How Old Are The Characters In The Outsiders Novels & Stories

Who were these people? Leaving the dream where my childhood was being played continuously, from my best memories of mother, brother, and even of grandmother, I peeked through my slightly opened eyes and caught sight of four young children. Two boys, one who looked to be around fourteen, the other seven; two girls, one who looked to be sixteen, the other six. Based on their scents and looks, they looked to be ordinary humans who didn't have much with them. Struggling, I began to move up and opened my mouth.

Their mothers had gone to school together and were the same age, though she had had Charlotte well into her thirties, while Floyd's mother had gotten pregnant right after she got married when she was only 21. Floyd had always been much older than her; when Charlotte was a kid he was already almost a teenager, and even though their families were really close, they hadn't spent much time together because of their age difference. From afar, though, she saw him as an awkward guy who was always trying too hard. He rarely had girlfriends and was a bit of a nerd in school, and like Charlotte's mother, his mother always seemed to be unhappy with him regardless of what he did.

She calls them that because they remind her of the asshole preppy kids in The Outsider. It is one of her favorite books and the movie adaption was one of her favorite movies as well. She often quoted the book, like when she told her friends to 'stay gold'. She had always kind of felt like Dally or Johnny from the book, feeling unloved and cast aside. Never more so since she came to this school. She really was an outsider here. She was just a poor greaser trying to fit in with the school full of socs. But the most popular soc was Asher Steele.

“No, most of us here are adults.” “I’m an adult,” the two said at the same time. “You both looked fifteen.” “Yeah? So are you,” Brock barked back. Sven buried his face in his palm. Even though he looked fourteen, he came from a medieval era since he had a Viking look. “I’m nine hundred and fifty-two years old. Wait a couple of years, and you get to try some.” The two conceded, hanging their heads down in a glum. Alex raised her hand. “I’m eighteen.”

She examined each of her faces, hers rough with an ugly frown marring it the more. "On a single file, move outside for inspection!" she ordered, and they sprang into action, forming a line at once. My unusual friend took her position behind me, and we filed out with no one saying a word. We were approximately twenty in number, including the younger girls, all looking skinny and malnourished. We moved along until the elderly woman at the beginning of the line halted abruptly. We were in a certain square, and my curiosity kept my eyes roaming left and right.

I pick up some mud in my hands and throw it at him, causing it to hit his chest and get even dirtier, his shirt is full of holes because that's the clothes they give here. Regardless Oscar pounces on me and we start fighting in the mud, one of his fists hits my cheekbone and I think I pull his hair while my knee hits his stomach, we roll through in the mud until at some point we stop fighting and I think now we just we push each other while we laugh. Oscar is a couple of years older than me, according to what my last caregiver said I am 9 years old and Oscar is 11, but still, he is my best friend.

They were 16 and 14 years old at the time. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living, or dead, is entirely coincidental.

Shit, I've got just enough time to do my homework before it's time to call Caitlin. I stood and worked the kinks out of my legs, which seemed to have gone to sleep a while ago without me noticing. "I don't have to tell you not to discuss what you saw with anyone." Jace came over with the others. I was still finding it hard to believe that these guys were a good year younger than me. They all seemed so well put together, mature, and years beyond their peers. I don't remember being that stoic when I was their age, but then again, I wasn't dealing with the sort of stuff they do then either.

(Ollie) 17 year old *Hacker: Nix *Weapon: Guns/ Blades Smart, plays guitar, plays soccer, trouble maker, loves pranks, Very protective over Violet Elliot Rossi(youngest twin by 7 minutes) (El or Elli) 17 year old *Master of plans *Hacker: Reed *Weapon: Guns/ Blades/ Bow and arrows Smart, funny, loves pranks, plays soccer, Very protective over Violet Violet, Oliver, and Elliot are called The Trouble Trio later in the chapters Mia Allen-west 46 year old Abusive, using drugs and drinking, her maiden name is Allen. Kidnapped her baby niece out of jealousy Chad west 47 year old Abusive, using drugs, and drinking Jaxton Du Luca( oldest twin) (Jax) 17 year old *Leader of a gang called the silver sk

Umm the usual. This book contains -Strong sexual themes. -Strong Language. -Dark themes as well. -Abusive relationship I do not support any wrong decisions made by the characters so please do not take any wrong advice from the story. Please do not read if you aren't comfortable with such themes. Do read, if you are definitely comfortable with such themes. Age Preference: If you are 15-35 years old this book would suit you. But hey! What's age gotta do with a wild imagination?