My name is Mya Dymind. I used to live in New York, until a few days ago. I just moved to Tulsa, Oklahoma after my mom pasted away. I'm 16 years old (will be 17 in November) and I have dark brown hair and bright green eyes. I'm not a Greaser and I'm not a Soc, well I used to be a Soc girl but then I decided to quit the gang because I found out that the guys in the gang went around getting drunk and jumping innocent people, and I don't dig that.

I'm in grade 11. I get A's in most of my classes and I'm usually a good student, but that doesn't mean I don't like to get in trouble. I have a bit of history with the cops. I smoke. I usually dress like the badass I am with blue skinny jeans, a colored shirt and my black leather jacket. I always had my switchblade in my pocket. My hair is usually open and shiny with the little bit of Grease I use in my hair. Ever since I left the Socs, I stopped dressing fancy and started acting more like a Greaser, and I loved it. Greasers were a lot better than Socs. I knew that this town had a lot of Greasers in it so I knew I had to play my cards right if I saw them.

(AN: I wanted to kind of describe Mya and her life a bit so from here foreword the story starts)

After School (Mya's POV)

"Hey Mya." I turned around and saw a blue Mustang pull up next to me. It was Randy. I remembered him from New York. I rolled my eyes and kept walking. "So are you a Greaser now?"

"What's it to you?" I asked and kept walking. The car followed me.

"Well if you remember from the amazing time when you were one us," Randy said getting out of the car along with 3 other Socs. Bob, Jason and Mike. "We jump Greasers and well you're one of them so we have to do the same to you."

They lunged at me and I pulled out my switchblade. Jason shoved me against the fence and Mike wrapped his hands around my throat, cutting off my air. One of them pulled out a blade and cut into my cheek, then my chin. I was starting to black out, and I fell from their grasp. My wrist hit the concrete and I screamed in pain. Someone wrapped their hand around my windpipe and the blade cut my neck. Someone kicked my ribs about 4 times and I screamed again. I was almost unconscious and I heard a faint yell and someone running toward me and I blacked out.

Soda's POV

I heard a scream. Then another. I grabbed Steve and ran toward the sound. Steve pointed the blue Mustang parked on the side of the road. We ran to where 4 Socs surrounded a girl that was covered in blood. Her eyes were closed and blood dripped down her neck and stained her shirt. She had a black switchblade in her left hand that was splattered with blood. I ran toward the soc that had a hand around her neck and punched him in the stomach. Steve pulled out a blade and stabbed another one in the arm. They ran off after blood began dripping out of the cut. We ran toward the girl and rolled her over. Her cheek and neck were sticky with blood and her neck was starting to turn purple.

"We have to get her to your house." Steve said. " Darry should be able to help her."

"Good idea." I said and picked up the girl and ran back toward my house.

At the Curtis' house

I banged on the door and Ponyboy came and opened it. I shoved past him and put her on the sofa.

"Uh Soda. Why are you holding a girl?" Darry asked me. The rest of the gang looked at me.

"Look." I said a pointed to the cuts and bruises. "She got jumped by a bunch of Socs. They were trying to kill her. We have to help her or she might die." I pleaded.

"Ponyboy get the first aid kit. Steve get some icepacks." Darry said with a sigh. I brushed her hair out of her eyes and I couldn't help but stare. She was beautiful. I lifted her left hand and slowly took the black switchblade out of her hand and handed it to Two-bit. "Clean this then put it on the table. Don't play with it."

Two-bit's POV

The girl was hot. Like Greaser girl hot. I've never seen Soda be this concerned about someone before. His eyes were cold and he wouldn't leave her side for a minute. I finished cleaning her blade then I realized, no one would carry a weapon unless they had a reason, like being in a gang. She could be a Soc but she didn't dress like one and she couldn't be a Greaser, we have ever seen her before. Whatever, we'll figure it out when she wakes up.

Darry and Soda bandaged her cuts and held an icepack to her neck and ribs. Her neck and ribs were swollen and purple.

"We gotta let her rest." Soda said. "Can she stay for a bit?" He pleaded with his big blue eyes.

"Fine." Darry said. "Only until she wakes up."

A few hours later

No ONE'S pov

The gang had let the girl rest for a little while. They sat in the front yard smoking and drinking.

"Lets go check on her." Darry said.

The girl was still asleep on the sofa but the blade was in her hand.

"Uh guys who put the blade in her hand." Ponyboy asked.

No one said anything until Dally sat on the edge of the sofa. "Guys she's not sleeping." Dally said and that's when she jumped up and shoved Dally against the carpet and pressed the tip of her knife against his throat. They were all in shock. No one had ever beaten Dallas Winston so easily. She looked at all of them with her bright green eyes. She moved slightly and winced in pain. They she spoke.

''Why did you take me here Socs?" She asked.

"Relax. We saved you from the Socs. We are Greasers. I'm Soda." He said and introduced the rest of the gang. She slowly stood up and winced again. "I'm Mya Dymind." She said.

"Are you new to this town? I've never seen you before." Soda said.

"Just moved here." Mya said.

"Are you a Soc or a Greaser?" Two-bit asked.

"I WAS a Soc." She said. "I left after I found out what they did."

"So you're a Greaser?"

"I don't know. I guess, if that's okay with y'all." Mya said. " I'm sorry for jumping like that."

"Don't worry about it doll."Dally said and tried to put an arm around her shoulders. She kicked him in the shin and moved away from him.

She looked at Soda. His eyes sparkled with amusement and took her hand. "Your safe here. And we would love for you to be a Greaser. You're a badass and we could use you." Soda said and you got lost in each other's eyes.

"Ahem." Two-bit said and they both blushed.

"One more thing." Mya said and put a hand to her ribs. "I don't feel too good." And she collapsed into Soda's arms.

I hope you guys can kinda see the pairing in this story. Soda x Mya. But this love story won't be so simple, you have been warned. ~ 17