The Outcast

Chapter 1

I let out sigh my breath visible in the cold November night. My feet ached as I tread down the concrete street my boots worn down I could practically feel the ground stuffing my numb hands into my jean pockets trying to maintain the little heat I had. I noticed a red Corvair had been trailing me I stopped to see who was thinking about jumping me I reached into my back pocket for my switchblade just incase it was an Italian Switchblade Stiletto Knife thirteen inch three rich kids got out of the car all wearing different coloured madras I practically cringed at the bright colours they wore clashing together "Hey greaser" one said angrily "What do you want kid" I said sharply they all circled me trying to intimidate me like wolves but I wasn't scared they all smiled at each other "you're too pretty to be something like them dirt." Another said stepping closer to me I looked him up and down sizing him up but guess he took it another way "watch ya looking at?" he smirked he was tall just about 6ft dark blonde hair that was permed with blue eyes tanned skin. typical rich kid look the other two were similar just with different hair colour and eyes colour. "I better get going" I said trying to get passed them but one pushed me back I stumbled a little "where you heading? we can give you a ride, specially here don't want any filthy greasers getting theirs hands on a pretty doll like you" one spoke winking at me "No, and did you all suddenly forget I'm a greaser did all the blood go to you dick?" I said sarcastically my grip tightened on my switch blade my hand just itching to pull it out "No? Well pretty thing too bad I'd have to ruin that face" the blonde one said this time grabbing my arm trying pull me into their car I instantly lashed out my switch blade nicking his cheek. His hands stupidly went to his face so I took the opportunity to knee him hard in the stomach he doubled over the other two quickly reacted one grabbed me from behind putting his hand over my mouth I bit down hard as I could tasting blood biting down to the bone he let out a cry of pain letting go muttering and cursing. A fist hit me in the jaw sending my head to the side that's gonna leave a bruise in corner of my eye I saw another went to punch me again I quickly ducked grabbing him just under his arm slamming his body into the pavement knocking the wind out of him. The blonde one tackled me to the ground putting all his weight on my hips and pinning my arms above me "Bad move " he snarled moving his face closer to mine I head butted him hearing a crunch his grip loosened I flipped us over so I was on top with my blade at his throat "You and your buddies better get the hell outta here before I slice open that throat of yours" I threatened making my voice sound emotional less "yea come on man this Bitch ain't worth it" I stood up slowly making the blonde stand up with me still having the blade at his throat. I pressed the blade against his skin more just enough make it bleed " Go ... next time I see any of you's you'll be having more than little cuts" I said trying think of a threat, the blonde shoved me off and they all quickly jumped into their red Corvair driving back down the street.