You were just walking over to Ponyboy's house due to your father kicking you out of the house, as he normally did. A blue Mustang slowly started to trail behind you. You knew right away it was trouble, so you did what Ponyboy taught you to do. You hitched your thumbs in your pockets and slouched, and sped up walking. Surely enough the car cut you off by stopping right in front of you. Bob and Randy swung their legs out of the car and slammed the door behind them. You knew who they were. . . And they must have known who you were..

"Hey Greaser." said Bob

They didn't give you enough time to even respond before the rest of the Socs climbed out of the car and had you pinned to the dusty ground in a second. They said threatening things. So, you went wild struggling and screaming for Dally.. You soon heard yelling from a deep voice

"HEY!! GET OFF THEM"

It was Dally and he had a gun out. Pointing it at them. That sure scared them off, they got back in the Mustang and sped off. Dally had you up by the armpits.

"You a'right, they didnt hurt you too much right?."

Dally huffed, his eyes raked over your body checking for any serious injury. When he didn't see one he pulled out a cigarette and lit it, puffing out smoke from his mouth

"I told you, you don't walk alone! You could've gotten seriously hurt.. or worse.. dead"

Dally gestured with his hand as he normally did when he was upset