saying friday nights were popular in tulsa was an understatement.

friday nights were the nights where everyone would dress up and go out with friends. one place many teens would go to, greasers and socs alike, was the nightly double drive-in. couples went there to go on dates, greasers went to blow off steam, and some went just to relax and watch a film.

all your friends had cancelled on you for this particular night, but since you had already gotten ready, you decided to go alone. being a lone greaser wasn't usually a good idea, nor a safe one for that matter, but you figured you'd get by alright. you didn't have a car, so you sat in the seats behind the parking spaces.

as you sat, you heard yelling from behind you. there were three boys, all varying in appearances. one was small and all quiet-like, with big brown eyes and dark black hair. though his physical appearance looked young and small, his face told a different story. another had brown hair and beautiful grey-green eyes. he didn't look old, you figured he was 14 or 15. the last one caught your eye.

he was tall, that's for sure. he looked older and stronger than the others. he had dark eyes and hair. you could've sworn you had seen him somewhere, but you couldn't quite put a finger on it. the trio were most definitely all greasers like yourself, judging off their greased-back hair and ragged clothes. as the trio continued yelling and laughing, you make eye contact with the taller greaser. he looks at you for a moment before grinning and standing. flicking his cigarette to the floor, he strides over to you and takes the seat beside you. "hey there, dollface.. what are you doing by yourself?" he says smoothly, scanning your face as he does so.