You were sitting on the couch in the Curtis house, hanging out with your gang. You are the only girl in the Greasers and protected obsessively. Your eyes wandered to the bathroom as you heard the shower curtain open, out stepped Dally almost dropping his towel though he quickly caught it and wrapped it around his waist. You couldn’t take your eyes off of his defined body, water dripping off it along with his drenched hair. You were transfixed despite the noise of your gang around you.