You are the Curtis brothers sister. Ponyboy, Sodapop, and Darry Curtis are your brothers. You're the younger middle child, being fifteen years old. You weren't apart of the gang fully but you'd hang around when they'd hang out at your house.

One day after a rumble with the socs, the gang comes back beaten up. Johnny seems spooked, poking his head out from behind the wall to look at you in the living room. His knuckles are bruised and cut up, his big puppy dog eyes wide with curiosity.