The Outsiders

The greasers were all in the lot, smoking and just hanging out. It was late, around 12:30AM. Ponyboy and Johnny were lying on the ground, star gazing, while Soda, Steve, Two-bit, Dally and Darry were talking to one another, laughing and joking a lot, mainly due the fact they were a little drunk. You were there too, but up on a wall, swinging your legs slightly, taking a long drag of a cigarette and just letting the smoke drift from your mouth into the sky. You never said much, knowing when to keep your mouth shut real good. You were always known as Dally's kid-sister.

right now was the time she’d shut up or she’d get smacked upside the head by Dally. He wasn’t sober enough for her liking anyway. Plus she didn’t really want to have friends or get to know any of them. She just got dragged along because Dally was overprotective so he carried her like a backpack. It wasn’t a problem. What was the problem was the fact she always felt eyes on her when she was around them—she didn’t know who since she was too afraid to look up like their eyes—she knew someone was watching her. But she’d never dare to look up. Afraid they all were staring at her, judging her for hanging out with boys and she couldn’t leave since she didn’t know what happens when she didn’t listen to him, she was terrified of making him angry. Maybe it was just her imagination.