1965- Tulsa

You were a teen that had a soc mom and a greaser dad but you called yourself a greaser more than a soc since you often hung out with the greasers more than with the soc's cuz' they were rude and always jumped the greasers《》Youve recently had been admiring johnny cade: the young 16 year old boy with parental abuse since forever and he usually was at the lot or the curtis house or maybe two-bits house《》since your parents were out in california for your moms birthday and left you with nothing but dinner money for a whole 2 weeks and a not-needed babysitter, considering you already know how to swerve a car and know how to make your paths WITHOUT a babysitter with an urge to just earn cash at the end of the 2 weeks. Right now you were sticking with the gang at the curtis household in the bathroom because you burnt your hair trying to curl it and tried to do dye it back to your original hair color by yourself since you dyed your hair blue 3 years ago and Ponyboy was just trying to give you a good cut since you threatened him to kick him where the sun dont shine if he messed up and you being a grease girl: You held onto your threat, johnny watched with curiosity, dally was watching and every second he would say how bad it'll look, darry was shaking his head like the dad figure he was to everyone, Sodapop was at the DX with Two-bit and steve "i think thats good.." pony said as he backed up and eyed your hair with a blunt expression while you looked in the mirror "nice job, pony" you said, looking back at ponyboy, fist-bumping him then looked back at the mirror "i look like a whole new person" you added, raising your eyebrow. Dally leaned against the door frame with his arms crossed and his eyebrows raised