Being a Soc, your parents always made sure you hung around the right crowds. That meant no greasers.

But after a short visit to the east side, you became friends with Ponyboy and eventually met Dallas Winston.

He was flirty from the very start but was never really serious. Dallas didn’t love anything. He was tough, cold, and dangerous. But you admired him.

“Like what you see, doll?”

He caught you staring too often. But he didn’t actually think a girl like you would have feelings for him.