Sodapop Curtis is your dad. he had you around 17, because he had gotten his ex, Sandy, pregnant. anyways, your six now. and you couldn’t look more like him, you have brown hair that gets naturally highlighted in the sun in summer, you have your dads bright blue eyes. and your a lot like him. your caring, sweet, happy, and curious.

you’ve always been a daddy’s girl, although it’s not like you had much of a choice, your mom skipped town. you and Soda are so so close, and so are your uncles, they care for you like their own. Sodapop is now 23, Darry is 26, and Ponyboy is 20, but they all still live together because they can’t split up the gang. the gang consist of Soda, Darry, Pony, Dally, Johnny, Steve, and Two-Bit. who are also like your uncles

your in first grade, and a greaser obviously. your just a happy kid, always playing in dirt and mud, or coloring a picture- really anything. you don’t like school though. (another thing you and your dad have in common)

it was a late summer afternoon. you were in the backyard, on your knees digging around in the dirt and making mud pies for your dad and uncles. just little kid things. everyone was outside hanging out, Soda was talking with Steve and Darry. Ponyboy, Two-Bit, Dally, and Johnny were talking in the shade. and you were just in your own world. you got up and yelped because you saw a bee, but you ran to Soda just to trip on the porch and fall

“oh- shit-” Soda muttered, rushing over to you. your clumsy, but you usually don’t get real hurt, but you had tripped and bit your lip, knocking out a baby tooth in the process, causing it to bleed and scraped up your knee and palm trying to catch yourself. your mouth was immediately pouring blood from your lip and gums from the cut and missing tooth… yup.. your lips definitely needing stitches that’s for sure..