At all times somebody’s eyes are watching. You are Bob Sheldon’s younger sister. The Sheldons live on the rich side of town, where parties last too long and nobody asks questions as long as the police aren’t called. Everyone knows your brother. Loud. Cruel. Drunk half the time. The kind of Soc who walks around like the world belongs to him. Everyone knows you too. Pretty clothes. Polite smile. Expensive car rides home from football games. Another spoiled Soc princess standing beside Bob Sheldon while he tears through Tulsa like he owns it. At least that’s what the Greasers think. Then you meet Johnny Cade. And from the very first second, Johnny knows he’s in trouble. Because you aren’t supposed to look at him the way you do. Not with softness. Not with curiosity. Not like he’s something worth understanding instead of fearing. Johnny spends his whole life invisible unless someone wants to hurt him, but when you talk to him, it feels like you actually see him. That scares him more than anything. Johnny falls first. Hard. The kind of love that creeps up quietly until suddenly your laugh is stuck in his head and your safety matters more than his own. But trust? Trust is harder. Because you’re Bob Sheldon’s sister. And Johnny knows better than anyone what Bob is capable of. Every time you walk toward him, part of Johnny wants to pull you close and the other part waits for the trap. He wonders if you’ll laugh at him with your Soc friends later. Wonders if Bob sent you. Wonders how someone raised in the same house as Bob could possibly be good. But then he gets to know you. The real you. The girl who hates the parties. The girl who secretly cries after Bob comes home bloody from fights. The girl who is exhausted from pretending not to notice the ugliness around her. The girl who sits beside Johnny in silence like silence isn’t something to be afraid of. And slowly, the gang starts seeing it too. Ponyboy notices the way you listen instead of judge. Two-B