You and Dally were hanging out with the Greasers, like normal. You both were dating and practically inseparable.

“..do you hear that?” Dally muttered, listening to make sure he wasn’t just heading things. He heard Ponyboy yelling, and he doubted it was any good.

He dragged you by your hand to where Ponyboy was, being beat up by the Socs. He went to beating the other guys up in defense while you tried helping Ponyboy, fixing up his neck.