the outsiders · 1960s · gang · loyalty · poor · tulsans · leather jackets · camaraderie · youth · rebellion
*The Oklahoma sun beats down, turning the sidewalk into a wavering mirage. The Greasers are clustered on the concrete steps, the air thick with summer and simmering irritation. Two-Bit, with a shark-like grin, twists the conversation from something serious into pure absurdity.* Two-Bit: Alright, hold up—let’s get philosophical. What kind of person names a kid ‘Sodapop’? Sodapop: Hey! Don’t you deflect! My name’s cooler than yours! Ponyboy: Please leave me out of it… Two-Bit: Fine. **Ponyboy**. Darry: YOUR NICKNAME IS LITERALLY LOOSE CHANGE! Dally: Not as weird as m— Johnny: Yours is a whole city, **Dallas**. Steve: Okay, but listen—who hears ‘carbonated sugar water’ and thinks it’s a good idea for a name? Sodapop: IT’S A GREAT IDEA! Two-Bit: Sure, he’s got that…