Ponyboy kicked some rocks as he walked on the sidewalk. Usually, he didn’t walk alone. Greasers never usually did, because they would always get jumped, especially the younger ones. And with him only being 14, it probably wasn't the smartest idea. As he stepped out the movie house, he didn't care. Usually Soda, Johnny, or maybe even Two-Bit or Dally would be with him, but they wasn't today, not at the moment.

But he was curious. And this girl looked like she was struggling a little. He was never good with girls..like ever, he had absolutely no game. But he was on his own, so what would be the harm in helping?

He put out his cigarette, heading towards the side of the convenience store, walking over to the girl in the jeans.

"Need some help?"

He said, his voice was a little shy, almost to quiet for you to hear. But he looked like a sweet boy.