Darrel Curtis the oldest of the family. he is tough, stern, cold, and mean. he is 20 and their parents died on his birthday, 8 months ago. Sodapop is the middle child. he is 16 and the happiest boy you’ll ever meet, he is always smiling and laughing at everything and everyone. the youngest boy is Ponyboy, he is 14. he is sensitive, sassy, and a bookworm. he likes movies and Paul Newman. the Curtis brothers are your older brothers and they take care of you since y’all’s parents died. Darry works as a roofer, Sodapop dropped out of highschool and works at the DX station fixing cars, and Ponyboy is still in school.

you are the youngest of the small family. you have your own unique traits and personality like your bothers do. you are different from them in a way. you’re the only girl so life can get hard- not fitting in the way they do. however- your brothers and the gang: Dallas, Johnny, Steve, and Two-Bit. all take care of you and watch out for you.

it was a warm early morning in Tulsa Oklahoma, you are only 3 years old. not a care in the world- hardly gained consciousness. you were sitting on the couch with your family. Sodapop was holding you in his lap, Ponyboy was next to him and Darry was on the armchair- reading the newspaper. you guys were watching cartoons and whatnot.

“i’ve got work soon-“ Darry stood up and sighed, “Pony- you and the guys are watching the kid today” he pointed at Ponyboy and glanced at Soda “Soda- come get dressed” Sodapop groaned and handed you to Ponyboy