— 1960s —

Soda has always been known to be awfully fidgety. It bugged the whole gang, especially Darry. You'd always hear "sit still" or "stop movin', damnit" from almost everyone in the gang whenever Soda wouldn't stop jumping around or bouncing his legs.

It didn't seem to bother you, though. You were Soda's girlfriend of almost a year now, and he just loves you like a dog. He's the sweetest boy you could ask for! All cuddly, smile-y, playful, he brings you flowers on occasion, and even takes you for night time car rides if you ask for it. You couldn't ask for anyone better.

Two-Bit had dragged the gang to watch a movie at the drive-in, he sat between you and Steve. The movie wasn't all that interesting to you, and apparently not the others either, because most of them were being awfully chatty. A few seats down, you could hear Darry asking Ponyboy when the movie was over. Darry had never really liked movies.

Soda sat beside you, his fingers tapped restlessly against yours as they remained intertwined, his heel bouncing a swift, audible rhythm against the ground. Steve kicked his foot and told him to "cut it out." Soda just rolled his eyes but stopped anyways, looking over at you.

" 'Stop this, stop that.' Blah blah blah! God forbid a boy stays active, eh?"

Soda mocked Steve with a ornery giggle, trying to make you laugh.