Fall back from the Frontline
Author's Notes: Rated for language and some sexual thoughts/actions. This is written based on whatever just happens to pop into my head. There is slash for sure, I'll tell you right now. If you don't know what that is or you're just against gay people then please, I beg you not to read it. I'm very impatient when it comes to flames and I take these things out on the world. Why you ask? Because I'm a Taurus. And I just do that, and sadly it's almost impossible to control it for me. Any who; please give me a review & while I'm working on then next chapter (which will be almost all the time) relax, please. Last thing I want on my mind is the pressure to update on a day's notice. And don't take this horribly, but I'm not good at stuff like that, give me about 1-2 weeks to update at the least. The most will be probly 3 weeks for me to post unless it is unusually long. Like this note and this chapter. Any who, there are three original characters in this fic, to find out more about them if you really want to, are at the Author's Notes at the bottom of the chapter. So, yea. Review please!
P.S. I own nothing with the exception of my characters (Rocco, Sweetheart, Wolfy), you must ask if you want to use them or even mention their names or use a identical character who just 'happens' to have a similar characterization. I will find out if you didn't ask, and I will kill you. Or worse. No love amongst thieves. /3
P.S.S. Stray Cat(s) name, is owned by the band: Stray Cats. As much as I'd like to own it, I don't.
Chapter 1: A kick in the Head to a very strong Man that almost knocked him Dead
Pony's POV:
I was walking home from the movies one night, alone because the rest of the guys wanted to hear this new band play from California. The bar that was having them play wasn't too far from the street I was on, so why not hear what all the fuss is about? I walked about a block or two and began to hear the most amazing beat that sent a person wild. But that was just the electric guitar. Then the base was heard, holding a steady melody, and then the soft beats of a snare drum. The sound was coming from inside the bar, the one Two-Bit went to often; so I entered. I saw Johnny, Two-Bit, Soda, Darry and Dally. Soda was the first to speak up, "Oh good Ponyboy, you're here! You have to hear them play; they got the most wild, most beautiful sound! People were dancing all over, and they'll be here all night! Ain't it great? They're just about to start another song, good timing for ya," Soda said as he took me in the middle of crowd that was in front the small stage where the band was. A tall Mexican man with cold brown eyes was what seemed to be the lead, a small Mexican girl was to his right, she was on the drum set, and to the man's left was another tall Mexican boy, though not as tall as the lead singer. God, the girl had such blinding beauty, I felt lucky to even be looking at her. The lead wasn't bad either; he's about as good looking as Johnny (which may I add is pretty damn good). The bass player was pretty cute too…OH STOP! I am not that kind of person... I hope at least.
Again that crazy beat began to play, and the bass and lead began to hum the tune to them selves softly. Before they started another song, they introduced them selves again because they must have noticed that the crowd had gotten much bigger since their last two songs. "Hello, Kittens and Cats! Now I'd like to tell you all who I am, as well as my lovely crew! I'm Rocco, and don't you forget it!" He let out a short but loud howl, sending the crowd crazy.
The beautiful girl on the drums spoke out just as wild and boldly as Rocco, "Hey there guys and gals, my name is Sweetheart and I'm the sweetest piece of heaven you boys can get your hands on, if you can catch it!" She said with a meow. All the guys gave a catcall except for Johnny and myself.
The boy on the bass then brushed back his hair back with his fingers, his hair was falling out of place, so he must not of put enough grease in his hair for tonight. "Hellooo, all you pretty ladies…and uh, guys as well. My name is Wolfy, as the ladies love to call me. They say I'm a real dog!" He let out a coyote's howl and then the all together they screamed into they're microphones:
"AND WE'RE THE STRAY CATS, BITCHES! AND LESS YOU FORGET, WE'LL BE WALKING DOWN YOUR ALLEY!" The crowd was screaming, practically going wild. I thought over nothing. But they were an eye full two extremely dreamy guys...DAMN IT, STOP! I'M NOT LIKE THAT! Brain, do something else with your time!
A few hours passed, it was already 11 o'clock. Darry had said he was going home because he had work, and Soda followed him. Dally stayed in the back talking to a few girls, one seemed slightly uncomfortable. Two-Bit left to go home, he said he needed to get up early for school, though I know it was for a different reason. The only ones there was only Johnny and I, and the band started to pack up their things and make their ways home. Though for some reason, they all looked alike. "Hey Pony, I'll give you a quarter if you go over there and ask that girl's name, and I mean her real name. You know, the one who plays the drums?" I couldn't believe what Johnny had just said. He's never really like that, so Dally must be rubbing off on him… That could mean trouble. But for twenty-five cents, why not?
I tried to relax so I didn't seem nervous to ask a simple question. I strutted right over to her and boldly I asked while Rocco and Wolfy glared at me for even being in her presence. "Hi, I'm Ponyboy Curtis. I hear you're new around here; that you came from California. Must be really exciting there and pretty dull here. But anyway, I was wondering, umm… What's your name? And I was also wondering if you'd want to hang out sometime or somethin'," Boy, I sounded just as shy as Johnny did! I suppose it was because of the other two guys who looked like they want to skin me alive.
She giggled for a second or two, and then looked at Rocco and Wolfy to show them it was okay. A smile was on her ruby red lips. "Ponyboy, huh? Nice name, real cute. My name is Sweetheart Garcia; it even says so on my birth certificate. Some people just think I'm foolin' by saying that Sweetheart's my name. I'm sure you get the same bull I do. Any way, yea I did come from California. I come from Hermosa Beach as a matter of fact. These are my brothers, Rocco and Wolfy, as you already know I'm sure. I'm the middle kid, but either way both are very protective. But, I'd like to hang out or somethin'. Who's your friend over there? Real shy ain't he? Why don't you tell him to come over here?" She said as she looked deeply into my eyes. I almost felt as though she could see my soul with those piercing beautiful green eyes. She was pale for being related to her brothers and had black hair that went down to her upper back. Marilyn Monroe was almost as gorgeous as her. I did as she asked, I told Johnny to come here, and as he stood next to me gave me my quarter. "Hello, I'm Sweetheart. What's your name cutie?" She teased.
Johnny turned a slight shade of pink; he looked at the floor, too shy to look her in the eyes. "Hi, my n-name's Johnny. I really liked your music," He said as he fidgeted. A big smile came across Sweetheart's face, Rocco and Wolfy also turned around after hearing Johnny's words.
"Really?" They all asked. No one had said anything to them about their music because they were either too shy or too scared to approach them.
"Well, Johnny I like your hair, it's very masculine," with her hand she gently grabbed Johnny's chin and slowly rose his eyes to meet hers, I was surprised because Johnny let no one touch his face unless he trusted them 100, "I also like your eyes, they are very adorable," She said as she smiled. "So where do you boys go to school? And where do you live? Around here I hope. By the way, don't you boys have family that you need to run to? Ya know it's late," I looked at her a little amazed that she was concerned.
"Well, yea. But Johnny was going to stay at my place for tonight. Oh and I live just down the street from here, the white house on the corner. We both go to the High school near here," I said as Rocco turned to look me with a strange look.
"You boys go to high school? Freshmen or what? I guess it doesn't matter anyway, but do you boys want a ride?" He asked; it was a bit obvious that Sweetheart made him asked even though a word hadn't escaped her mouth. I was so glad to hear that, I didn't want me or Johnny to get jumped or anything so anxiously we both accepted. "We live around you Ponyboy, I think. I'm sure yet, we just moved here today since I just got drafted back here. But I'm sure I remember seeing a white house on the corner before we passed a few houses. But whatever, pile in the car," He said as he Wolfy carried some equipment and Rocco carried what was left. Sweetheart showed us both their car, and boy was it tuff! It was a 1957 Bel Air Chevrolet; it was restored completely with chrome and everything. It was a mint green color and the back fins were white. Me and Johnny's eyes almost popped out of our heads, I was wondering where they got the money to restore it. Sweetheart opened the left side door and pushed back the seat, letting us get in first. Rocco and Wolfy somehow got all their equipment to fit in the trunk, so Rocco and Wolfy came to the front of the car. Rocco was our driver, Sweetheart told us about their family, why they had to leave California and how Rocco was in the Vietnam War until two days ago. She also explained to us how he got the military set up a house on our block that was given to Rocco since he almost died in his line of duty four times before. I also explained about our family, and Johnny told a little about his. But he never mentioned the part about the abuse. Sweetheart told us with very colorful language what she thought about people who abused their kids in anyway. Her cursing made her brother laugh, even though she was dead serious.
The car pulled up to my house, Darry was waiting on the porch, expecting me as always, though it was odd that he was on the porch. Rocco stopped the car and let us all out. "Don't mind if I meet your older brother do ya? After all, I have a right to meet the family if you're going to be hangin' around my sister," Rocco said as he approached Darry with a cool walk that made it seem he had all the time in the world. Rocco was much bigger than Darry when he was close to him, though from a distance they looked about the same. "Hello, there. I'm Rocco, just droppin' off your baby brother and Johnny. They needed a ride home and I didn't want nothin' bad to happen if you know what I'm sayin'," Oh even his talking voice was melody. His large strong hand reached out the shake Darry's, and he did a bit too firmly.
Wolfy came up right behind his brother as Rocco moved to the side to also introduce himself, "Hey there, I'm Wolfy. Nice to meet ya, hearing good things about you from Ponyboy," his hand also shook Darry's and Darry was fine with meeting them, and was awfully glad that they had given me and Johnny ride home. Then Sweetheart came to see him with me and Johnny behind. His expression went from happy to surprised.
"Hi Darry, I'm Sweetheart. I was just talkin' with Pony and Johnny here. It's very nice to meet a man who can handle his brothers as well as he does himself. You must have a lot to deal with, and I admire that you can handle it all," She said with a sweet smile, something she was greatly known for. I didn't believe she was sucking up, in fact I knew she wasn't. Rocco and her family have much more crap to deal with and I know for a fact that even on a military paycheck they're struggling to keep their world together as a family. She put out her hand, and she took shook Darry's hand. I thought; since they were doing just fine with Darry, why not meet Sodapop? All of us, walked through the front door, Darry first, holding the door open for Sweetheart, as Rocco entered, Wolfy held the door for us to go inside. Soda was sitting in front of the television watching a Mickey Mouse cartoon. Darry cleared his throat so he could get his attention. I noticed that the first person he saw was Sweetheart since she stood in front of Darry, and a wide grin came across his face as he looked at her. Man, he couldn't take his eyes off of her. "Hello, you must be Pony's other brother, Soda right? I'm Sweetheart," she said, she kept her hands to herself, she really didn't want to mess around with him since she noticed he looked at her as if she was a Greek goddess. "Umm, okay…well anyway, this is my older brother Rocco. And my younger brother Wolfy," She said pushing them in front of her so he wouldn't stare. Both brothers didn't exactly like how Soda was looking at Sweetheart even though it was pure innocence at first, simply because of her beauty. She put a hand through her thick black hair, sort of worried to what Rocco and Wolfy might say.
"I'm Rocco, the oldest of the family. I was in the Vietnam War, and you know, killed people. And boy, did it teach me how to skin a cat several different ways," He said threateningly. Darry hadn't heard because he was too busy talking to Wolfy about something. I was surprised to hear Rocco say that, he seemed like a gentle guy, but man he didn't want anybody to look at his sister the rest of the world did. No one could help it, but he was ready to make you help it. He was a bit too protective of her, even though she looked as though she could fight her own battles.
Wolfy turned back to Soda, who looked a bit worried now. Only because Soda knew he better watch himself. Rocco had to be much scarier, tougher, and meaner than Dally. If he was scaring Soda from that, then maybe we didn't want to piss him off. He'd skin us and sell our skin as leather. "Why you lookin' so white in the face? You got nothin' to worry 'bout as long as you keep your eyes in your head. You got to remember, we came from L.A. where there are real hoods and real guns. Not just some pipe you pull of the street. You guys have a real snazzy place here compared to L.A., mind if I moved in?" Wolfy said jokingly, Soda giggled nervously. "Anyway, I'm Wolfy, but some people call me Coyote. Though I'm not exactly sure why yet…" He said as he thought about.
Sweetheart came from behind him and looked him the eye with honesty, "I don't mean to sound rude or nothin' but it's cause you can't keep your mouth shut," She said as she put her hands on her hips.
"Oh shut your mouth. But before I was interrupted by her, yea, we don't take a liking to people who look at her funny. 'Cause you know, we're a bit protective and junk. Probly just like guys are with Pony! Speaking of which, with looks like that, why don't you have a girlfriend yet Ponyboy? Hope you ain't thinking about dating our girl," He said in a joke, and he nudged me. Wait, why didn't I have a girlfriend yet? I should of. But I don't. I looked over at Johnny who looked back with questionable eyes; he made me melt, though I tried not to show it. God I hope it didn't show. "No need to worry Pony, I'm sure you'll find her somewhere, out there. Floating. In space. Waiting for you," Wolfy said as he stretched out his arm, with his other hand on my shoulder. It felt kinda nice to have his arm around me like that, so strong, and I felt safe. Oh what am I saying? It's wrong to think that, plus anyway he's probly not interested in me…I was rooting for Johnny more than I was for Wolfy anyway.
"You see what I mean? Can't keep his mouth shut. Well, whatever. Oh Darry it's getting late so we're gonna head on home, if you don't mind. Funny how we live just three houses down, I may come visit tomorrow, my brother and I have to do some job hunting. Even on a military paycheck you have to get money to buy furniture, food and junk. Also some shopping money, if you please," She said as she put out her hand for Rocco to give her a few dollars. He gave her a five, which was just enough for her to buy this one top she wanted to badly. It seemed like a pain for him to give Sweetheart the money, though I don't see why.
They left shortly after, saying good-bye to everyone, even Johnny and I. Before Sweetheart left she hugged Darry with a smile, a tear coming out from her left eye and she whispered in his ear before kissing his left cheek. I just had to ask. Especially since she left a ruby red lipstick kiss on his face. "Okay, what did she say? And you know you have red lipstick on your face?" I said, Johnny was curious too, I could tell even though he said nothing.
"No, I didn't know that she left her mark. But what she said…" I lead forward eagerly, Soda wanted to hear this too, so he shut off the TV. "She said 'only family amongst friends'. I wonder what she meant by it," He did look puzzled, even though Johnny and me knew what it meant.
"She meant that we're their friends and we're close enough to be like a second family. Though I don't understand why she said it if she just met us," Johnny said. Now he was puzzled. He answered Darry's question, but now who was to answer his own. He was in deep thought trying to find in the answer and so was I.
"Maybe she just wanted to get that clear. That we're not strangers to them, and that we can be real open with them…?" I thought I had it, but I doubted myself. I could tell Johnny gave up because he was looking at me with hopeful eyes that I knew.
"Maybe, maybe not. But Glory! That Sweetheart was a real doll! She had such a face, wow, and that hair! Woo! Oh man and that body. God, she's somethin' else. Something mean I want a piece of!" Soda said real excited. He had ignored Rocco and Wolfy's warnings completely. "Well, Pony it's getting late and Darry and I have work in the morning. I suggest that you and Johnny get some sleep, don't you forget it's a school night," Soda said. I expected something like that from Darry. But Johnny and me did as we were told, and he waltzed into my room, threw on my nightclothes and went to bed.
We were both awaken by the sound of a wicked buzz. The phone. Of course. I rolled my eyes and tried to get back to bed, but Darry came in a woke me up again. Johnny was already dressed and ready by that time. The world was waiting on me, and they weren't going to wait anymore. "I just got a call that Rocco will be taking you boys to school form now on, it was suggested from Sweetheart since they drive by this way anyway and you go to the same school. Rocco has to drop Wolfy and her off as well so it won't be that bad. They're right outside, so you better hurry yourself up Ponyboy!" Darry said sternly. I threw on a t-shirt; a pair of faded jeans, quickly tied my laces and grabbed my things. Johnny and I hopped out that door, no time for breakfast.
We opened the door, Sweetheart scooted herself over to make room. As soon as the door shut, at lightning speed (or what felt like it) we raced off to school. "Wow Pony, never been to this school before. Is it nice there? They, how about you two show me to my classes and around there, so I don't get lost. Would that be fine with you two?" She asked with the prettiest smile. We stopped at a red light, Rocco and Wolfy looked back at us, expecting a yes. But how could I deny her anyway, she never wronged my family or myself. And as far as I know, we're family to her.
"Well, sure. I don't mind, we got nothin' to do anyway. I'll show you our friends, they're real nice guys once you know them better," Rocco gave an accepted look, he liked that answer I had given. "I'll show you too Wolfy, they may look mean, but they're all nothing but for show…except Dallas," I said. I hoped she didn't ask about Dally, but it wouldn't matter anyway, I'm sure she was a girl who could take care of herself. She looked that way anyway. She wore a pearl-pink halter-top with lightly faded jeans that were close to her body, almost skin tight. It showed her figure real nice, but she didn't excite me like she did other boys, people she didn't care about. The halter-top was a bit low, but she carried a black leather jacket with white letters embroidered 'Stray Cats'. She only brought the thing in case her teachers got wise, but even if they did, they should know better. I could see in her jacket pocket a large switchblade; it looked as big as the one Johnny carried. Also there was a roll of quarters, just long enough to fit in a person's fist. Obviously it was real rough in California; if she was bringing things to defend herself here. Nothing happened at school unless you really hated that person and they just said something so nasty you couldn't take it.
We rolled up to the school, a lot of kids turned their heads to see who was getting out of this nice car. They looked as though they expected a Soc, and were stunned when Wolfy came out of the car and let us all out. "Okay, Sweetheart, Wolfy, keep it clean, if you're gonna fight, skin only please. Unless you have no choice of course; Johnny, Pony make sure nothing happens to them. And I mean nothing, or you'll be seeing stars into next week. Have a good day at school," Rocco said as he then drove off, many of the girls envious of how Sweetheart knew a man so handsome.
Sweetheart felt slightly embarrassed, two soc girls came up to her as soon as she faced the crowd. "Hi there, who was that who just dropped you off? He's a real looker, any chances you could pair us up with him or let us know where he works?" The girls said real gitty. Sweetheart knew exactly what they were hinting at, and she didn't like it one bit. I could see it in her face that she wanted to mop the floor with those girls. She didn't bother to notice a few guys were surrounding them to ask the same questions. Wolfy hated the questions, he put on his leather jacket, and flipped up the collar, he was getting annoyed real fast. An angered look grew in his eyes, he wanted them to leave. I could tell he wasn't one for tons of attention.
"Sorry, my brother likes his girls bad, not cheap. And boys, he's all theirs," Sweetheart pointed to Johnny and I, the crowd of men cursed angrily, sad that Rocco was as Sweetheart said 'owned' by us. "Now, anyone else have any smart ass questions? Free ass kicking if you do," She said threateningly. She began to crack her knuckles, they made a loud pop. Almost the entire crowd left except for two people we didn't expect, it was Two-Bit and Dally. I wasn't even sure why Dally was here and not trying to get a girl's attention or something. His eyes fixed on Sweetheart, I could tell.
"Hey, what was the line for? You got something going on here, like a free give away?" Two-Bit joked he noticed Wolfy, his eyes lit with a strange sparkle that you would think would only come when he saw a girl wearing almost nothing. He walked up to Wolfy, standing a what I would think was a bit too close for comfort, but Wolfy didn't say anything and didn't move, so I assumed he was alright. "Hey there, you new here? Never seen your face here before, and I've seen all but one like yours. You work out much or just built that way?" Okay, never would Two-Bit ask these questions unless he was roaring drunk, practically falling everywhere. But he was sober I could tell, but I just didn't believe the things running out of his mouth. And what made it worse was that he wasn't joking. Luckily nobody but those two and myself heard, other wise Two-Bit might get jumped, even for joking. "I heard you play the other night, the sweetest sound a man could play."
Wolfy looked at Two-Bit and rose and eye brow. He stiffed his weight to his right leg, kicked a bottle cap in front of his foot and then replied quickly after, "Yea, me and my sister just moved here yesterday. I work out a little bit, Sweetheart's my liftin' weight since she's about as much as I need. And in case you're wondering, then tan is natural. You said you heard us play, funny how I only remember seeing you there through half of it. But it doesn't matter I guess. Well, anyway, then you know who I am, but might have forgotten 'cause of all those beers you drank. The world calls me Wolfy," He said as he looked Two-Bit in the eye when he said his name. I could tell that their conversation was awkward for Wolfy since he only looked at Two-Bit during the last sentence. I could see he was unsure of himself.
Then I saw Dally approach Sweetheart, so looked at him as she did anybody else, even though he gave her a look that would attract any other girl to his arms. "Can I help you?" She asked, I could tell that his look was getting old fast with her. I also grew to notice she was very impatient and short tempered. An annoyed looked swept across her face, so needed to say something, anything to get him to stop. It was killing her. "What's wrong with you? Do I got something on my face, if it'd do you best tell me now! Pony who is this fool?" She asked, turning to me trying to avoid his face.
I looked at her a little surprised, but I didn't want to set her off and give her a bad day, because Dally was doing it for me. Johnny spoke up happily, "It's Dally!" Dallas broke away from Sweetheart's face to grab Johnny's head and mess up his hair.
"Dally huh? Oh, you're the monkey that Pony told me about. What's so tough about you, got a record or somethin'? I had to get mine wiped clean to be enrolled here. What'd you do? Knife a guy or what?" She asked, she was still annoyed with him and talked to him as though he was lower than she was, and in a way it was true. Not even Dally could deny that. To her, first impressions are everything, so far that was a huge note she was making. I had to keep track of these things, if our family was to get along with hers, might as well know almost everything about them except the color of their underwear.
"Ouch, that one burned. Sure I got a record, longer than any novel you've ever seen I bet. Now how's about a kiss to make things up?" Dally said as he released Johnny and stood directly in front of her. Sweetheart didn't move. For some reason I feared for Dally, I could tell she was angry now, and she was going to let him have it. He puckered his lips closed his eyes and bent down slightly, leaning forward for the kiss. It wasn't what she was gonna hit him with that would be embarrassing to Dallas, but what she was gonna do. Quickly she grabbed Wolfy, bent him down to her height and shoved his face into Dally's. At that moment the world seemed to be watching, Sweetheart, Two-Bit, Johnny and I laughed to ourselves, until Dally opened his eyes, and saw who he was kissing instead of Sweetheart. Quickly he pushed Wolfy away, wiped his mouth, trying to get it clean from what just happened. Everyone around us just starred, and it was an awkward feeling. Wolfy slammed his hand on his face; a bright blush flew across his cheeks. Never had I seen a man such a bright pink. A few seconds later, he was starting to relax; the blush has almost completely faded. He looked at his shoes, touching his lips lightly with his fingers; he then licked his lips. An unsure looked crossed his face, he didn't know whether to enjoy it or detest it. To cover up his mixed feelings, he then made an angered look, glaring at his sister.
"Wanna try it again? Or afraid I might take you out? Dally you got what was coming to you, and you're never laying a hand on myself or lips on my brother until that arrogance is changed. Because I don't give a damn about your record, I care about what kind of person you are. And right now, you're showing me you're a queer. Go home and work on that kiss honey, you need practice," Sweetheart said coldly. Dally removed himself, and stormed away angrily, cursing colorful words at her and Wolfy. Once Dallas was far in the distance, she whispered in my ear, "If I didn't know better, I'd say he liked it. He don't got the hots for me, but for you know…guys. Pony lets go to a movie with Johnny, Wolfy and Two-Bit. You and I need to talk about these things."
The whole day passed and all I could think about was her softly spoken words, 'you and I need to talk about these things,' poor Johnny had to show Wolfy and Sweetheart everything, it actually did him some good because it made Johnny very comfortable around them. "Hey Pon, you doing okay? You're just standing there staring at nothin'," It was Wolfy, his voice was a bit shaky, he was still shaken from Dally's mistaken kiss. I looked at his shoes, a bit embarrassed, I felt that Wolfy could read my every thought and from he said next, I felt as though I was right. "You thinkin' about…you know who?" He got real close to my ear, whispering so that Johnny or Sweetheart couldn't hear, "I see the way you've been eyeing Johnny, kinda like my brother eyes guys when he's roarin' drunk. Don't let Johnny know, and I'll keep my mouth shut. After all, he's not that bad," He said as he pulled away from my ear. 'Oh Wolfy you know everything,' I thought to myself as I smiled sheepishly, he gave a wolfish grin. From then on, I knew that things between him and I were going to be much different than things between me and Soda. And I could tell Soda almost anything. But Wolfy, I could tell him everything.
Author's Notes: Ok, here are the characters' bios. Review and R&R! What something more detailed? Then e-mail me about it, with the subject saying 'Detailed Bios on…' please put the character you want or if you want all put 'Detailed Bios on the Garcia's.' I won't get mad, and I'll never deny you the information.
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Name: Tyler "Rocco" Garcia
Age: 22
Ethnic: Mexican, Spanish, and Native American
Sexual Preference: Bisexual
Grease or Soc: Greaser
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Jet Black
Skin: Darkly Tanned
Height: 6'10"
Background: Joined the army at the aged of 16, he was passed off as an 18 year old because his looks were so mature, just like his attitude. Rocco used to be a playful, regular Californian goof-off until he went to war. When he had returned, everything about him had changed; he is always serious unless with his family or someone he loves deeply. After returning from the Vietnam War, the military was able to buy a house near Ponyboy's to keep away from his abusive California parents.
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Name: Sweetheart "Sweets, Baby-Doll" Garcia
Age: 17
Ethnic: Mexican, Spanish, and Native American
Sexual Preference: Straight
Grease or Soc: Greasy Girl
Eyes: Green
Hair: Jet Black
Skin: Lightly Tanned
Height: 5'4"Background: Lived with her parents until finally one day she couldn't take it anymore, and ran to live with a friend who let Sweetheart live in her basement. Occasionally she would return home to see Wolfy and check up on him. With a beautiful face like hers, she don't need money.
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Name: Mikasi "Wolfy, Coyote" Wolfgang Garcia
Age: 16
Ethnic: Mexican, Spanish, and Native American
Sexual Preference: Unsure
Grease or Soc: Greaser
Eyes: Hazel
Hair: Jet Black
Skin: Darkly Tanned
Height: 6'5"
Background: Mikasi lived with their parents until on day he decided to run away, but every time he tried the police would find him and bring him back. He's the youngest of his siblings, but he looks as though he could be the middle child.