Return to the Outsiders

1

"Alright guys..." Charlene whispered, sneaking inside the TeePees. "Another great job."
"You did it?" Finn asked, already sitting comfortably inside the teepee next to Philby and Maybeck.
"Yup. Willa and I were able to sneak backstage and-"

Charlene was cut off by a blue, harsh wind sweeping through the teepees. It lifted the keepers off the ground and in and instant, a bright white light filled their vision. Just when everything was seeming to calm down... BAM!

They opened their eyes to see that it was no longer night, they were no longer in the teepees, no longer in California, no longer in the 50's...

Where were they? They have no idea...

Taking in their surroundings, they noticed that they were on a someone's lawn, in front of their house. Soon enough, four people walked outside and noticed the five teens standing outside their house. Darry Curtis, Sodapop Curtis, Ponyboy Curtis, and Peyton Hart.

"Who are you?" Darry Curtis called to them.
"Uhh..." Finn mumbled, not sure how to deal with this. He motioned for his friends to follow them as he walked towards the porch.

"I know this may sound odd... but what year is it? And uh... where are we?" Finn asked.
"1967, Tulsa Oklahoma," Darry replied, confused.

Maybeck mumbled a curse word and Willa slapped him. Charlene looked as though she would pass out. Finn and Philby had the same expression plastered across their faces as they stared at Darry, confused with their mouths wide open. And then there's Darry, who was worried about their mental health.

"Uhh... Dar? Who are they?" A soft, female voice called from behind Darry.

Finn craned his neck to see who it was and his heart stopped cold. The girl behind Darry, while rather beautiful, looked like a younger version of his Grandmother, and a 60's rockabilly version of his own 'Mother'. It couldn't be... could it? He then noticed a young man walk next to Darry who looked exactly like his grandfather and an older, more charming version of himself.

"Umm... excuse me... what are you're names?" Finn asked, directing his question to the two people who looked as though they could be related to him.
"Sodapop," The male replied.
"Peyton," The girl answered.
Finns eyes widened and his heart began to beat faster than it ever had before. "And... and what are your last names?"
"Curtis," Sodapop answered.
"Hart," Peyton replied. She chuckled a bit, "What's so important about our names?"

Finns eyes were wider than ever, his heart beating faster then he ever imagined it could. All he heard was it's fast beating as he turned to meet the faces of all the people before him. Slowly, he began to back up, down the stairs. Turning on his heel, he began to run, Philby following close behind.

"Was it something I said?" Darry asked. Sodapop, Peyton, and Ponyboy shrugged, honestly none of them had a clue...not even the keepers

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"Finn!" Philby yelled. "Bloody Hell, Finn! Why are you so fast!"
Finn didn't respond, he tried pretending Philby wasn't there. It worked well until Philby caught up and turned his friend around.
"What... are you doing?" Philby asked, catching his breath. Thy had been running for nearly a half hour now.

"I... had to... get away..." Finn mumbled.
"Why?"
"They... I think they may be my grandparents."