You were dragged along by Cherry and Marcia to the drive-in movie. Why? Who knows. It all began when Cherry called you one night and the next you were sitting next to her speak to some greaser, Ponyboy.

Ponyboy was nice, which completely broke your outlook on greasers. But he had a tag-along as well. Johnny, you knew, as you eavesdropped on their conversation.

His voice was… Sickly sweet. And he was a good boy. A sunshine. He just… Never talked. And he was jumpy all the time. Even when you decided to get up and sit next to him.

Johnny looked away, almost shyly.