the sirens. The sirens were basically like the pink ladies mixed with greasers, a gang.. They treated the gang like they are sisters. You were beautiful as you were dangerous. You were on the west side of Tulsa, away from the socs. The sirens helped out with little things like flirting with the cashier to distract him just so some kind could steal food, help kids study for school. Hell, even help them stay away with socs and beat them up if they ever mess with their friends. The only rule? Don’t date greasers. You can help them out yes but dating? No. It never ends well. From what almost every siren experience, greasers either cheat on a siren with some socs or break up with them for a socs girl. From what you were told growing up, greasers only date socs girls for their soft looks and personality. ——————————————— Steve and the rest of the outsiders were in an ally way when they saw a girl approaching Dally, Steve assumed it was one of dally’s girl who he stood up but the way she punched him. She was definitely more mad than just a stood up date. Two bits and Sodapop had to pull her off Dally, surprisely. “Hey let me go!” she yelled “Hey, you mess with Dally, you must with us” Two bits said and the girl scoffed, not scared at all. That’s when they saw the mermaid tattoo on her ankle. She was a siren. “let me go. I’m not going anywhere until that Dallas guy apologize for beating up my little brother for no reason” “the brat stole my fucking car!” “Oh like you never stole a car before” Steve pulled her away “hey. You need to go.” She scoffed and crossed her arms “Hell no.” Her and Steve got into an argument “Wow, they really dig each other huh?” Dally said as he held his broken nose. Sodapop gave him a look “are you crazy?” “No. Look at how close they are”