"Get Off!" I screamed, trying to get the Soc off me. "Shut this chick up, Randy!" The Soc ordered. Randy, the dark haired Soc, had a container of vodka in his hand. He poured some of the vodka onto my face, and it slowly dripped into my mouth. I spit the vodka in my mouth out at the soc on me, and he cringed. The Soc suddenly pulled out a opened switchblade, and put the blade up to my neck. He was slowly moving it across my neck, and it started to bleed. I finally managed to get loose, and the Soc dropped his switchblade. I crawled over to the switchblade, and picked it up. I pinned the Soc down on the ground, and put the blade on his neck.

Randy, the other Soc, got scared and ran away. The cut that Soc gave me was bleeding alot, and dripping onto the Soc's yellow, cashmere sweater. I quickly moved the blade across his neck, and it made a small cut. "You give?" I asked. The Soc merely nodded. I let him go, and we both stood up. I wiped the remaining blood on the switchblade onto my jeans, and the Soc extended his hand for me to give it back. I stared at him blankly. "You aren't gonna give it back, are ya?" He asked. "No," I replied quietly, "I'm not gonna give it back." I closed the switchblade and put it into the back pocket of my jeans.

Suddenly, a handsome, gold-brown haired teenager ran over. He was dressed in a light blue t-shirt, and hat. I assumed he worked at the DX gas station, becuase he had 'DX' on his shirt and hat. "What'd this damn Soc do to ya?" He asked. "I have a name, grease," The Soc said roughly, "It's Bob." "Thats great," The teenager said sarcasticly, "My names Sodapop Curtis." Bob started to laugh. "Sodapop? You're name is Sodapop?! That's just hilarious. What a stupid name." Sodapop glared at Bob. "Bob, shut the hell up. Why are you still here anyways?" I said sassily. Bob gave me a dirty look, and started walking down the street. Sodapop and I walked the other way. "So, whats your name?" He asked. "Uh.. Oh.. It's Dani," I paused. "You work at the DX, right?" "Yeah. I do. I work there with my buddy Steve Randle," Soda said, "You can come meet him and the gang if ya wanna, they're all at my place." "Okay. I ain't got nowhere to go anyways." I said, looking down at my shoes. Sodapop cocked an eyebrow, and said, "Why don'tchya have anywere to go?" I replied quietly, "Well, I have my own place. But I'm always alone. See, my parents died. Well, I dunno if my Mom is. She ran out on my Dad a coupla years ago and she's never came back. My Dad died from a heart attack 2 years ago... I've been livin' by myself for awhile now." "Aww shoot. My parents are dead, too," Soda said, "I've lived with my brothers, Darry and Ponyboy since they've died."

I nodded. I didn't really like talking about my parents, but sometimes I guess have to. "So," Soda said, "Are ya still in school?" I replied, "Yeah. I'm only 16. I rarely even go to school though.. I only go to see my friends and stuff." Soda nodded. We finally got to Soda's house. It was a white house, with a rusty metal fence in the front. It seemed like a nice house. My house is okay too. "Well, this is my place. Come on in." Soda said as he opened the door. I walked in slowly, and saw 6 other guys in the house. "Well, Dani, this is the gang. That's Pony and Darry, my brothers, and thats Dallas Winston, Steve Randle, Two-Bit Mathews and Johnny Cade." Sodapop said, pointing at people. "Hey.." I said shyly. "Hey." Everyone said together.

"Well, sit down." Soda said, as he sat on a over-stuffed chair. I sat down akwardly on the couch, next to Dallas. He looked real dangerous. He had dark hair and eyes. He was wearing a leather jacket with a shirt underneath, jeans and black boots. He scooted closer to me. "Hey, baby. Want me to show ya a good time?" He asked as he put his arm around me. "No," I said, as I took his arm off my shouders, and cringed, "No I don't." "Aww, come on, Dally. Be nice." Pony said. Dally replied, with a dangerous smile, "I'm never nice. I thought you knew that." Pony made a snobby look at Dally. Suddenly, Two-Bit turned the TV on and turned it to Mickey Mouse. I could tell he liked Mickey by his shirt. As soon as he saw Mickey Mouse, he had a huge smile on his face. I quickly got up to get away from Dally, and sat down by Two-Bit. "Aww man. Mickey Mouse is a real tuff show!" I said. Two-Bit nodded. "Yeah. You like Mickey, too?" "Yeah," I laughed, "I've liked this show since.. Hmm. I've liked it for a long time." Two-Bit nodded, and replied, "Boy, that's real tuff. You dig okay." I smiled. "Thanks, I guess. You dig okay, too." I replied. This Two-Bit kid wasn't that bad looking. He had nice hair, and he always seemed happy. He was wearing a Mickey Mouse shirt under a black leather jacket. He had jeans on, and his socks were showing because his pants were too short. He had black converse shoes on - the same kind I had on.

Dally was glaring at Two-Bit, but I don't think Two-Bit cared much. Sure, I bet he was afraid of Dally, but it didn't seem like he was now. I wonder if everyone is afraid of Dally - I mean, I know I just met him and stuff, but he looks real dangerous. Two-Bit cocked an eyebrow, merely shrugged, and looked back at the TV. Dally said, a bit too loud, "Anybody wanna go to Dairy Queen with me? I'm starvin', man!" "I will! I'm starvin' too. And I want some ice-cream." Two-Bit said, smiling. "Naw, I can't go. I gotta work tonight. Soda can't go either 'cause he has work tommorow mornin'. I don't want Pony to go. He can't get in no trouble." Darry said. Dally just shrugged. Dally suddenly glanced over me. "Dani, do you wanna come? I'll pay for ya." He said. Two-Bit winked at me. "Fine," I said sassily, "But if you try one thing on me, I'm leavin'." "Yeah, well, I'll make sure nothin' happens, Dani." Two-Bit said. I smiled. Dally slapped Two-Bit across the head, and headed out the door. Two-Bit followed after, but it seems like he was waiting for me. "See ya later, guys. Nice meetin' ya." I said, smiling. "Bye, Dani!" Everyone said. I ran out the door to catch up with Two-Bit and Dally. "It's 'bout time ya got here." Dally said bitterly. I made a discusted face at him. He just laughed and smirked.

We continued to walk in silence. It seemed like it took us hours to walk to Dairy Queen, but it was only around 3 o' clock. Finally, we arrived at Dairy Queen. I walked inside, with Two-Bit and Dally following. We walked up to the counter, where you order you're food. "Dani," Dally began, "Whatta you wanna get?" I shrugged and looked up at the menu. "Umm.. I'll have a chocolate ice-cream come." I said, and smiled. "Hey wise guy, you forgot to ask what I wanted." Two-Bit said. "Oh, golly. I almost forgot about poor ol' Two-Bit. What do you want?" Dally asked. Two-Bit replied, "Some fries, a shake, a burger, an ice-cream cone.. And.. No, make that two burgers." The order taking person came, after Dally was screaming for him a few times. "It's about damn time," Dally said dangerously, "Okay. I'd like two orders of fries, two shakes, two burgers and two chocolate ice-cream cones." The order taker guy rolled his eyes. "Whatever. That'll be eleven dollars and twenty-five cents," He said, "Boy, that's one massive cut you got there, baby. Where'd you get that bigga cut?" "Oh, Uh.. I got.. Jumped by some Socs earlier today." I said quietly. After 5 minutes or so of wating, our order came. I slid into a booth next to Two-Bit. "Here's you're ice-cream, Dani," Dally said as he handed me the cone, and then he began to gather Two-Bit's food, "And here's your food, Two-Bit."

It was silent most of the time we were eating. All I could hear is Two-Bit stuffing his face full of food, and Dally kicking me in the leg, trying to start a game of footsie with me. I ended up sitting cross-legged on the booth, because it was annoying me so much. Sure, Dally wasn't bad looking. Heck, he wasn't bad looking at all. It was still annoying though. Everytime Dally would kick me in the leg, I would let out this high-pitched yelp because the kicks usually hurt. He smirked everytime I did that. I stole one of Two-Bit's fries, and he slapped me across the head, smiling. "Man, Two-Bit, Are you done yet?" Dally asked. "Almost." Two-Bit said, as he stuffed the last of his burger into his mouth. He crumbled all of the food wrappers on the table into a little ball, and threw it into the garbage can.

"How 'bout we go get some beer.. And.. Stuff?" Dally asked, with a odd looking grin on his face. "Yeah, man. Lets go. I know a real tuff liquor store a coupl'a blocks from here. We can get a few six-packs of bud or somethin'. You ever drink, Dani?" Two-Bit asked. "I've drank once or twice. I don't like beer that much though. I guess I don't got the taste for it." I said, looking at Two-Bit. "You're insane." Two-Bit said, smiling. "Yeah, whatever. I'm really the one who is insane.." I said sarcasticly. Dally was glaring at Two-Bit again. We turned the corner, and I saw the liquor place. We walked in, and saw two teens making out near the exit. "Get a damn room." Two-Bit said merrily. Dally walked over to the cooler thing, took out two six-packs of bud, and Two-Bit got another pack. They walked over to the purchase counter, but the guy was asleep. Dally just shrugged it off and walked out the door. Two-Bit followed after. I walked out slowly, making sure nobody saw us. The teens making-out were too busy to notice. "Aren't you gonna pay for that?!" I asked. "Naw man, I ain't gonna pay for it." Dally said as he sat down on the grass and opened the six-pack container and pulled out a beer. He opened the can with his mouth, and took a drink. Two-Bit did the same. "Come on, Dani. Get a beer." Two-Bit said, gulping down cans. I sat down akwardly on the grass, and grabbed for a beer. I took a drink. Suddenly, I was finished with the beer and grabbed more. I gulped it down real fast, and grabbed more, and more and more. "Jesus Christ, Dani! Slow down!" Dally said, astonished. Everything was looking all fuzzy to me. "Ugghh," I moaned, "I don't feel good."

I stood up, leaned to one side, and threw up. I suddenly fell backwards, and my head crashed against the hard sidewalk. After that, I couldn't hear or see a thing. Everything went black.