Livin' On The East Side


{ Stevie Lowewood |15| Greaser }

Stevie Lowewood. I'm a greaser girl, 15 years old, and I live with my parents who I get along just fine with. I like horses, painting, reading, and writing. I used to say I never got around much, but now that's a different story. My best friends are my gang of greasers, and that'll never change.

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"Greaser, greaser, greaser, O' victim of environment, underprivileged, rotten, no count hood!"

sodapop-patrick:

“Hey Stevie!” Sodapop greeted with a grin. “Long time no talk!”

Stevie looked over at Sodapop, coming up behind her with that friendly grin he usually wore. “Hey Sodapop! Where have you been?” She turned on her heels and approached him, folding her arms over her chest to…

Stevie nodded, folding her arms and staring elsewhere. She took what Soda was saying into consideration; she supposed she could relate fairly well to what he was feeling. “I understand. You just shrug it off eventually. It’s pretty unfortunate at first .. but then you realize you have other people to rely on.” 

“You’re right Stevie.” Sodapop agreed with a smile. “So what’s been up with you?”

“Well, I’ve been dreamin’ about summer time, and slackin’ on my grades.” Stevie grinned, even though she knew in her head it wasn’t exactly a good thing. “Soon enough it’ll all be over and I can just be free.. I miss summer..” Stevie frowned deeply, twisting her fingers together. 

“I sure do know that feeling.” Sodapop said with a smile. “Summer is just a real good time of year. Everyone is worry and stress free and it’s real warm and nice outside.”

“Well, Tulsa gets almost too warm sometimes. I find myself running inside to catch some AC on the occasional summer day..” Stevie smiled wryly, running her tongue over her teeth as she avoided that dreaded feeling of a few more months of school. “Sometime during the summer, you should take me out for a drag race. I ain’t ever been in one, but I heard they’re real fun. Shoot, maybe you could even take me for one sometime sooner!” If Stevie knew one thing about Sodapop, it was that he liked drag races. A lot. Everyone knew that.

(Source: greaserstevie)



@gettoughlikeme

OOC ; Oh my god .. Please make this your little side picture .


OOC ; Alright , this is important . Everyone needs to read.

I don’t understand this RP anymore . We all claim to be “greasers” or “socs” apart of “The Outsiders” roleplay, but everyone acts different. I don’t feel like I’m apart of something I love anymore. I feel like a person stuck in a big blob of people just.. talking with different names and faces other than their real ones. It’s kind of making me mad, and I almost want to leave the RP. I’m trying my best not to be demanding and rude, but is there anyway we can make this RP the way it’s supposed to be? The Outsiders? I can’t say much because it’s not like “Stevie Lowewood” is an actual character in the book or movie, but I really do try. A lot of people just seem to be .. there. 



sodapop-patrick:

“Hey Stevie!” Sodapop greeted with a grin. “Long time no talk!”

Stevie looked over at Sodapop, coming up behind her with that friendly grin he usually wore. “Hey Sodapop! Where have you been?” She turned on her heels and approached him, folding her arms over her chest to…

Stevie nodded, folding her arms and staring elsewhere. She took what Soda was saying into consideration; she supposed she could relate fairly well to what he was feeling. “I understand. You just shrug it off eventually. It’s pretty unfortunate at first .. but then you realize you have other people to rely on.” 

“You’re right Stevie.” Sodapop agreed with a smile. “So what’s been up with you?”

“Well, I’ve been dreamin’ about summer time, and slackin’ on my grades.” Stevie grinned, even though she knew in her head it wasn’t exactly a good thing. “Soon enough it’ll all be over and I can just be free.. I miss summer..” Stevie frowned deeply, twisting her fingers together. 

(Source: greaserstevie)


IMPERSONATE ME IN MY ASK BOX!

exactlyjaneporter:

justonekiss:

itsoundsmetallic:

AHHHH 

YES PLEASE!!! 

YES.  YES.  IC OR OOC.


sodapop-patrick:

“Hey Stevie!” Sodapop greeted with a grin. “Long time no talk!”

Stevie looked over at Sodapop, coming up behind her with that friendly grin he usually wore. “Hey Sodapop! Where have you been?” She turned on her heels and approached him, folding her arms over her chest to…

Stevie nodded, folding her arms and staring elsewhere. She took what Soda was saying into consideration; she supposed she could relate fairly well to what he was feeling. “I understand. You just shrug it off eventually. It’s pretty unfortunate at first .. but then you realize you have other people to rely on.” 

(Source: greaserstevie)


Anyone around this evening? I don’t bite ..

sodapop-patrick:

“Hey Stevie!” Sodapop greeted with a grin. “Long time no talk!”

Stevie looked over at Sodapop, coming up behind her with that friendly grin he usually wore. “Hey Sodapop! Where have you been?” She turned on her heels and approached him, folding her arms over her chest to block out the breeze in the air. 

“Trying unsuccessfully to woo Steel.” Sodapop said with a laugh.

Stevie laughed, amused by this. Her blue eyes drifted away from Soda, and she spoke in a matter of fact voice. “Soda, hate to break it to ya’, but I know Steel. I ain’t close with her, but I know she has it bad for Scott, and Scott is head over heels for her.” She glanced back at Soda, wearing a half smile. 

(Source: greaserstevie)


Anyone around this evening? I don’t bite ..

sodapop-patrick:

“Hey Stevie!” Sodapop greeted with a grin. “Long time no talk!”

Stevie looked over at Sodapop, coming up behind her with that friendly grin he usually wore. “Hey Sodapop! Where have you been?” She turned on her heels and approached him, folding her arms over her chest to block out the breeze in the air. 

(Source: greaserstevie)