Who am I?-a the outsider fic-pt 2-6th grade AGAIN?

At first I thought it was a mistake. Im suppose to be in 7th grade. Even though Im in a new (or old depending on how you look at it) time period, have a new family in which the parents will die sometime soon, and now have brothers doesnt mean Im only 11. Wait I shouldnt even be alive yet, so am I lucky that Im alive? Im confusing myself, I thought. My doubts were soon gone when a girl with obvious bleached hair and tight skanky clothes came and said, Hey Kitty are you going to go in our homeroom anytime soon? I disguised all my confusion and, well, more confusion with fake cheerfulness. Of course I am! I said smiling.
How you manage to be so cheerful this early, is a mystery to all, the girl said as we walked in the classroom.
I looked at the clock and said, Um, Its already 7:45. (I know thats still early but oh well)
Exactly Im not awake until at LEAST noon, she said.
Hannah, youre never awake, A boy said. He had black hair greased back, and brown eyes. He wore a plain dark blue t-shirt and jeans. He also wore an old leather jacket.
Shut up Bobby. Who can be awake in school? The girl, Hannah, said.
Kittycat is, Bobby shot back. They obviously didnt like each other.
Well Kitty doesnt count. Shes like always awake and happy. Shes like some immortal person! And immortal people dont count, Hannah said.
Oh thanks Hannah, I said sarcastically.
No problem, Hannah said. I rolled my eyes.
Ok class sit down. Hannah and Bobby stop quarreling, the teacher said.
Sorry Ms. Caramel, Bobby and Hannah said sarcastically.
Ok now sit both of you! Ms. Caramel said. They sat down. This Ms. Caramel, I decided after 1st period, can scare you shitless. She had these big blue eyes that when you got in trouble, she would Just stare at you in a you-disappointed-me-I-hope-your-happy way. It would make you feel so bad you just had to apologize. (My LA teacher has that stare. Its so freakin scary!) Nothing much exciting happened the rest of the day, that is until I was walking to my 5th period class. While I was walking to my math class, I heard someone say, Hey Cat long time no see.
I looked behind me and saw Jake Geans. He was a soc. A soc who was obsessed with me.
What do you want Jake? I asked annoyed.
Nothing but you, Jake said.
Well too bad for you cause I dont want you, I said. I was getting used to people calling me Cat, Kitty, or Kittycat.
But I want you. And I always get what I want, he said, blocking my way.
Move before you get me angry, I said.
Oh Im scared, Jake said sarcastically. I cracked my knuckles. He looked scared for a quick second before it went back to its cocky self. Go on, I dare you to, he said. I gladly punched him hard in the stomach.
What is happening here? I heard an adult say. I cussed under my breath beforeI slammed myself into the lockers on the wall. Jake looked at me like WTF? I began to fake cry. What is going on here Mr. Geans? a teacher said.
He pushed me into the lockers, hard! I said between the tears.
Mr. Geans march to the Principals office, and Miss. Curtis you go to the nurse Ill write you a late pass for Ms. Cs class, the teacher said.
Thank you maam, I said, whipping away the fake tears.
I still want you Cat, Jake said. I rolled my eyes before I strolled casually to the nurse. It was better then going to class.
I got to math when there was 5 minutes left, accidentally. The day went by normally. When I got home I sat on the couch and started my homework. I was working on my math homework when I felt someone pull my ponytail. Hey! I said looking up to find a certain rusty haired, comical greaser smiling at me. Two-bit!!!!! I said annoyed.
You were asking for it Kitty! Two-bit said, sitting in front of the T.V. He turned on Mickey Mouse.
Do you mind, I asked.
no, he answered.
Oh thanks, I said.
No problem, he said. I stuck my tongue out at him. Pretty soon the whole gang was there.
Hey arent your parents suppose to be home? Dally asked. I couldnt answer hat cause well I have no idea of what time my new parents get home.
Yea I wonder where they are. Ponyboy said. That answer was soon answered when the doorbell rang.

Who's at the door??? Cliffy!
thats the second part for ya people. I hope u enjoyed it and blah blah blah. Rate!