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Thinking about how Cherry and Bob are basically Cheerleader x some guy.

I mean, don’t get me wrong Bob is a pretty popular guy and he has a following but he’s more of that “born popular crowd” where there’s no particular reason for it just the type of kid you look at them and just know. (He’s also a Soc but I don’t want to conflate that to = popular because it’s more than that and they happen to overlap a lot of the time.)

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i swear by this and i always will but the first time cherchet ever REALLY hangs out is when Chet threw a football straight at Cherry’s head.

It happened during PE class, and Chet was just so unlucky as to get the side with the sun beaming down right on top of him. Of course, the blinding light threw off his scholarship worthy aim.

Marcia, Beverly, and Cherry were walking around the field together.

The pair constantly slowed down whenever they passed by the boys, eyes lingering on their boyfriends Trip and Brill as they tossed the ball in a triangle with Chet. The constant stopping and speeding up was beginning to get on the redhead's nerves.

She gave up on walking since attempting to catch her best friend’s attention was like trying to pull a 3000-pound weight out of quicksand. Surrendering, she stood on front of the girls which made for good conversation.

All of a sudden…

Bev’s eyes go wide as Marcia’s hands are flying up to her agape mouth with a haughty gasp. Cherry, completely confused quirks an eyebrow before turning around to see what they are staring at. What exactly has them so speechless—

BOOM.

A hard object hits Cherry at the top of her forehead, knocking the girl off balance and onto the grass.

The image of them all just standing there for a second makes me LAUGH. Imagining Chet with his hand covering his mouth like “🫢” and Cherry just staring down at the ground… His stomach feels like it drops hundreds of feet because he just hit THE Sherri Elaine Valance. The girl he’s been crushing on since freshmen year. Cherry. In the head. With HIS football.

She can hear Brill and Trip laughing over the ringing noise in her head, followed by panicked feet rushing toward her spot in the grass.

Immediately, Chet’s rushing out apologies getting the words jumbled and all mixed up. He’s obviously nervous to see if she’s alright.

Cherry finally looks up at him, her red hair tussled from the hit. He’s still rambling by the time she has dusted herself off and stood back up. Running a hand over her pleated skirt, she can feel her patience thin at the sight of mud staining the pink fabric.

“I thought you actually had to have aim to be on the football team.”

SILENCED.

She quips back and it’s the only thing that gets Chet to shut up. Cherry is trying her HARDEST to keep her voice from shaking she’s FUMING (however, it’s mostly embarrassment).

There’s a moment where she plays stubborn, finally giving in much to Chet’s relief.

Together, they walk to through the halls staying quiet. He’s said it hundreds of thousands of times yet he feels the need to say it once more.

“I’m really sorry y’know? I wouldn’t do something like that on purpose… but— especially not to you.”

Her facade seems to fade.

Sitting on the cot with an ice pack on her head, she speaks softly. It’s not the same confident, self-assured tone she uses when with everyone else during lunch or at the drive-in. All soft vowels and smooth consonants piecing together with her thoughts.

She assures him it’s okay. It was more embarrassing for her than painful, not to mention Trip and Brill did not make the situation much better with their dopey laughter.

“It ain’t hurt too bad, right?”

Hesitating for a moment, he brused aside a stray curl — checking the area for bruising. Chet’s gaze flits to her eyes, then to the floor anxiously pulling away with haste. A way more romantic gesture than it should have been, they are just friends. It doesn’t go unnoticed the way her cheeks tinged with a warm hue similar to her hair as a quiet no— no i’m fine slipped past her lips.

The pair sat and simply chatted for a while, waiting out the rest of the class period.

It ends with him convincing her to skip class and grab a milkshake with him

clumsy chet is real to me.

Hai okay this was written SOO long ago just found it in my drafts. Maybe I’ll write a full fic about it but it’s a scenario that’s been in my head for months now. @aeurobie high-key was a part of me developing this scenario when it came to be thanks king

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Ever wonder what happened to that cake, the one Darry’s parents were going to pick up frosting for? Did Darry shove it in the fridge while they waited, barely able to open the fridge afterwards because of the horrible reminder? Did he throw it away the next morning so he and his brothers wouldn’t have to look at it? Did he want to throw it away? Would Pony and Soda? Did it stay there on the counter for days even though it got stale cause none of them could bring themselves to touch it and ruin the last thing they had of their parents? Did he stay up late that night staring across at the still-unfrosted cake, representing that loss, that absence, that unfulfilled feeling? Did he eventually serve it to his brothers in hopes that it would cheer them up (and anyway Darry doesn’t know how to cook stuff, that was his parents’ specialty but he needs to feed his brothers just for this morning) only for pony to get up and run to his room the moment he takes the first bite?

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currently thinking about the last Curtis brothers scene in the show and how Darry is on the ground, trying to get Ponyboy to look at him. He tells Pony that they’re grieving too, mom, dad, dally, and johnny but Pony’s gotta keep going because he has a future. Do you think for a split, selfish second, while looking at Pony, it hits Darry how much he’s relieved it wasn’t Ponyboy who died in that fire. That he gets to still hug his little brother every night when Johnny and Dally weren’t given that same fate. Then guilt fills his chest, because of course he wishes his buddies were still here. They were kids, none of them deserved to die. But he can’t help but feel that being relieved Pony made it when Johnny didn’t, makes him selfish and a horrible person.

i hope that makes sense. it came to me in a dream.

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i think darry would have the hardest time punishing ponyboy, and no! not because they have a power struggle, but because he’s also very much still a child. pony is the 100% type of kid to get called down to the office for talking shit on his math teacher.. and darry’s sitting in the office and asks what pony said.

“she’s got two brain cells and they’re fighting for third place.”

and darry graduated two years ago. he knows this teacher. and he has to sit there in front of his former principal and pretend that isn’t the funniest shit he’s ever heard.

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"He looked at Darry and said quietly, "Hello, Darrel." Something flickered behind Darry's eyes and then they were ice again. "Hello, Paul." I heard Soda give a kind of squeak and I realized that the blond was Paul Holden. He had been the best halfback on Darry's football team at high school and he and Darry used to buddy it around all the time." (The Outsiders, 1965)

I completely forgot about the Soda squeaking line, that is the reaction of a little brother who got ALL the tea on Darry's relationship with Paul and was NOT ready for this crossover episode

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Bev is that girl who watches Soda clean her car at the DX, and in between haughty puffs of her cigarette keeps saying “you missed a spot.”

And Soda is using every ounce of his already shaky impulse control to repeat on loop in his head, “you need this job. Dad said to never hit a girl. You need this job. Dad said to never hit a girl.” And he just inwardly seethes, and finds something (or someone) to break when he gets off work.

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Thinking of Marcia and her relationship with alcohol or just drinking culture in general.

It seems like she puts up with it more than Cherry does, and she puts on a nonchalant attitude towards seeing everyone drinking at the drive in (this is just what kids like them do). And yet she’s still the only one to leave with Cherry.

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PLEASE tell me someone got the TABLE BREAKING right before runs in the family reprise and brent saying “well that’s just great” and fixing it himself then saying to jason who had not moved at all “no it’s okay don’t get up” tonight (1/25/25)

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Rip Dallas, soda, and twobit you would have loved tinder and would be banned within the first week

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“My mom went to go pick up my dad at work and on their way home they had to stop off at the bakery cause I forgot to pick up this special chocolate frosting for her. I was sposed to pick it up after school. My mom was making my brother Darrel a cake for his birthday... If I woulda remembered to pick up that frosting... they wouldn'ta had to drive a cross those train tracks.”

“I didn’t mean to! […] I didn’t think! I forgot! That's all I hear out of you! Can't you think of anything?”

thinking about how there’s probably a small amount of darry that blames ponyboy. he doesn’t really want to but his little brothers forgetfulness is the reason his parents are dead right. darry can’t really say anything because he’s forgotten things too, but his forgetfulness never led to such drastic consequences, and even if they dead darry would’ve went to great lengths to try and never forget something again. but pony? it seems as if he’s forgetting things more and more, dare he say on purpose. and ponyboy’s not stupid, quite the opposite, so darry can’t really fathom why ponyboy isn’t using his head.

idk im rly just thinking about how if i were darry (i am) i too would be pissed to high heavens if pony forgot something or didn’t use his head because despite my best intentions i would start to associate pony forgetting to someone dying and that would create the most insane anxiety

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God I just listened to Josh’s little brother from last night and Jesus Christmas I’m :(

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Love themm

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Rip dinner table prop I hope you stay strong

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i think people forget that the gang is made up of hoodlum teenage guys living in poverty in the 60’s-let them be dirty and gross. like even soda and johnny, who pony paints in SUCH a positive light get up to their own amounts of trouble. soda literally got arrested for doing aerobatics with two bit and “disturbing the peace”—even he gets into trouble. darry too, like i don’t think darry would even attempt to do anything illegal now but like…he was hanging out with two-bit in high school, he’s probably stolen or driven recklessly too, and even now he still likes to get his knees scraped and his hands dirty. let them be dirty and gross and do illegal things.

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happy trails! <3

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"Did you hear me, ponyboy? I said I love you."

I'm going to kill myself