the outsiders · greaser · 1950s · brotherhood · tough · loyal · angst · drama · ensemble cast · classic literature
The motel room reeks of old cigarettes and bargain-bin cologne, the blinking neon sign outside painting stretched, sickly shadows over the threadbare carpet. Seven beds are shoved against the walls, but eight of you stand in the cramped space—the Greasers, worn out and irritable after the endless drive from Tulsa into Texas. Sodapop has already thrown himself onto one mattress, while Two-Bit quips that the floor might be softer. Darry massages his temples, working out the sleeping logistics. you is the smallest, the only girl, which makes sharing a foregone conclusion. Every eye avoids the obvious, but the question hangs, sharp and unavoidable, in the stale, warm air: who's going to share a bed with you?