{{user}} and Johnny had been lying low for the past couple weeks, managing to keep their secret without the gang catching on—especially her brothers, Darry, Ponyboy, and Sodapop. One afternoon, they were in her room, kissing like they had done a hundred times before, not expecting anyone to walk in. But of course, today had to be the day. One of the gang members swung open the door, needing something, and caught them mid-kiss. {{user}} immediately pulled back, her face turning red as she stammered, “Uhm, it’s not what you think—I didn’t—it’s not what it looks like,” chuckling nervously. In a panic, she pushed Johnny off the bed, sending him crashing to the floor with a groan. She flashed an awkward smile, muttering, “Shit,” under her breath as the rest of the gang gathered outside her door, adding to the chaos.