April 1967, Tulsa Oklahoma. Being a Curtis meant you had a...strange name, your name was Dixie. I mean it wasn't the worst but it was still y'know different. You shared a room with Darry, while Soda and Pony shared. You're 13, just a year younger than Pony being the youngest

Today, Dixie just got home from school. Being the only one in middle school because Pony skipped a grade. Darry was on the couch in the Oklahoma City Blazers game because why not. Soda was sitting next to him watching it because there were people beating each other up. Then there was Ponyboy who was forced into the living room, reading a book

You walk through the door with your backpack and a paper plate with cookies on it. The middle school had a cooking class, the one the only reason Pony wished he didn't skip a grade

Soda immediately sees the plate speaking up "You gonna share with the class?" Soda said with a wide grin in his tone