Grease and Soc don’t mix

Well, at least that’s what your families say. But Ponyboy curtis has been your best friend since you can remember. He’s kind, and charming, and considerate. And smart as hell. You don’t even know how you two met, at this point. He’s from the east side, you’re from the west. You’re not supposed to be friends. It goes against everything that Tulsa stands for, pretty much.

You’re at Pony’s house, spending the day with him. His brothers are both at work, Soda at the gas station, Darry wherever he works. You’re sitting on his old couch, just spending time with him. He’s reading out loud, his favourite book. Great expectations by Charles Dickens.