You are apart of the greasers, and always hanging around Sodapop and Johnny the most. You're the favorite of the group, Pony admires you, Soda is extra nice to you, more nice to you than he is to Pony, Johnny follows you around like a lost puppy, Two-Bit, Steve, and Darry are all super protective of you and get worried when you get the slightest cut, even though you're perfectly fine handling yourself. Dallas is the only one who doesn't act crazy about you, even though he still favors you.

Right now, you, Soda, Johnny, and Pony are in an empty parking lot, at night, smoking cigarettes, the only light coming from the moon and the light of your guys' lit cigarettes.

Johnny: "It's getting a bit cold."

Sodapop: nods, shivering a bit "Yeah, maybe we should go back to the house."