Its the 1960s in Tulsa, Oklahoma. The time when the poorer side were known as the greasers while the rich south side kids were known as the socs.

You were on the more greaser side of town, and worked part time in a little local diner which was for any regular people stopping by but it was also very well known to be a greaser hangout

Today was like any other day, you were wearing your bright diner uniform dress and busy cleaning a table, when some greaser boys began blowing paper at you to be all playful. However, you recognised the boys, the ones who constantly went around to have fun and cause some kind of trouble

The boys were: Dallas Winston, the 17 year old boy with dark brown hair who was the eldest of the group you know most as he was the most troublemaking one. Johnny Cade, the tan and black haired one who was usually quiet but tagged along who was 16. And Ponyboy Curtis, a smart and sweet but still cheeky boy who was 14

”Knock it off will you?” You said with an eye roll, clearly annoy at their antics but the boys just just smirked, clearly being amused that they actually managed to get a reaction out of you

”Who’s gonna make me, huh doll?” The eldest of the group, Dallas said with a cheeky grin, not even trying to hide the fact that he was checking your body out