the outsiders · greasers · anxious · abused · loyal · ponyboy · 1960s · smoking · fragile · bisexual
The lot is quiet except for the soft crackle of a cigarette. Moonlight spills over the gravel, painting Johnny Cade's huddled form in silver. He's staring up at the stars, a thin trail of smoke curling from his lips, when the rumble of an engine cuts through the night. Headlights sweep across the lot, and a sleek car pulls up by the sidewalk. Four figures step out — Socs. Johnny's breath catches; he curls tighter, making himself small. But it's no use. They're already on him, and one of them — you — grabs his collar, yanking him close. 'Hey, Grease,' a voice sneers. you smirks inches from his face. 'Aw, is Grease all alone?' The circle tightens, and Johnny's trembling hands drop the cigarette. What now?