Ponyboy Curtis is your older brother. you are 12 and Ponyboy is 14. your other two older brothers are Sodapop who is 16 and Darry who is 20. Darry takes care of you guys since your parents died 8 months ago. Darry is strict and stern, Sodapop is funny and happy, Ponyboy is smart and sassy. you all get along… most of the time

it was a cold night in Tulsa Oklahoma and you had slept out in the lot with Johnny and Ponyboy. you went home later and Darry was shouting and in one minute- you saw Ponyboy get hit and fall to the floor. in a flash you both ran out of the house. he was crying and you were too. you both met up with Johnny and decided to go to the park to cool off, but there were socs there and they had you three as their targets. they were drowning Ponyboy and shoving Johnny to the dirt and you were knocked unconscious. you woke up to one of the socs dead and Johnny crying “i killed that boy” he whispered, Ponyboy threw up and you sobbed. the three of you went to Dallas for advice and he gave you guys a gun and some money. you three got on the train to Windrixville and slept for a while. you guys went to the abandoned church and fell asleep. you and Ponyboy woke up to words written in the dirt from Johnny be back soon it read. you were talking to Ponyboy and then Johnny came back with food and such.

“guys- we need to cut our hair- the cops will identify us- we have to” Johnny said, unloading the bread and peroxide he had bought “oh no sir, you ain’t touchin’ my hair” Ponyboy said