"Come on guys, were gonna be late!" The film started at seven pm, it was already half past six. Sodapop, his younger brother Ponyboy, their friends Johnny, Dally, Steve and Two-Bit were off to the movies. It was an activity in which the group of friends often indulged in. However their main reason for going wasn't to watch a movie, it was to look for girls. The movies were like a beehive; well if girls were bees.

"Soda, honestly if you spend anymore time making yourself look beautiful, we won't get to see the film till next week!" remarked Steve, straightening his slightly creased, blue DX shirt.

Steve was Soda's best friend, since grade school. He was lean, and medium built, not too tall and not too short. He had jet-black hair, and mystical green eyes. His distinguishing features and wacky smile made him attractive, yet he looked mysterious and perhaps even slightly rough- this was due to the old scar embedded in his tanned complexion. That scar told a story; I suppose you could say it was a battle wound from a rumble in which they fought the soc's. This was another time-honoured tradition for the gang. Rumbles. They just couldn't get enough of the high-energy adrenaline rush as they fought the soc's.

Soda however, wasn't as lean as Steve; he was a medium build, with broad shoulders and a steady frame. He had a sensitive face that somehow managed to be reckless, and considerate at the same time. His eyes were a lively dark brown. They danced, recklessly when he laughed. He could be gentle and sympathetic one minute then on fire with anger the next. He was unpredictable.

It was ten to seven. The six of them left the Curtis residence and walked down the sidewalk towards the movies. Ponyboy, the youngest of the six, was kicking a can down the street, much to Steve's annoyance. The rusty can scraped the concrete pavement creating the most irritating scraping noise.

"Stop it, Pony! Geez, you're driving me crazy. Kickin' that can!" Steve exclaimed.

"I was only kicking it, just thinkin'. Didn't realise what I was doin'," replied Pony. "Shoot, I hope there's some decent girls at this film. The ones last week weren't too clever. Well except that blonde one, shoot, she was all over me!"

"HA! All over you! Are you joking? Pony, she rejected you. She was all over me!" Dally laughed. "Ponyboy do you honestly think you got a shot when Dallas Winston's on the cards! Ha Pony you crack me up!"

Dallas Winston was one of a kind. He was rough and ruggedly handsome. He was a bad boy. He'd had his fair share of run ins with the fuzz. Dally was proud of that, he was proud of who he was, and no one was going to tell him differently. As he walked along the sidewalk, his dark hair moved in the summer breeze. His electric blue eyes glistened, darting about looking for mischief.

Ponyboy was the youngest Curtis brother, he was intelligent and thoughtful, and he was intuitively one with nature. Ponyboy was the one greaser who appreciated simple things, like sunsets, and clouds, this made him different. This made him special. Ponyboy had greenish grey eyes, and dark hair.

The sky was a pink - red colour, Pony noticed as he glanced up at the mid-June sky. As he thought he realised there was a slight summer breeze hanging around. What a nice day, he thought to himself.

They made their way to a row of seats, which surprisingly enough was situated near a group of girls.

"Good seats! Look at those broads over there," Two-Bit stated, pointing towards the group of girls, sitting behind and slightly to the left of them. There was four of them, all reasonably pretty, all naïve to the fact they were being looked at by a group of rouges.

Two-Bit Matthew's was a reasonably attractive, he was witty, sarcastic, and never without a joke. He had short mousy brown hair and a cheeky grin. He was wearing a yellow t-shirt with a picture of Mickey Mouse printed on the front. Two-Bit was a big fan of Mickey and rarely missed a show.

"Soda aren't those girls in your English class?" Johnny asked, for some reason he found himself curious although he wasn't sure why, he only went to the movies to watch the film; rather than check out girls.

"Shoot, yeah they are, I think anyway." Soda said whilst messing on with his hair. "Actually I sit with the one with the dark hair or at least I used to till last week when I got moved, 'cos apparently I wasn't doin' any work, so I had to go to the front. I'm sure the teacher fancies me." Steve and Johnny looked at Soda in disbelief. Johnny smiled; he thought Soda was amusing, he had a dry sense of humour in which he sort of idolised himself.

Johnny was 16 but he looked about 14. His eyes were a chocolate brown; they looked tired and older than they were- this was partly due to the domestic violence he suffered in his home. He was everyone's kid brother. The little pet of the gang. He was an outcast in his own home, the gang were his sanction, and they were the only ones to show him any sort of affection. His dark hair was excessively gelled to keep it from falling into his eyes. He was the nicest boy you could meet and also the most nervous.

"Which one you diggin' then? Soda? Which ones your fancy bit from school? Hey isn't that Tori Jameson?" Dally was intrigued, he was leaning on the edge of his seat staring up at the brunette, chewing on a straw.

"Yeah it sure is. That's Tori alright." Soda said with a smile. "Two-Bit isn't that Leigh Stocker? The one you used to stalk?" Soda tried to change the subject. He had always liked Tori, but he didn't want Dally to know that.

"I didn't stalk her I just liked her for a time. But yeah that's her and she looks pretty damn fine." Two-Bit remarked, expressing a cheeky grin. "Come on Soda, let's go and chat to them."

"Whoa! Wait for me! You guys aren't going anywhere without me! Come on Soda introduce me to the honey!" Dally exclaimed, as he stood up. Dally glanced at Steve, his eyes were electrifyingly powerful. Steve laughed.

"Fine I will, but am telling you Dal, Tori won't be interested in you." Soda said with a smug grin. Secretly he hoped she wasn't.

As Soda, Two-Bit and Dally approached the girls, Tori looked straight at them, unsure at what was about to happen. She nudged the blonde girl sitting next to her. She too looked. What was going on?

"Hey Tori," Soda said. Dally nudged him in the side, Soda stumbled forward, his face turned a pale shade of red. "Oh this is Dally and you guys know Two-Bit."

Tori looked uneasy, yet she smiled and confidently said, "Hi, yeah I know Two-Bit, and I've also heard of Dally." Her majestic green eyes darted over the faces of the 3 boys, and met Soda's eyes, their eyes were fixated on each other for a minute, until Tori realised her staring was obvious. "Yeah so, this is Leigh, Two-Bit am sure you already know her! And this is Shelly, and Kirsten." Tori was smiling, she had small dimples in her cheeks and a white, clean cheeky smile. She was slim, about 5ft6 and had long dark brown hair. She was really attractive. Tori had a reputation for being a bit of a player.

Her friend Leigh on the other hand, had shoulder length blonde hair, and dazzling blue eyes, again she was slim and attractive. Shelly had brown hair and was the quietest of the four; she rarely attended school and felt uncomfortable in large crowds. Kirsten was pretty, in an unusual way. She had a petite frame, small facial features, dark eyes, and jet-black hair.

Tori looked at Soda and then at Leigh- why had they come over? They weren't talking? Or at least not about anything important. Suddenly Dally spoke.

"So how about you lovely ladies come sit with us. We got some popcorn and some drinks. And don't worry about Ponyboy – (he's the little one), he won't bother you" Dally looked at the four girls trying to anticipate their response.

"Yeah why not." Leigh said abruptly. "Well that is if you fancy it?" she said looking at her friends for approval.

"Why not. Its not like these seats are any better than those ones," Kirsten said, much to Soda's delight.

They all walked over to where the rest of the gang were sat. Soda shot Steve a look indicating he was going to pull. Steve grinned then looked at Tori, his expression changed, he approved.

The film started. Two-Bit eagerly tried to make conversation with Leigh, asking her about general things, throwing in a couple of witty comments, which made Leigh laugh.

"Look at Two-Bit and Leigh, they look like they're getting on well!" Tori laughed, and smiled at Kirsten.

"Yeah I noticed!" Kirsten grinned and turned her attention back to the film, and placed her hand on Steve's leg. Steve smiled, and looked at Soda. Soda grinned and gave him the thumbs up. Steve turned back to the movie while pretending not to notice Kirsten's hand becoming higher on his thigh.

"Hey Tor, look your pals got her hand on Steve's leg!" Soda excitedly spilled out.

Tori glanced over to see. "Yep, I guess she likes him." Tori said in a sombre tone.

"What's up? You seem sad." Soda asked with a look of concern on his face.

"Oh its nothin' just got a bit jealous!" Tori laughed nervously.

"You fancy Steve? You? Really?" Soda urged the question, his heart sunk.

"No! I mean of the whole situation. Never mind. Let's just forget I ever brought it up!"

"No, I mean okay, if that's what you want." Soda was concocting a plan as he spoke, although what his intentions were he was unsure, however he did know he liked Tori, she was flirty and he liked that. "So which one of the guys you got your eyes on?"

"Ha, wouldn't you like to know! And who's to say I fancy any of them!" Tori's eyes flirtily danced over Soda's body, smiled and turned back to the film. Soda leaned forward and gently pulled Tori around so she was facing him.

"What!" Tori smiled, and said, "Really I don't fancy any of your friends. There you happy now."

"Em, yeah I suppose, anyway I wasn't gonna ask you, just wanted to see your smile again. Its pretty intense!" Soda sat nervously twidiling a small section of his shirt, patiently waiting for a response.

"Intense? Ha! Didn't know a smile could be intense. That's rather creative. I like it."

"You do huh? And what else do you like?" Soda said. His body was becoming increasingly twisted towards Tori.

"I like loads of stuff, like…"

"Like…?" Soda's eyes were fixated on Tori, anticipating the answer.

"Like you, and films, and clothes and you know things that all girls like," Tori quickly pretended like she hadn't admitted that, in all honesty, she thought Soda was hot.

"Like me?…" Soda's voice trailed off. Had he heard right? Soda had liked Tori for a while, if she liked him, how hadn't he noticed?

Tori turned to look at Soda. "Yeah, I like you. That's why I don't like your friends. I like you Sodapop."

He had heard right. She did like him. Or was she lying? But why would she lie? No one else was listening. But he had heard she was a player. Should he kiss her? He had nothing to lose.

Soda leaned in and kissed Tori. His full lips met her soft, strawberry flavoured lips. The kiss was soft and still passionate.

The film ended. Ponyboy, Johnny and Dally walked ahead.

"Can't believe Soda pulled her! And I got stuck with smelly Shelly, the quiet one. The goody two shoes! Great huh!" Dally sulked as he made the journey home.

"Was she really smelly?" Pony asked interested by this fact.

"No,not really she was just so dull. She told me her whole life story! Geez! I would have rather watched the film!" Dally shot back.

Whilst Soda and Tori had been getting better acquainted, Leigh and Two-Bit made out, and Steve and Kirsten hit it off real well, Dally had started chatting to Shelly, but she rejected him. Not because of his looks, she thought Dally was fine looking, but she didn't like the idea of someone with a police record. However they chatted for a bit, and Dally found out that Shelly was pretty boring, and he didn't really know why she was hanging around with Tori, Leigh and Kirsten as they seemed totally different to her.

"Anyway, we'll see you guys tomorrow. Am gonna walk Leigh home and then

go home myself yeah? See you later!" Two-Bit announced.

"Okay see you! Don't do anything I wouldn't do. And be careful!" Tori joked back.

Two-Bit and Leigh walked off down Cormorant Avenue, holding hands. Shortly afterwards Steve went home, as did Kirsten and Shelly. The group of five approached Lingford Road, and Tori stopped in her tracks. "Well guess this is my stop. I guess I'll see you tomorrow at school if you actually turn up!"

Soda leaned in and kissed Tori. The kiss was deep and meaningful. He smiled at her.

"Goodnight." He watched as her delicate slender frame entered the house and disappeared into the darkness.

"How did you manage that?" Dally questioned, a look of disbelief over his mischievous face. Ponyboy looked from his brother to Dally, waiting for the answer.

"I just don't know Dal, I just don't know. Guess it just happened! Didn't even know she liked me. Anyway was just a kiss right? I mean she never asked for anything other than a kiss. In fact she didn't ask for that!" Soda exclaimed remembering.

"Geez, I don't know how you do it! Well you guys I'm hitting the hay. Night." And with this Dally turned a corner and disappeared into the shadows.

"Johnny Cake, you wanna stop at ours? Its pretty late and you know your welcome?" Soda asked Johnny.

"Sure, beats living at home." Johnny thought to himself that it wouldn't make a difference if he were at home or not. Nobody cared.

"Come on the Soda. We better be getting back. Shoot, you know what Darry's like on a school night! Well we'll just have to tell him the reason were late is because you were making out with Tori Jameson and see what he says." Pony teased.

Darry was the oldest of the three Curtis brothers. He was taller and more muscular than Soda, and had cared for his brothers since his parents died. He had excitable green eyes, and mousy hair. Darry was the oldest of the gang, and certainly the most mature. The death of their parents had made him grow old before his time.