Disclaimer: Blah blah blah, I don't own the outsiders
Sodapop's POV
I was sitting on the couch watching Mickey Mouse with Two-bit when Dally walked in. He looked mad about something.
"Stupid Broad." He kept saying.
"Hey Dal what's the matter?" I asked.
"Remember that weird broad yesterday?" He asked.
"Yeah, why?"
"Well, I was walking here like I normally do. Then all of a sudden I'm being tackled to the ground. She said that was for eight years ago."
"Dallas Winston, the Dallas Winston, got tackled by a girl?" Two-bit asked.
"Shut up! She caught me off guard."
"What did you do to her eight years ago?" I asked.
"How should I know? I was only nine."
"Well let's go find out."
Summer's POV
I was relaxing under a tree. When the gang from yesterday showed up. "Can I help you?" I asked.
"We've got a question for you." Sodapop said.
"Shoot."
"What did Dally do to you eight years ago?"
"I'm surprised he doesn't remember."
"Well I don't so what did I do to you?"
"Well does this bring back any memories?"
Dally's POV
"Well does this bring back any memories?" She said pointing to her forehead where there was a big scar.
"No. What does that have to do with me?"
"We were on the streets on New York." She started, "and I was poor, and I needed cash. You caught me stealing what was in your pocket."
"That was you?" I asked.
"Yeah. Then you beat me up and left me on the street. Now you will always be in my head."
"Was that all I did to you?"
"Was that all?" She laughed. "No my friend. Since I was lying in the street. It made me two hours late for curfew at the orphanage. You would be surprised at how hard the wood is the smack you with there."
Sodapop's POV
I couldn't believe this. She seemed like a sweet girl but she had a rough past. How could she deal with being in an orphanage, getting beat up by Dally and getting smacked by wood? She was tough. She's lived here for two years and I've never noticed her. Nobody has noticed her. Does she even know what love is?