Okay so I decided to just update this ever couple days or something like that since I don't really like the votes and commenting system. So, HERE'S CHAPTER 2!!!!

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I opened my eyes to see me in my bedroom on the floor. My sketchbook was where it had been thrown too yesterday. I sat there and just thought for a minute. I concluded that the tornado had picked up the house and spun it a couple of times and dropped it in the same spot. It didn’t make much sense but it was the only logical explanation I could come up with. I looked out the window to see the side of another house. Okay maybe the house was moved some. I walked through the house only hearing the clicking of my heels on the hardwood floor. There wasn’t any damage so I walked onto the porch and looked at the outside of the house. There wasn’t any damage either. That’s weird. I thought scratching my head. I turned and looked down the street to see houses that looked like they were from the 60’s. “Where the hell am I?” I muttered and hesitantly walked back inside. I walked into the attached garaged and opened the door to let the light in. My truck wasn’t ruined which was good. I still examined it just to be sure. I loved this thing more than my life. My parents had gotten it for me when they found out I had my license. I was about to walk back inside when I heard someone scream, “Help!!” I grabbed my baseball bat and walked out. I didn’t need the bat but it would help in scaring the person. Down the road I saw a kid that looked between 16 and 18 being pinned down on the sidewalk and three other guys beating him up. He had short blond hair that was greased back and grey-green eyes that had more green in them. He was wearing a plain white tee-shirt, blue jeans, and tennis shoes. I knew immediately that he was a Greaser like me and I had to help him. I ran towards them and saw a green mustang besides the three guys. None of them noticed me so I walked over to the car and held the bat on my shoulder. I whistled and the three guys looked at me. I held the bat in my hands and took a swing hitting the car on the passenger window. “No!” One of them screamed I took more swings knocking out the back window and the headlights. “Okay I will make you a deal. You leave that guy alone,” I said and pointed to the kid on the ground, “and I won’t hit the car anymore.” They nodded and climbed in the car and speedily drove off. I held the bat at my side and walked over to the guy laying on the sidewalk. I outstretched my hand. “Need help?” I asked. He grabbed my hand and I yanked him up. “Thanks, I don’t know what would have happened if you hadn’t shown up.” He said and we began walking in the direction of my place. “No problem. I didn’t catch your name what is it?” I said putting the bat back and sitting on the tailgate of my truck. “I’m Ponyboy Curtis, nice car by the way, and who are you?” He asked. I had to keep a straight face even though I thought his name was hilarious. I coughed to compose myself. “I’m Cleo Winston and thanks it was a present.” I said and patted the spot next to me. “Hey I was wondering if you could tell me where I am and what year it is? I don’t care if you think it is a stupid question I just want an answer.” I said and Ponyboy just looked confused. “Okay? This is Tulsa, Oklahoma, and it is 1966.” He said and my eyes went wide. “You’re joking right?” I said already knowing the answer. He shook his head. “Would you excuse me for a moment, while I go throw a bitch fit?” I said getting up and walking to the back of the house and screaming my head off for a minute. Once I had regained my breath from the screaming I walked back out front to see that Ponyboy had left. I sighed, “Great now he thinks I’m some weirdo.” I walked back into my house to see if I would be able to call Summer.

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Just so you guys know this story moves a lot faster than Johnny's Little Sister if you have read it and there is a lot more action in this story so I'll probably update on Christmas Eve or Monday!!!! Until then, STAY GOLD!!!!