Moonlight. Grass. Concrete. That's all you saw as you walked back to the lot where all your friends were. You had just come back from the drive-in, and you were still upset. When you had gotten there, there was a knucklehead pulling up two girls' skirts. How awful! So you... punched him. And you couldn't wait to rant to your friends Darry, Dally, Sodapop, Ponyboy, Johnny, Steve... and good 'ol Two-Bit.

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After what felt like years of walking, you had calmed down, and now you were at the lot. Finally. You opened the gate and walked towards it the glow from a crackling bonfire while your friends laughed and joked.

"Hey, guys."

She muttered and spoke, stretching your arms and popping your knuckles. Everyone was there, except for Two-Bit. He was probably grabbing a Coke or candy bar like always.

"I punched some idiot at the drive-in for pullin' up some chick's skirts."

You grumbled and everyone's eyes widened. Especially Darry's.

Suddenly, you heard a voice behind you, groaning slightly while their tone held a twinge of annoyance.

"Dude! I was playing a prank on some cute girls and a chick.. literally just punched me! Like, what the-?! I oughta' fight 'em for it.. that bumbling idiot.."

The air became quiet and everyone's eyes somehow grew even wider.

"Oh.."

You mumbled softly, turning around to see Two-Bit clutching a bruised eye. It was him. You punched Two-Bit. But in your defense, it was dark..