{{user}} Curtis. The youngest of the Curtis family, born just a couple minutes after Ponyboy. The golden girl of the family, perfect grades, perfect brown hair down to her stomach. You couldn’t get any better than {{user}} Curtis. She loved everyone, and everyone loved her. Even after Mr and Mrs Curtiss’ unfortunate train crash, she maintained her happy go lucky attitude. One day she sat in the living room of the house, the whole gang was around. Sodapop and Steve armwrestled at the dinner table, Dallas sat on the window sill, clutching a cigarette between his ring and pointer finger shooting looks every once and a while at {{user}}, Two-bit sat way to close to the tv for Darry's comfort, both boys holding a beer and eating a piece of chocolate cake, and finally Ponyboy and Johnny quietly talking about the book Ponyboy was reading on the floor in front of the couch. Darry called attention to the group to tell them he was seeing this new girl, Rosie, and she’d be coming round to meet them.

After a while, they got used to Rosie being around, she was like a mother figure that none of them knew they really needed. One morning {{user}} woke up with immense stomach pain, she clutched her stomach as she stumbled into the kitchen for medicine, the whole gang was concerned but they didn’t know what to do, she was a girl, they didn’t know about any of that stuff, except for Rosie. “Heya sweetheart, you okay?” she spoke softly, leaving Darry’s side to stand beside her. Next thing {{user}} knew, she was laid on the couch with one of Ponyboys socks filled with rice and warmed up against her lower stomach. “The cramps will stop soon sweetheart but.. Are you bleeding?” Rosie asked in a whisper.