"Would you like me to discuss with your brothers in the room?" He asked.

"Yes, please." I said.

"Nurse. Go get the Curtis brothers." Doctor Evans said.

I didn't even no know there was a nurse in here.

I heard the door close and in a few minutes it opened again.

"Hello boys." Doctor Evans greeted my brothers.

"Okay, so Tammy is experiencing temporary blindness. It happens when you are hit in the head hard enough that it stops your vision for a little, but it soon comes back."

I sighed of relief.

"Tammy said she is already seeing spots, which is a good thing. She should have her full vision back by tomorrow, but she will have to watch her head for a little bit, because if she gets hit in the same part while it still sensitive, it could lead to more damage." Doctor Evans said.

"Thank you Doctor." Darry said.

"You can sign her out whenever you'd like, but she will need to take this medicine for a week to help strengthen the weak part on her head faster." Doctor Evans told us.

"Sure thing Doctor." Darry said.

"It was nice meeting you Tammy." Doctor Evans said.

"You too." I replied. Even though I never saw him.

I was helped off the bed by Soda and Pony. I guess he did come. I assumed he did, but wasn't sure.

I was put in the truck and we drove off again.

By the time we got home the light coming back to my eyes were bigger.

It was pretty late I could feel because the light in my eyes were darker than the day time. Luckily it was Friday and I didn't need to miss school. Soda helped me into bed and I shut my eyes and quickly fell asleep. Hoping that when I woke up, I could see.

/\/\/

That was five months ago. A lot happened in those five months. I got my vision back luckily, but that little accident wasn't the worst of it. Darry hit Pony one night because he got home late. Pony ran off and him and Johnny killed a Soc. They ran from the fuzz and turned up from their hiding place catching on fire. Pony was okay and I was so relieved. I don't know what I would do if my twin brother got seriously hurt. I can't say the same for poor little Johnny. He got severely burned and paralyzed from the place caving in on him. He died in the hospital and Dally couldn't take it. Dally was shot and killed by the fuzz after he robbed a store, but we all know that's what he wanted. We lost two of our best friends in a day. Pony was released free of charge from the murder and Darry got to keep custody of us. It's been two months since that incident and of course we will never fully be over it, but it's been better.

I was walking back from my best friends house, Jane. She is the younger sister of a Brumly boy, but she was way better than her brother. I was heading home through town and I was smoking. I was trying so hard to get a perfect smoke ring, I didn't notice the drunk twenty something year old following me.

"Hey, babe." He said.

I snapped my head around and looked at him. He was so drunk his words slurred and he was staggering.

"Get lost." I threatened.

"Aw, don't be like that baby." He slurred at me.

"Go be drunk somewhere else." I said and continued walking.

"Drunk! I'm not drunk yet." He protested, taking another swig of the beer in his hand.

I rolled my eyes at him.

He rushed up to me and put his arm around me. I quickly pushed it off. I did it a little to forceful and he toppled over.

"Stupid girl." He muttered.

I started to walk away, but as I was turning away he threw his beer at me.

It splashed all over my clothes.

"Crap." I muttered.

He started to get up again and I ran as fast as I could.

I lost him and looked at the damage of my clothes. My shirt was wet and my skirt was dotted with a few splotches of beer.

Stupid guy. Now I have to change and wash my clothes.

I walked the rest of the way home and the sun dried up some of the visible wetness of the beer. I pushed open the door to the house and Two-Bit, Steve, Soda, and Darry were in the living room.

"What is that smell?" Steve asked.

Darry got up in an instant and sniffed me.

Before I could say anything he started screaming at me.

"Tammy Michelle Curtis!" He screamed.

"Darry..." I started.

"Have you been drinking? You reek of beer. I can't believe you would drink!" He continued to yell.

"I didn't..." But he cut me off again.

"Both Soda and I have told you how bad that stuff is for you!"

"I didn't drink!" I yelled over him.

He looked ready to burst. I shrunk back against the wall.

He instantly softened at my scared appearance, but not much.

He stood there waiting for an explanation.

"I didn't drink, I swear. Some drunk guy was following me and I pushed him so he threw his beer at me." I said.

"Oh, Tammy I'm.." He started.

"Just forget it." I said and pushed past him to my room.

I changed my clothes and flopped down on my bed. How could he just assume I was drinking? I would never do that. I've seen what alcohol does to a person. I never want to be like that. I was so lost in thought, I didn't even notice I was crying. Was I really that unbelievable?

Someone knocked on the door. I quickly wiped my eyes and didn't say anything.

"Tammy?" I heard Pony ask.

"Tammy's not here." I said.

He opened the door and came in.

"I heard Darry yelling from my room." He started.

"Why would he think I was drinking?" I asked.

"I don't know Tammy, but he's just trying to protect you. He knows what drinking does to people and he doesn't want you to be like that."

"But I know what drinking does. He's told me so many times and I've seen it."

"It's just hard for him to deal with three teens. He's only twenty you know."

"I know. When did you get so much more mature?" I asked.

"Well, I am older." He bragged.

"By four minutes." I argued.

"A lot can happen in four minutes." He said and got up.

I smiled at him.

He left the room and I thought about what he said. "It's just hard for him to deal with three teens." Pony was right. Three teens would be real hard to take care of. I wondered what life would be like for Darry if there were only two of us. I told myself to shut up. Darry cared for all of us. Ya, it might be hard, but he managed. It wouldn't be much easier anyways without one of us. Would it?