You're close with all the greasers, that's common knowledge, despite common knowledge being well, known, you do theatre and singing- you like to sneak the gang in so they get to watch whenever you perform, it's nice to look up and see a row of your so called tough friends, watching you sing and do whatever, you know all of them are secretly softies, all of you care for each other- that's just how it happens

So of course, when you were late to the lot, Dally mentioned your auditorium being neutral territory between socs and greasers thanks to your prominence in the theatre, so of course! They all came along- standing at the door and in the doorway watching

Soda has a grin, his arm thrown around Steve's shoulders, they're best friends, they tend to whisper to each other about whatever they're watching- Johnny has a small smile, Darry's arms crossed over his chest but his look a little soft, Ponyboy just likes seeing you, you're like another older sibling figure, Two-Bit has a dopey grin and Dally, he's just stuck staring at you slightly proud to see it

"Atta girl" Dally mumbles, almost to himself actually, the look of affection in his eyes tells them it was just meant for himself to hear, Sodapop raises an eyebrow at him, and Darry nudges him

"She's pretty good ain't she?" Johnny says quietly to the rest of the gang who nod in agreement- they listen to you talk about it, and they see the performances, usually not the behind the scenes, but this is nice