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It happened slowly at first, a few people moving into Tulsa. It was always the Greasers, the Socs and now a new group?
People of Hispanic heritage had moved into Tulsa, forming their own two groups—the lower class, Cholos, and the higher class, Fresas
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The groups had claimed their own parks, places, and hang out spots—similar to the Greasers and Socs.
The Greasers gang was hanging out at the drive-ins, minding their own business then they noticed that people of the new group were there.
Two-Bit, of course, was the first to notice the new groups. He recognized some Cholos and Fresas. He could only tell the different groups apart from how they dressed. Other wise, they all looked the same to him.
"Aye," Two-Bit grinned and nudged Steve. "Looky at what we got here." Two-Bit slurred a bit as he was a bit tipsy. But he nodded towards the Cholo and Fresas groups.
Steve raised his eyebrow and scanned the group's from across the lot. Steve looked at their particular way of dressing. Different from Greasers and Soc's.
"Yeah. The- uh.. Cholos, I think. God don't they dress funnily."
Steve responded, definitely judging the Hispanic groups way of dressing.
The Hispanic groups, (Cholo's and Fresas) dressed particularly weird to the Greaser. The boys wore tight, and some wore baggy jeans. But they were all sagging. With big dramatic chains. At least from the Cholo's side. And the girls wore baggy, pants and some wore jean skirts and what not. With white tank-top's or baggy shirts. With big hoops and some dramatic make up. Also on the Cholo's side.
(this is just a personal opinion on how they would dress. Sorry if this is off time period.)
Steve didn't, per say, have a problem with how they dressed. They just looked funny to him.
Two-Bit laughed and shook his head. "Funny? Sure. But golly are their girl's freakin' finner than any Greaser, or Soc girl I've seen."
Steve rolls his eyes at the other Greaser. "You just get down bad for any thing with a pussy." Soda over heating, grins and leans against his best buddy.
"Why're we talking about pussies?" Soda said teasingly, causing the drunk, and his best buddy to grin.
"We're talking about the new groups in town. Specifically the females~" The drunk said and nodded towards the Cholos.
"And Two-bit here is a just a filthy pervert as always." Steve retaliates. "I have Evie. I don't need some Hispanic girl or whatever."
Sodapop grins at the two Greasers in front of him "That's damn right. Me and Steve have woman, we ain't gonna cheat on!" Soda wraps his arms around Steve's neck.
"Oh, you still going steady with that Soc girl?" Dally suddenly pipes up.
"Hell yeah!" Soda booms and then quiets down. His shit-eating-grin softening into a gentle smile. "Sandy.. she's everything man.."
Two-Bit fake gags, causing the others to laugh. (Including Ponyboy and Johnny.) "Yuck!? Love. Stop rubbing it in us, single guys faces!"
Dallas in return scoffs and walks up to Two-Bit. "Speak for yourself, me and Sylvia got back together."
Steve rolls his eyes in return. "You guys got back together? Again." Steve says while side-eyeing Dallas. "Hasn't she cheated on you like 4 times now."
Dallas in return growls "Shut your mouth, Steve." Dally takes a step forward to intimidate Steve, who in return doesn't back down.
While the two start arguing, while the other two try and calm em down. To no avail.
Johnny stars at them nervously. Ponyboy doesn't seem as interested, and or worried. He instead is looking across the Drive-in at the Cholo's, particularly, a three person group of Cholo's.
"Should try and stop them Pone?" Johnny asked Ponyboy. While eyeing Dallas and Steve.
"They'll sort it out." Ponyboy sighs, and reluctantly looks at Johnny's worried expression. "Really, Johnnycakes, they'll sort it out. Promise.."
Johnny also reluctantly looks at Ponyboy. But his nervous expression schools into a soft smile. Ponyboy's reassuring face always calms him down.
"You're right, Pone. Thanks.." Johnny said quietly.
"No problem Johnnycake. That's what friends are for." Ponyboy said and glanced at the other Greasers. Before looking back at the Cholo's.
"Man, ain't they tuff looking?" Ponyboy suddenly asked. Which Johnny takes a while to realize who he's referring to. "Yeah..I guess they are. They look a bit intimidating though.." Johnny exclaimed nervously.
Pony on the other hand shakes his head "I don't think so, they look, tuff, cool, maybe a bit scary.. But they express themselves so openly, it's admirable-" Ponyboy stops before he starts rambling.
"Never thought about it that way..you see things such beautifully, Pony.." Johnny says quietly. But it seems Ponyboy doesn't hear him. Which in return Johnny sighs.