AN: Hey guys, sorry for the long update! Thanks for the reviews and here is Chapter 4.
R&R (no flamers)
Lotsa love, degrassichick
"You guys are geniuses!" were the first words Danielle heard the next morning.
Her eyes fluttered open, and she glanced around the familiar living room before sitting up.
"Who's a genius?" she asked, sitting up on the couch and walking into the kitchen.
"All of these guys, cake and eggs for breakfast! That's so cool! I love cake and I love eggs," Gemmy said with a grin.
Danielle smiled weakly at her friend who was flinging bits of chocolate cake batter at Ponyboy.
"Cake! Cake!" Gemmy said hysterically, as if it was the oddest thing she had ever heard.
"3 layer chocolate," Sodapop said with a grin as he poured the batter into the pan and placed it in the oven.
"How're the eggs going Darry?" Gemmy asked, walking over to Darry, who was scrambling eggs in a skillet.
"We're here!" a familiar voice rang through the house.
Danielle looked over and saw Steve and Two Bit walking through the living room and stepping into the kitchen.
"Danielle right?" Two Bit asked.
Steve glanced at her suspiciously before pointing a finger and smirking, "You know who you look like?"
"It's not that Danielle," Darry said, giving a quick glance at Steve, "I thought so too,"
Sodapop glanced around nervously, knowing that was Danielle. Even if he was the only one who did.
"Where you two heading next?" Two Bit asked through bites of chocolate cake and swigs of beer, directing the question to Gemmy and Danielle.
"Um," Gemmy said with a shrug, "Not sure, Dani, do you know anyone else here in Tulsa,"
Danielle nodded, "Yeah, I used to live here,"
"In this area?" Darry asked.
"Uh…no," Danielle said.
"So you were from the other side of town?"
"You're a soc?" Steve questioned.
Danielle shook her head, "Not really, I never qualified as any group,"
Sodapop felt like rolling his eyes but he kept it to himself.
"Who're the other people you know? I can drop you off," Darry said.
Danielle racked her brain for some of her old friends, "Staci Loren," she said, thinking of the first person that popped into her head.
Actually, she hated Staci, but they would know that Danielle Curtis did, she had to make it out like they were friends. Staci was a soc, Danielle Curtis was a greaser.
"A soc?" Steve asked, but everyone ignored him.
"Alright, I think I know where she lives, let's go," Darry said, grabbing his car keys and walking outside.
"Dare! How are we gonna get to work?" Soda asked.
"I brought my car," Two Bit grinned.
"Great," Sodapop said jokingly, pulling his DX shirt over his white tee shirt as Ponyboy slung his backpack over his shoulder.
"I'll see you girls later," he said with a smile and followed them Two Bit, Steve, and Sodapop outside.
"Yeah, nice meeting you!" Steve called over his shoulder.
Danielle and Gemmy grabbed their suitcases and walked outside.
They dropped them in the bed of the pickup and climbed in the front as Darry turned the key in the ignition and drove off.
"Now, if you girls need anything, here's my work number and here's the house's number," Darry said, jotting them on a slip of paper and handing it to Danielle.
"Thanks," she said with a smile and climbed out of the truck followed by Gemmy.
"Bye girls!" he said with a wave as they pulled their luggage out of the back and ran up to the porch and knocking on the door.
"So you two are buddies, you and this Staci girl?" Gemmy asked.
Danielle shook her head and Gemmy eyed her suspiciously.
The door swung open and there was Staci, no doubt about it.
Tall and slender with long golden blonde hair, ocean blue eyes, face of a doll and tan skin, she had been one of the most popular girls up until the seventh grade, when Danielle ran away, no doubt she was still popular.
"Oh my god, Curtis?" she asked.
Whoa...she's the only person who has recognized me yet.
"Wow…hi. What are you doing here?" she asked, still eyeing Danielle.
"I'm back from New York," she said with a smile.
"Oh yeah…Joss told me you had ran away," Staci said.
Josslynn had been Danielle's best friend, obviously she hung around with Staci now, which would be weird seeing as Josslynn was a greaser and Socs usually just stuck their nose up at greasers.
"Anyway, we need somewhere to stay," Danielle said.
Staci stared at her as if she was crazy, "And the reason you're not staying with your own brothers is…?"
"They think she's Danielle Commando," Gemmy piped up.
Staci almost burst out laughing, "Commando? Nice name Curtis,"
"So can we stay here?" Danielle asked, getting annoyed.
Staci sighed, "Yeah, whatever, I guess. My mother has always adored you," she said annoyingly, "as weird as that is. I mean, you're a greaser. But you know my mother, Miss Charity Case."
Thank you so much for the compliment, Staci…not.
"Come on in," she said, letting them inside.
"Thanks," Danielle said with a small smile.
Gemmy grinned at her and followed Danielle inside as Staci closed the door behind them all.
"Okay…so why don't you want your brother's to know you're you?" Staci asked again as they sat on the couch in her living room.
"I'll never be able to go back to school, they'd want me here, never out of their site or anything, I'd be stranded in Tulsa," Danielle said.
"I love Tulsa," Staci said offensively.
"Yeah me too," Gemmy said and then gave Staci a high five.
Danielle sighed, "I love it in New York, that's where my life is,"
"But your family is here," Staci said.
"What's more important? My life or my family?" Danielle asked.
"You're family," both Staci and Gemmy replied in unison.
Danielle rolled her eyes, "Family is nothing without life."
Gemmy sighed, "Plus, the guys in Tulsa are totally hot," Gemmy said approvingly.
"Well yeah…as much as this is restricting my duties as a soc…greasers are pretty good looking," Staci said with a smile.
"Whoa…you're supposed to like hate greasers…" Danielle said warily.
Staci shrugged, "Yeah I know…but I don't. My older brother is a greaser, which is really weird, but oh well."
"Is this the start of a friendship?" Danielle smirked.
Staci looked at her warily and then grinned, "If you don't tell, then neither will I,"
"Deal," Danielle said as they shook on it, "As long as you don't tell anyone who I really am,"
Staci grinned as if she might laugh, "No problem, Danielle Commando,"
Sodapop filled a cup of coffee and then slid it to the woman who slipped him back a dollar bill and took her coffee, walking out of the DX.
"Business sucks," Steve said, wadding up a receipt and tossing it against the wall.
"So, what do you think of Danielle?" Soda asked.
"I think she looks just like your sister," he said.
Sodapop nodded, "She is Dani,"
"You serious?" Steve asked, looking over at Sodapop.
Soda nodded, "You can't miss the resemblance. She's got my dimples and my smile, our mom's hair, Ponyboy's attitude, Darry's gymnastics genes. What else is there to it?"
Steve looked at him warily, "Then why didn't she just say so?"
"Denial," Sodapop answered, "It's simply put, denial,"
"Ya think you're brother's know?"
Sodapop shook his head, "It's as if they're blind or something, I feel like the only one who noticed. I mean, Darry and you both thought she looked like her but that's it."
"Why would she run away?" Steve asked.
"Why wouldn't she run away? It's not like our life was glamorous, our life practically sucked since mom and dad died, I don't blame her for running away. It's just that, we all missed her so much…me especially, she was like my best friend. She would grin at everything and anything, but then when mom and dad died; it was like she did too. She barely talked, barely ate, barely went to school, she would barely even look at us. She lost all of her friends, she lost almost 20 pounds, and she slept most of the day away." Soda paused for a minute, but Steve just stared at him, silently urging him to go on. "I missed the old Dani, who was in ballet and gymnastics and played the flute. For being a greaser, she had a good life made out for her, she was smart and was everybody's friend. She would play football with me and Darry, race Ponyboy around our neighborhood, sing at the top of her lungs when we'd be walking down streets, she danced constantly and ate at least three times a day. That was the Dani everyone loved, then she just became quiet and the only times she'd talk would be a muttered "hey" here and there or she'd be sour to us. We all felt so bad for her but we couldn't do anything." Soda said, "Then I guess one day, she just got fed up and left, packed up her things, got a bus ticket and took off. I don't blame her. I would have left Tulsa too. But now look at her, a gymnastics school in New York City! She's got friends and obviously a nice life, why does she need us in the way screwing it up?"
"Because, you're her family," Steve said as if it was-and it was of course-obvious.
"What am I supposed to say, Dani, drop the act, I know it's you? I can't do that!"
"Then don't," Steve said.
"Whose side are you on?" Sodapop asked, "Mine or mine?"
"I mean, follow her drift, she's gonna cave in. Dani almost always caves in if people go her way, she's been like that since she was what, three…four?"
"But she can be stubborn and definitely hold grudges, remember on April Fools Day when she was like ten and Two Bit put superglue in her shampoo, her hands were stuck to her hair, she didn't forgive him for that until like the Fourth of July and then she still never let him let it go, she slashed his tires." Sodapop said.
Steve let out a laugh, remembering when that happened, "Doubt that scenario will happen…I mean…we didn't do anything to her."
"I know, but if we go along with it, she'll just think we're just clueless," Sodapop stated.
"True…but maybe she'll also put down her shield if you're okay with her being there and you just act normal but not like she's your sister, like she's Danielle Commando," Steve said.
"But she's my sister," Soda objected.
Steve smirked at him, "Not anymore."