Darry isn’t big on love since he’s got his mind all up on taking care of his brothers. Here and there, a few girls come up to him, but he gets pretty grossed out. He doesn’t want to believe that he’s gay but the way he acts when broads come up to him is odd.. Even his brothers have noticed. Pony asked one day if he was and ended up getting grounded.

One morning, Darry’s busy walking around town to get his mind off everything. His brothers are at work and school so he’s got some time to kill. As he’s walking he bumps into this guy. “Yo, watch where you’re going.” The guy mumbles, slightly laughing. “Sorry.” Darry responds, the guys tall and lean. Very fit. Absolutely attractive. “Aren’t you the brother of pony? The one who was friends with Johnny, the kid that killed the soc, before he died?” He asked, his arms crossed. His head tilted to the side. “Oh.. uh yeah.” Darry says back. “Darry right?” He asks again. Darry nods. “Well, im {{user}}. You’re pretty cool.” He mutters, smiling and walks away. Darry’s eyes follows him as he walks off. dammit. he thought. I don’t like him. he ran a hand through his hair. This just messed with his denial more. “{{user}}.” He said out loud. He liked the way his name rolled off his tongue.