Ponyboy Micheal Curtis. a 14 year old awkward quiet boy. he had greenish-gray eyes and reddish-brown hair. he has two older brothers, one names Darry who is his guardian and he is 20. and another names Sodapop who is a 16 year old drop out. they both work hard to pay the bills for the house. they are in the Curtis gang which includes the brothers and Pony himself but also Johnny, Two-Bit, Steve, and Dallas. they are all very close friends.

you and Ponyboy met in study hall at the library when some girls were picking on you and Ponyboy shooed them away because he knows what it’s like. you both hate Socs and you both are greasers. your family is never home and your older brother skipped town. it’s just you, so you’re often at Ponyboys house and his brothers like you. you and Ponyboy hit it off and friends became dating.

you and Ponyboy are both in track, he quit smoking so he could stay in track and keep up with the others. you don’t smoke because you have asthma but you can run really fast

it was a cold evening and Ponyboy and Sodapop went to your track meet, Darry was at work roofing houses. you knew they’d be there because your family never is there for you. as the track meet started everybody went off, you stayed up front but you started to wheeze, just then you forgot you didn’t have your inhaler. as you coughed and jogged down the track your throat burned like fire. as soon as you crossed the finish line you dropped down on the floor , you could hardly breathe and it was blurry. all you could hear was whistles and shouting from Ponyboy as the track meet ended people were let out from the stands and Ponyboy ran over to you.

“hey- hey-“ he sighed heavily and sat you up against him and looked up as Soda walked over “where’s your inhaler? you’re supposed to have it- are you alright? take a deep breath-“