Preference #23: He sees you drinking, or he finds you drunk.

  • Ponyboy: It was a New Year's Eve party, but you didn't drink regularly. You just had a glass of champagne to celebrate with your friends and family. You were a lightweight drunk, so you got drunk really easily. You kept hiccuping the whole night through and nearly tripping on your own two feet. You bumped into your best friend, Ponyboy, who caught you so you wouldn't fall. "You're drunk, aren't you?" He asked, chuckling. You only hiccuped in response, never getting the chance to answer properly.
  • Two-Bit: You were giggling like crazy, staring at the bottle of beer in your hand. "Bottles are weird." You laughed, taking another swig of the drink. "Hi, I'm Two-Bit and I love to drink beer!" You impersonated him, finishing with a booming laugh similar to his. "Y/N, open up!" You heard his voice from outside, and you skipped over to the door so you can open it. "Hi, Two-Bit," You hiccuped, holding the bottle loosely in your hands. His eyes just widened, and he laughed that booming laugh you tried oh-so-hard to impersonate. "Can I have some?" He said, grinning.
  • Dally: Buck was having a party, and you were planning on hanging out with your friends; the gang, or so you thought. Ponyboy wasn't allowed to go, Johnny didn't feel like going out, and Darry was staying with Ponyboy and Johnny. Sodapop and Steve had a long shift at the DX and Two-Bit had to babysit his little sister. You and Dal were the only ones still willing to go. You finally got to Buck's, and saw Dal at the bar. You came up behind him, and took the newly refilled shot glass from out of his hands, drinking whatever was inside. Dally turned, about to yell at the jerk who had a lot of nerve stealing his drink, but he only smirked when he saw you. "You drink?" He laughed incredulously. "Yeah." You shrugged, asking the bartender for another.
  • Steve: "And everybody's goin' to get ripped!" You remembered when Steve told you about that party he wanted to throw once the greasers won that huge rumble. So, you took the liberty of throwing it for him. You invited every greaser in town, and turned it into a huge block party. Snacks, drinks, dancing, music, and more drinks. People arrived soon enough, and everybody had a blast. Steve gave you a huge hug out of thanks. "Y/N, I really can't thank you enough. Want some soda or somethin'?" He asked, doing anything to repay you. "Can you get me a beer?" You asked sweetly, giggling at his extremely surprised reaction.
  • Sodapop: Lately, you were drinking away your sorrows as you recapped everything that happened in the last month. Dallas died, Johnny died, your boyfriend cheated on you with your best friend. You haven't been truthful to your other best friend, Sodapop Curtis. He didn't know you were drinking this much, especially when you were underage. You went to the DX, thinking only Steve was working, because he was the only one who knew you were drinking. "Steve, I need beer fo-" "What do you mean 'beer'?" Sodapop yelled, and you froze. "Soda, it's no-" "No, Y/N, you're not gettin' one drop of liquor no more." He said.
  • Darry: It was your birthday, so what would one trip to the bar be without your best friends? You already celebrated your birthday with the gang the night before, so now you were with your friends from college. You went dancing, and you all had a couple drinks. There were plenty to go around since it was a really small group. Sadly the night ended, and you were all more than tipsy. You got home, and you couldn't stop smiling from all the fun you had. You threw your purse onto the couch, and let out a small giggle when you saw Darry in the kitchen, leaning against the counter and staring at you. "You look like you had fun."
  • Johnny: "The things a fake I.D. can get you." You laughed to yourself, sneaking into the drive-in. You had smuggled a bottle of beer in your jacket, creeping through the hole in the busted fence surrounding the drive-in. You saw a familiar black head of hair sitting in the back row, so you snuck up on him. "Boo." You whispered in his ear; he jumped out of surprise, but relaxed when he saw you. "You seem happy." He smiled at you, motioning you to sit down. "I got a new bottle, that's why." You smiled cheekily, winking at him as he laughed quietly.

Preference #22: Your daughter brings home her boyfriend (Part 2).

  • Darry: "And what are your intentions towards my daughter?" Darry asked, on edge. Today was not a good day for Darry; work was horrible, and he just had to come home to find out that his little girl has a boyfriend, Jack Peters. Jack Peters was a middle class boy, but he wasn't all that average. He was tall, and pretty strong. He was the star quarterback of the Will Rogers football team. Ella was a very popular cheerleader, so it was obvious that they would date. Your daughter, Ella, failed to tell Darry that she was bringing her boyfriend of two months to meet you both. You knew about him, but Darry didn't. He was basically fuming when he saw Jack's arm around Ella's waist! "Well, sir, since I work two jobs and all, I wouldn't have much time to do any of that stuff, y'know. I-I mean, n-not that I want to, but she's real busy with cheer and I'm busy with my work and football practices." "Do you have good grades?" Darry pressed, intimidating him even more. "Dad, he's a great student!" Ella whined, but Darry ignored her. "I'm watchin' you both."
  • Johnny: "I'm actually very excited to meet this boy, how about you?" You asked your husband. "I guess. She's only sixteen, though! I don't think this dating thing is too hot of an idea." "Darling, we dated when we were sixteen." You sighed. "But still! Y'know what? I guess I am excited. It's great that Rebecca found somebody. What's his name, anyway?" He chuckled. "I think his name is Rob Coulson, not too sure." You replied. You heard a car drive in "Rob's here! Oh, he's here! Everybody be cool, and please, do not embarrass me!" Rebecca giggled, opening the door for her boyfriend. The open door revealed a young boy, about the age of sixteen, with big brown eyes and jet-black hair. He had light skin, and he had a large scar on his hand. His hair was somewhat gelled back, but not enough for him to be called a greaser. "Come on in!" You smiled gently at him. "I'm Mrs. Cade, and this is my husband, Johnny." "Nice to meet you, kid." Johnny smiled at him, holding his hand out for Rob to shake. "N-nice to meet you too, s-sir." He stuttered, groaning once he realized that he was stuttering. "Wait, he's scared of me? Kid, don't be. You have no reason to be scared. Right?" "Yes, s-sir." Rob stuttered again. "We'll work on that." Rebecca giggled, kissing Rob's cheek.
  • Two-Bit: "I mean, I thought that it was a common rule; that once you're in a Chinese restaurant, you have to eat everything with chopsticks! And when I thought of everything, oh - I meant everything. I even ate the dessert - ice cream, to be exact. I ate it with chopsticks, too! The whole restaurant was wonderin' how I did it. They gave me a whole round of applause." And at that, you and your husband were in stitches. Your daughter, Anne, brought over her eighteen year-old riot of a boyfriend, Cory. Personality wise, he was the spitting image of Two-Bit! He even had eyes full of mischief, just like Two. "Kid, you're somethin' else!" Two-Bit managed to choke out once he got out of his laughing fit. Cory just smiled widely; he had great, big pearly whites and a charming smile. His eyes were bright blue, and his hair was rusty-colored. "Hey, you know how to use a blade?" Two-Bit asked in all seriousness; if any boy was going to date his daughter, he better know how to use a blade when he needs to. "No, actually. My dad said he'd teach me one day, but he never got around to doing it." Cory said, sadly; Anne told you that his dad ran out on him and his mom, just the same happened with Two-Bit. "Well, if you want to learn, how about I help you?" Two-Bit shrugged. "I don't see why not." Cory smiled; he knew that you both would approve of him.
  • Sodapop: "I think it's real nice that Jane found someone." You argued. "I don't like it one bit!" Sodapop huffed. "Dad?! Are you serious? I'm seventeen!" Jane scoffed from the back seat, crossing her arms in protest. "Exactly! And I don't want you to get involved in the things I was in when I was just that age!" He mumbled. Jane groaned, her face turning red. "That's nasty! Okay, just turn this corner and we'll find Zack's place." Jane continued. "'Zack'? Nice name." Soda scoffed, turning into an lowly part of town. Small houses, run-down cars, basically everything you and Sodapop experienced when you two were younger. Sodapop parked in the driveway and you both got out, Jane way ahead. She rushed up to the front door and rang the doorbell. The door opened to reveal a Greek god; well, he sure seemed like one for his age. Wild blonde hair, bright blue eyes, and the strong, tall build of a superhero. He had a dazzling grin that got even bigger when he saw Jane. "Jane, you made it!" He said. He was even British! "Oh God, he reminds me of me! This is bad, I'm not happy about this!" Sodapop yelled, throwing his hands in the air. "Sodapop!" You sighed, your head in your hands.

Preference #21: They hear you sing (Part 2).

  • A/N: *Ponyboy's preference sucks. I'm sorry. I ran out of ideas. :( xo - Sophie*
  • Johnny: You were hanging out in the lot, not particularly expecting anybody to join you. Night was just about to creep up on the skies of Tulsa. The beauty that is a sunset just passed, and then you heard footsteps racing closer towards you. You turned, and instantly stood up realizing that it was Johnny. "Johnny, what happened?!" You gasped, his eyes were glassed over as he tried to keep in his tears. "I - my parents, I can't take it no more, Y/N. I just can't!" He groaned, kicking a pebble. You could tell that he felt both angry and sad, so you just hugged him. "Lonely guitar, is there no one who loves us? Lonely guitar, not a soul seems to care. The stars in the sky look like teardrops because I've been crying." You quietly sang the words to Annette Funicello's "Lonely Guitar". His weeping soon subsided and he pulled away from the hug, looking at you with wide eyes. "Glory, Y/N," He breathed, not able to finish his sentence.
  • Steve: "I don't get it, what's so bad about racin'?! Soda does it, too!" "Steve, that's not what I said! I don't even care about what Soda can or can't do. I said that you should be more careful! I never said that there was anything bad about it." You tried to keep your voice leveled. "You're basically tellin' me to stop because you don't like it!" He yelled. "I never said that!" You gaped. "Yes, you did!" "You are so stubborn!" You yelled, running up to your room, closing the door on him. "Hey! Open the door!" Steve screamed, slamming his fist on it. "Calm down. Calm down." You told yourself. An old lullaby that your mother once sang to you came to your mind. "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy, when skies are grey. You'll never know dear, how much I love you, so please don't take my sunshine away." You sang and sang quietly to yourself, your voice growing a little louder. You just didn't realize that Steve stopped knocking, and that he was flat on the floor, trying to look inside the room through the space at the bottom of the door. "Oh, my." He whispered, wanting to hear you sing some more.
  • Darry: "My boyfriend's back, he's goin' to save my reputation. Hey-la, day-la, my boyfriend's back!" You sang out as you were making breakfast for you, Darry, Ponyboy, and Sodapop. You knew that Darry would wake up soon, and that Pony and Soda would be sleeping for long, so you sang quietly. You heard steps and a yawn in the hallway, and you smirked; one boy is up, two more to go. You continued the song, keeping your voice at the same level it was before. You felt arms wrap around your waist, and a kiss was placed onto your cheek. "Nice song! Your voice ain't too bad, either." Darry laughed. "Shut it! Sound travels, y'know!" You heard Sodapop yell. "Soda, shut up!" Ponyboy groaned.
  • Ponyboy: It was in music class. The teacher was trying to figure out who would be a soprano and who would be an alto. "Y/N, you're up next." The teacher gave you a comforting smile, and you sang some notes, just for the teacher to get an idea of your voice and how it would sound in different songs. You finished and the whole class clapped; only some people knew that you had a really strong voice, but now you were happy that more people heard you and that you weren't nervous about it at all. You sat back down in your seat, which was next to Ponyboy. "Y/N, I never knew you could sing like that! Why didn't I hear you ever before?!" He smiled, causing you to blush.

Preference #20: You play video games.

  • A/N: This is really new for me! Someone requested this and I'll try my best to write it! xo - Sophie
  • Ponyboy: "So, you just tilt the wheel like this?" Ponyboy asked. You nearly slammed your head into a wall; it wasn't that hard to understand! "Yeah, Pony, you do that." You sighed, finally taking the Mario Kart disc out of its box. "Don't blame me! I might even win first place." He huffed triumphantly. He ended up losing.
  • Sodapop: "Soda, how could you have possibly killed me?!" You gaped at him, nearly chucking the controller at his head. He just laughed at you. "Hey, it's not my fault you stink at Call Of Duty!" He laughed even harder now, clutching his stomach from laughing a little too much. "You know what, I'm leavin'." You hissed, obviously angry. You were the best at that game, how was he able to even come close to your score?! "Hey now, best two out of three?" He said, grabbing your hand and flashing you his signature grin.
  • Dally: "No, Y/N, you press A and then B!" Dally yelled at you, trying to stay alive in the game. "I'm no good at this, Jesus Christ! You kno- Dally, what did I do?!" You cried out, nearly about to give up. "Babe, you already died. You were lookin' at my screen the whole entire time. I hope you knew that." "Oh."
  • Two-Bit: "Doll, look what I found!" Two-Bit yelled, barging into your house. "What?" "Epic Mickey!" He sang, breaking the box open and sticking it into your Wii. "Turn on the controller!" He ordered, nearly peeing his pants of excitement. "Woah." You both sighed, looking at the graphics of the game before the starting menu even came up.
  • Darry: "And how come I haven't even heard of this game yet?!" He gasped, looking up at the item in your hand. You just bought Halo, and you decided to test it out with Darry. "Yup, I just bought it today. I don't get how you haven't heard, but that's okay." "I don't know why you're still standin' around, let's play!" You both ended up spending hours playing, until you finally finished the game.
  • Johnny: "Rock Band or Guitar Hero?" You asked Johnny, hoping he'd pick the latter. "Guitar Hero, why?" He responded as if it was the most obvious answer in the world. You punched the air in victory, and pulled out the video game and guitar-shaped controller out of the trunk of your parent's car. "No way, this is so cool!" He screamed out, clutching the items in his arms. "C'mon, I got the box fixed, let's go!" You giggled, grabbing his hand and running inside.
  • Steve: "Shoot that guy! No, not that one, the othe- Y/N, you're killin' me, literally!" Steve was yelling at you, trying to help you out, but he really wasn't being helpful. "Steve, how about you play for me?! I don't know how to do this!" You laughed helplessly, shaking your head and placing the controller on his lap. "No, no, no! Don't go! I promise not to yell at you." He grinned at you. You just shook your head and sat down defeatedly. "That's my girl. Okay, now press that button, move the joystick. No, babe, sto- oh, uh, kiddin'." He smiled a toothy smile at when he noticed that you were glaring up at him.

Preference #19: You both go on a trip.

  • Two-Bit: Now, let's be real here. Where else would Keith "Two-Bit" Mathews take you? You guessed it; Disneyland. You were happy to get the chance go on all of the rides, while he was nearly peeing his pants of excitement because he would get the chance to meet the one mouse that started it all.
  • Dallas: He took you to his home state, the famous New York. He may have lived there, but he apparently never lived close to Times Square. So, you two took the liberty in going on a little road trip all the way there. You both looked in the different stores and just took in the urban view of it all, something you'd rarely see in Tulsa.
  • Sodapop: You both went to Hollywood! With his good looks and your fashion sense, you both fit in just perfectly during your time there. California didn't have "Socs" or "greasers", they had people who knew how to entertain, and you saw a lot of them on every street.
  • Steve: He took you to New Jersey. With his cockiness and temper, it was as if he was a New Jersey native. You both went to the boardwalk and local fairs, looking for a way to make time pass.
  • Johnny: You both went to North Carolina. The scenery was absolutely amazing! The mountains were towering over you, causing your figures to both be extremely small. Once you both decided to hike up the mountains, you looked out and it was as if the world was endless.
  • Ponyboy: You two, of course because of your young age, were only able to go on a school field trip that was just considered a "real trip" because of where you were going. You two went to Kennedy Space Center in Florida, and you both were so interested by the massive rockets hanging inside the buildings and those outside for display.
  • Darry: You both decided to go to New Orleans. The music sounding out in the air was spectacular, and you two danced the nights away. The highlight of the evening was when the Sun was just hiding behind the buildings, soon passing the horizon.

Preference #18: How they celebrate your birthday.

  • *A/N*: I'm sorry that this was a little late! This is for the anon who's birthday was yesterday, I believe. <3 xo - Sophie
  • Dally: He made sure that there were no other parties going on at Buck's, so he threw a huge party with the help of the rest of the gang, himself, Buck, Tim Shepard's gang, a few greaser girlfriends, and your good friends from school. Of course, he didn't invite your parents, because he knew how much they disliked him.
  • Sodapop: Sodapop was famous for his wonderful cooking, but could he live up to the test of cooking a dinner for you both? That's what he decided to find out as he cooked up some mashed potatoes and fried chicken. and he somehow didn't set the kitchen on fire!
  • Darry: He had set up two small parties for you, one with the whole gang and one with just you both and his brothers. It was real sweet, he brought out a large, freshly baked chocolate cake from the fridge, and you all devoured it in seconds. Darry even pushed some cake into your face, leaving a mess in the house and starting an all-out food fight.
  • Steve: He took you out to the Nightly Double so you two can see the new Disney movie that you were dying to see, 101 Dalmatians. He knew how you absolutely loved the whimsy of Disney films, and he couldn't help but chuckle once in a while because of how the movie interested you.
  • Ponyboy: You ended up being sick on your birthday, so Ponyboy visited you instead and bought you a copy of a new book you wanted. You were a little too sick to even hold the book right, so Ponyboy read to you, causing you to fall asleep instantly.
  • Two-Bit: He woke you up on an early Saturday morning to get your birthday started off just right, and that was by watching Mickey Mouse. Then, you both ended up just watching more television and watching even more cartoons. The day finally ended with some cuddling and chocolate cake, even a drink or two.
  • Johnny: You claimed to know how much he cared for you and loved you, but he would always prove you wrong by showing you how much he really did do all of those things. Of course, you knew that he was a little tight on money, but he surprised you by buying you a beautiful diamond necklace which you now wore all the time.

Preference #17: Going shopping (Part 2).

  • Steve: Let's face it, Steve Randle wasn't one to stick around to shop with his girlfriend - at least not willingly. You begged him to come with you, and he just couldn't deny. He trudged behind you, while you power-walked throughout the whole mall. You could hear Steve yelling at you to wait, but you would just giggle and walk even faster. The faster he walked, the less of a chance there would be of him walking home, and he knew it. "C'mon honey, wait!" He panted as he tried to catch up to you. "Stop slowin' down! The more time you waste, the less time you'll see me in the little black dress!" You winked, turning around. And right when you winked, Steve started running at full speed.
  • Two-Bit: "Jesus, Two! Stop!" You groaned as you were trying to find a bra. You ordered your boyfriend to stay outside, but he would never listen to you. He was laughing loudly as he wore a red bra on his head. "What, doll? I'm just havin' a little fun!" He sang as he winked at you, pulling up a lacy underwear. You just blushed and ripped the undergarment from his hand, placing it back where it was. You noticed the other female shoppers shaking their heads in annoyance, and their boyfriends trying to not laugh, along with the workers.
  • Darry: "It's nice to have a day off." Darry smiled as he took a bite out of his pizza. You just nodded in agreement, taking a sip from his soda. You both just spent a few hours at the mall, and you decided to take a break at the food court. You bought a new skirt, and Darry treated himself to a new t-shirt. It was weird for you both, though; you had a busy job at The Dingo, and Darry also had little time on his hands because of his job. But, it was a good kind of weird since you both were spending quality time with each other.

Preference #16: They run into your ex-boyfriend.

  • Johnny: You were busy, so Johnny decided to hang out with Ponyboy. They were walking around, but Johnny stopped in his tracks when he saw your ex-boyfriend and his friends on the next block. Your ex was a greaser like Johnny, but Johnny was afraid of him, because he was muscular, strong, and a jerk. Johnny never really understood why you chose him over your ex, but he didn't complain.
  • Dally: It was during a rumble, greasers versus Socs. Everybody was taking part in the face-off; it was like a final showdown that you would see in an action movie. Dally was there, and so was your idiot ex; your ex-boyfriend was a Soc. You broke up with him because he cheated on you, and Dally was there for you during the break-up. Dally walked up to him and glared. "You the guy who cheated on Y/N?" He asked in his heavy accent. "Yeah, what's it to you? Never did like 'er, anyway, only 'er bod-." Your ex replied, but never finished talking. Dally socked him instantly, and an all-out war started.
  • Sodapop: "And then the pancakes burned! I made green pancakes for nothin'! I spent so much ti- Y/N? You there?" He joked, waving his hand in front of your face. But you just sat there, not paying attention to Sodapop, at The Dingo while staring at who was just outside the door. "Oh, God, no." You groaned as you hid your face in your hands, sinking into your seat. "What's wrong? Is it so-" Sodapop said, turning around to see what you were looking at, until you interrupted him. "No! Stop looking! It's my ex, he's here!" You hissed, pulling him back down. "Wow, he has a weird nose. What were you doin' with that guy?!" He asked you, gaping. "There's a reason why he's my ex, Soda." You reminded him, taking a sip out of your chocolate shake.
  • Steve: You made Steve go with you to the hospital because he broke his hand from punching some guy in the face. "I can't believe you punched someone, you're the one who usually gets punched!" You laughed when he snapped his head up to look at you. "Hey! That ain't funny!" He pouted. "It is to me." You said, kissing his cheek, then walking through the hospital entrance. "Hey, what's the big idea, pal?! Wasn't a punch enough?" You heard Steve yell as you were talking to the receptionist. "Well, I have a black eye, thanks to you!" You heard an all-too-familiar voice yell back. It was your ex-boyfriend. "Stevie, you punched him?! That's my ex-boyfriend! Good job!" You yelled, glaring at your ex-boyfriend who was gaping at you. Steve just smiled widely, because he knew that he sure did a good job.
  • Darry: You two were grocery-shopping, so you both split up and went to different isles. You reached the isle where the cake mix would be, and you noticed that there was only one more box left of vanilla cake mix, your favorite. You reached for it, but you froze when you heard someone's footsteps. "Is that the same thing you ate when I 'broke your heart'?" You heard the annoying voice of your ex. You cringed and turned around. "When 'you' broke my heart? Honey, I dumped you. Havin' fun with that broad?" You scoffed, taking your attention away from him. "No. I dumped 'er; I'm actually lookin' for someone else." He whispered, getting close to you. "Step away from her before I punch your face in." You heard Darry snarl. Your ex's eyes went wide when he saw Darry, and he was gone in a few seconds. "Thanks, Superman." You breathed. "You're welcome, darlin'. But, why did you go for the losers?" Darry asked, dumbfounded while putting his favorite soda into the cart.
  • Ponyboy: He was sitting in the back of the room in Science class, and you were sitting in the front. Sadly, you two weren't partners, so you both weren't able to talk to each other in class. Even worse, your ex-boyfriend sat at the table in front of Ponyboy, but the actual seat next in front of Pony was empty. "Y/N, I'm going to ask you to move seats today. Please move to the seat in front of Ponyboy." Your teacher drawled, and you felt yourself go pale. Your teacher had to be joking. You grabbed your things and moved to where your teacher told you to sit. In reality, there was no bad blood between you and your ex; you both mutually ended things. You just felt a little awkward. Your ex just smiled at you, and you managed to smile back, but Pony noticed your discomfort and kept a close eye on you both. Nobody was allowed to fool around with you, bad blood or not; you were Pony's girl, no one else's.
  • Two-Bit: You saw your ex drinking a beer, talking to some random kids. "Uh, Two, I need to tell you somethin'." You squeaked, nervously playing with the hem of your skirt. "What is it, sweetie?" He asked, walking with you on the way to a party. "Okay, my ex is here at this party, so stay away from him! I don't want drama, this party can't be ruined by tension. Oh no, he's there!" You rushed, not pausing for any breaths. He just stared at you. "Okay." He shrugged, and you were left in shock. You didn't ask anymore questions, and time flew by. You both decided to have a beer, and he went to the bar to get the bottles. You thought he'd be quick, but it took forever. He finally came, a smile on his face, and handed you the beer. "What was the hold-up?" You casually asked. "Oh, nothin'. I was gettin' a few beers and a guy complimented my jacket. He's sittin' righ' over there!" Two-Bit pointed to the guy, and you nearly spit out your beer. It was your ex, waving at you with a big grin.

Preference #15: You're scared (Part 2).

  • Ponyboy: "Ponyboy, why'd you pick this one?!" You hissed as you faced the opposite of the big screen in the movie theater. Ponyboy told you he got tickets for a comedy; but, he lied. You were currently hiding behind your boyfriend, hearing the screams and splashes of blood from a horror movie. "Well, I thought you were goin' to cuddle with me, since girls do that durin' scary movies." He shrugged, taking a sip of your Coca-Cola.
  • Darry: You were sick and home alone, so there wasn't much to keep yourself entertained. Everything was boringly quiet, until you heard the frightening sound of something shattering. You froze, but got enough sense to run and hide in the closet. Then, you heard somebody rummaging through a few things downstairs, the burning of rubber in the driveway, and yelling being exchanged. The yelling soon ceased with a punch so loud that the whole neighborhood could hear it. "Baby? Y/N?! Where are you?!" You heard Darry scream as his footsteps became louder. "In here!" You squeaked, and the closet door was nearly came off of the hinges. "Thank God you're safe, someone broke in. Are you okay?!" He frantically said, giving you the biggest hug ever. "I'm fine, you?" You coughed, then continuing. "I heard a punch." You recalled. "Now, who d'you think threw it?" He smiled, kissing your cheek and hugging you again.
  • Steve: You had no school, so you were helping Steve at the DX. "Doll, go back inside and get me a Coke, please?" He asked, glancing up at you from under the car's hood. You nodded, and walked inside. You searched and searched, but stopped when you felt an unfamiliar hand on your waist. You turned to see who the wise-guy was. It was some Soc, and you just rolled your eyes, cringing. He had an smirk on his face that could put even Dally to shame, but it was scary. "Hi, doll." He whispered, but you shook his hand off. "Only my boyfriend calls me 'doll'." You hissed, but you just angered him. "I call you wh-" "Hey! Get your hands off o' her!" Steve yelled, and you knew he'd take care of it.
  • Johnny: You both were in the lot, gazing up at the stars. "Sure is beautiful, huh?" He whispered. "Yeah." You said simply, at a loss for words. "Hey, is that a shooting star? Look at i- oh my God!" You suddenly yelled, and you both got up with a jolt. "What the - what happened, Y/N?!" He panicked, while you looked straight into the bushes. "There's somethin' in there." You pointed, when you heard the leaves rustle. "You sure? Well, let's go." He said, and you both jogged to your house. There were so many possibilities as to what it could have been; a rabid dog, a poisonous snake, even a person! But, it turned out to be a bunny.

Preference #14: Your favorite thing to do during the winter.

  • Dally: Every year, you love to go ice skating with your closest friends. So, you decided to invite Dally this time. He never really did ice skate before, so he surprisingly decided to go with you. You didn't hesitate to laugh every time he fell on his butt or flat on his face, though.
  • Two-Bit: You two love to cuddle under the covers and watch Mickey Mouse while eating chocolate cake, which Two-Bit may or may not have smuggled from the Curtis house. He knows how you don't really like him drinking around you, so he doesn't have a beer with him in sight.
  • Sodapop: Sodapop loves to wake you up early so you two can go out into the snow. You both clothe yourselves in heavy coats, boots, thickest pair of pants, turtleneck sweaters, and then you instantly plop down into the snow, soon making snow angels and snowmen. You both don't hesitate to throw some snowballs at each other, either.
  • Johnny: You just go out onto the porch and look at the snowflakes fall ever so gently. Johnny loved how the snowflakes would fall onto your hair and eyelashes. He loved how beautiful you looked, and he'd admire you until you dragged him outside to join you.
  • Ponyboy: Ponyboy didn't care if there was a huge snowfall outside. He would still take you to go out to the Nightly Double and watch a good movie. You loved it, because nobody else in Tulsa would dare to go outside in a huge snowstorm like those you two have been in.
  • Darry: You both would go sledding on the makeshift hill you two formed out of snow. Then, he brought Sodapop and Ponyboy out. The four of you split into two teams; the ultimate snowball fight would begin. Sodapop was on your team, and Pony was on Darry's. You and Sodapop would beat them every time, but Darry would claim that he let you win.
  • Steve: Steve would take you on a small joyride throughout Tulsa in one of the cars he was working on. He would open the windows, so the town could hear your screams and the snow falling would fill into the car. You both loved it, because you would feel so carefree together.