We don't own the Outsiders, unfortunatly. However, we wish we did. Umm... Corrine is mine, Miranda is Nissa's. Nuff said. Oh, I'm hungry. And mad. We can't forget mad...
Don't Say A Word
By: Narcissa543 and PurpleSailorSaturn7
Chapter 1: Corrine's POV
Man it was cold. Cold enough to freeze. And no, I'm not complaining.
It was kind of my fault we were walking around out here in the first place. You see, Miranda's not too crazy about parties, or at least not as much as I am. Anyway, my loser of a boyfriend *errhem* dumped us out here. So I let it slip to him I've been after that really hot new guy... Big deal. So what? He shouldn't be so selfish. So now we're walking to the party.
You see, my name is Corrine Burgess, like it or not. I happen to not like it. I am kinda tall, and I have reddish brown hair and blue eyes. My temper, well, matches my hair. I can be quite devilish when angered.
My sister... well, as far as I'm concerned, Miranda's just weird. Enough said.
When we got to the party, things were already wild. But then, what can you expect with these kinds of parties? Fun, that's what.
By the first five minutes, Miranda was bored. I told you she wasn't the party type, and no, I wasn't joking.
After flirting with a few guys and getting numerous obsured invitations (no need to go into detail there, they were all refused), I began to see what she meant. The same thing over and over was boring. Weird, isn't it, how we influence each other so much. I hate doing that.
I grabbed a beer off the counter, and by 1 o' clock, I was on round 5. I was so drunk I started cheering for Shepard when he got in a fight later. Too bad too, Winston's kinda good looking.
Miranda was getting kinda edgey, on the behalf that Shepard makes her nervous. I don't blame her really, but hey, I'll beat up anyone, even without a real reason to. That just goes to show you I'm a flat out hood. As for Miranda... well...
*A/N: It'll get better!!!! I promise!!! Please reveiw!!*