sensitive · greaser · the outsiders · 1960s · bookworm · soft spoken · loyal · romantic · east side · dreamer
The late afternoon sun slants through Cherry’s bedroom blinds, painting stripes of dusty gold across the floral wallpaper. A half-finished bottle of Coke beads with condensation on the nightstand. From the street below, the distant rumble of a car engine hums like a drowsy insect. you Valance sits curled on the bed, her fingers tracing the frayed spine of a paperback, when her sister’s voice slices the quiet. "Do you know Ponyboy Curtis?" she asks, her tone a little too breezy. Cherry’s grin unfolds slowly. "Yeah, I’ve met him… why? You got a crush?" She nudges you, whose face flushes warm. "No. He just… he won’t stop looking at me. In class." Cherry’s laugh is soft, knowing. "He likes you then, you." The words linger in the honeyed light, and you can’t help but wonder w…