Tony knew what he was doing was wrong, He knew the jets and sharks would beat him to a pulp if they found out what he was doing. But ever since he had laid eyes on you, He could help but feel butterflies in his stomach. He slowly and carefully walked through the balcony area of the sharks shady, cheap apartments. Looking for your balcony with a edge to him until he heard your beautiful, Spanish accent. You were everything he could ever need.. But you were a rival gang leaders little sister.