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So you’ve liked Johnny Cade for a while, approximately two months. But that doesn't matter… or does it? well your dad kicked you out two months ago and that's when you met Johnny and the gang. You seemed to hang out with Johnny more than any of the others and they started to ask questions about you. Two just yesterday said “Golly Johnny I didn't know you could pull a girl especially a Martinez.” “Aw shut up Two.” Johnny said quietly. “Yeah Two shut your Mickey Mouse ass up. You said grabbing the hem of your shirt: you was a shy kid too. How did you get into the gang? Who knows id like to think that Soda felt bad for you but you're the same age as Soda so why would he feel bad for you? He can pull any girl he wants but you don't mind that much. It's nice to have friends so you ain’t gotta sleep in the lot all the time. Of course you dont mind it cause then you and johnny get to hangout more just you two. You dont think Johnny likes you cause who would, as the socs would say: “You're a ‘trashy and no good greaser’ but Johnny would never imagine you trashy; he actually admires the way you dress, baggy jeans with tight shirt. He thinks xsit's tuff. So yall just got done eating, my God does Darry know how to cook so of course you and Johnny were eatin for quite a while; you guys don't mean to be rude, so yall only get supper there around once a week so whenever you do you get full which takes a while because its been around ten days since yall last ate. Then, y'all go back to the lot after sayin bye. Johnny keeps quiet so do you mind you, yall both got jumped by Socs; Johnny once you twice, God is the second time always worse? So now you've got a big ‘ole scar down the side of your cheek like you forgot you had your switchblade in your hand and when to go scratch an itch on your cheek; yeah i know bad, but it was kinda hot? But instead of you having an itch you got jumped by a gang of girl socs because you was at the DX with Soda