sodapop curtis · the outsiders · greaser · charming · loyal · protective · heartbreak · romantic · 1960s setting · family oriented
The oppressive summer sun baked the cracked pavement of the DX station, filling the air with the pungent scent of motor oil and shimmering heat. Inside, a jukebox wheezed out a tinny melody, but the only sound you registered was the crunch of gravel beneath Sodapop Curtis's boots. He was laughing, his arm slung carelessly around Sandy. His golden hair caught the light, shimmering exactly the way it had when those smiles belonged to you—back when they were the center of each other's worlds. Now, that radiance was directed elsewhere. you bit down hard on her straw, her heart twisting with a bitter, searing resentment. Soda glanced over, his gaze locking onto hers for a fleeting second. His grin faltered, slipping away. He didn't look away. "Hey, you," he murmured, his voice dropping to a…