All of these imagines take place in 1995.
PONYBOY:

You had been an orphan ever since you were 11. Your parents were killed at a bar. One guy slammed them both into the tables too hard and their necks twisted the wrong way. You were now 16 and you made such good friends at the orphanage. You always wondered though. Would someone ever adopt you?
Your question was answered one day.

It was a Saturday, and you and your best friends who had been there their whole lifes, were just chatting away and eating breakfast in your room. Their parents died giving birth to them.

"Y/N?" Someone walked in. "There's someone here to adopt you." She said sweetly as a man with blonde hair that you could obviously tell was bleached. Except it wasn't greased back like you heard about people telling you in the 60's. You being born in 79', you were only told about them. You just felt like he was a greaser.

"Hey, um which one of you is Y/N?" He asked you. You raised your hand. "I am." You muttered quietly. He smiled. You looked back at your friends. They looked saddened. You were all the closest thing to family you ever had.

"Guys, should I stay?" You whispered to them.
"Y/N, yes. You've dreamt of this your whole life. It's time for you to experience a real home. They all smiled sadly as you hugged them. You wiped away a few tears that fell. "I'm gonna miss you guys." You whispered, your lip quivering. "We will too. But this is for the best. We love you. We'll never forget you."

You turned around and saw the man looking sympathetic. You packed a bag of the clothes they gave you. The man smiled and led you out.

You didn't talk to each other the whole way to the car. You were just preparing to get to know each other.

He started driving and he kept looking at you, almost like he was trying to figure you out.

He pulled up in his drive way and you got out.
You walked through the front door and saw his home. It was pretty nice. He appeared to be single.

"So uh, you can put your things over here in your room if you like." He informed you softly. You nodded with a shy smile and walked to your room.

Once you were done, you and Ponyboy watched TV in the living room together. You talked about a ton of things and got to know each other pretty well. He told you about his old friends Johnny and Dallas and his crazy past.

He then noticed your Blink 182 shirt. "Hey, you like Blink 182? They're playing tonight. You wanna go?" You beamed. "Great. This will be fun."

That was the best night of your life.

SODAPOP:

At 6 months old, your parents abandoned you. You didn't ever know why. You can only assume you were too much to handle.

You had no one to talk to in the orphanage. They were all older than you. You were only 17 years old. They were all in their 20's.

"Y/N, come down stairs real quick." You heard at your door. You got up and went downstairs. There, you saw a man who looked to be in his 40's. He had golden grey hair and brown eyes. He was pretty tall too. He didn't look scary though.

"Oh, Y/N this is your new father, Sodapop." She smiled. Sodapop?

"It's nice to meet you, Y/N." He shook your hand.

"Well, sweetie, all you need to do is pack a bag and then you can go." She cheered. She was so happy you got a new home to go to.

"You ready to go?" He asked you as you came back down with everything.

"Yeah." You nodded.

He talked to you the whole way to the car. He told you about his brothers. Ponyboy being the youngest and how he always looked up to him. Ponyboy thinking that Darry was mean and scary. You felt like you trust this guy.

"You've got a nice house." You commented on his place. It really was a sweet looking place.

"Thanks. This is where I grew up. It looks a lot better than it did back then." He giggled.

"So, I know you got home, but I was wondering you were interested in seeing that new Toy Story movie?" He offered. You had always loved kid movies." You nodded. "That sounds really fun!" You exclaimed. "Well, let's go!"

The movie was good and so was your day.

DARRY:

Your mom died of cancer, and your dad couldn't take it and he became an alcoholic and eventually got arrested for trying to kill someone. You been here ever since you were 3. You were 18 now.

You were listening to your favorite music of the 90's when you heard a knock at the door. One of the caretakers walked in.

"Y/N, today is a good day. You're going to be in a real home!" She beamed. You raised a brow. "Really?" You asked. Was this really happening? She nodded her head as she called from behind her, "Come in, Darrel."

A middle aged looking man walked in and looked at you. He greeted you and you took your things and left with him.

"Your room is over there. You can put your things in there." You did and walked back into the kitchen.

"You hungry for anything?" He asked you.

"Ice cream?" You smirked.

"You want ice cream? We can go get ice cream."

"Sweet." You giggled.

You got your ice cream and ended up having a heart to heart with him.

TWO-BIT:

"You gotta catch me!" You screamed as you ran around the front yard of your orphanage. Your parents neglected you and soon abandoned you. Your brother was all you had. He took care of you. That was until he was drafted and killed. Now here you are at 17 years old in your orphanage.

You were currently chasing eachother around with your friends when a car pulled up. One of the care takers approached it and a man stepped out.

He looked like he was at least 40 or 50. He looked at you after the caretaker pointed at you. You were confused. Why does he want to talk to you?

They stepped across the grass over to you.

"Y/N. This man is here to take you under his care. Would you be willing to go with him?" She asked you. You were going to be in a real home? You were struck.

"Yes." You said. You hated to leave your friends, but they were about to get adopted too. The lady told them their adopter would arrive in a few days.

When you got in the car, he told you the funniest jokes the whole way home. You thought you were gonna die. They were hilarious.

You opened the door to his home and the first thing you saw was your room. There was a sign that said, "Welcome, home, Y/N!" You smiled and unpacked.

"Hey, can you tell me some more jokes?" You excitedly pleaded. He laughed. "Sure."

He spent half the night telling you the funniest jokes you ever heard.

STEVE:

Your parents had died of a car crash. You were currently stuck in here for what felt like forever. You didn't like it one bit. You wanted a real family for once. Your wish was about to be granted.

"Ok, listen up!" A care taker got everyone's attention.

"When I call you up, you're gonna come with the adult who will take you as their child." You saw lots of adult who looked to be very excited. When your name was called you looked at the man. He looked a bit intimidating, but you figured that was just his look.

"I'm Steve, and you're Y/N?" He asked just to clarify. You nodded your head. He then helped you put your bag in his car and you drove off. He drove pretty fast.

You unpacked and just looked around the house. You were comfortable.

"Ok, Y/N, I think we should get to know eachother, why don't get some food and talk."

You learned a lot about eachother and you both grew very close.

JOHNNY:

You and your friend, Y/B/F/N, were currently sitting on the floor of your room. You two were basically sisters. You told eachother everything. Kept eachother's secrets and did what girls do.
You didn't know the best day of your life was about to come.

"Y/N and Y/B/F/N. There's someone here to adopt you." A man with dark hair and dark complexions walked in. He looked really young to be a father.

"Johnny, these are the two girls you are adopting." She looked at you two.

"Hi." You both said. You two were so excited. You always saw eachother as sisters and now you really were sisters.

You both got in his car and you drove home. He opened up his door and you two went into your rooms to organize. When you came back, he told you he had to go somewhere.

"I'm gonna go to the grocery store and get some food. You guys stay here. I'll be right back then we're gonna get to know eachother. Don't sneak any boys in here." He warned. You two laughed. "We won't."

He came back and you 3 became the closest family in Tulsa.

DALLAS:

You had a rough background. Your parents yelled at eachother and took the anger on you. Their angry words were the bruises on your skin. They soon were arrested for child abuse and theft. Being only 16, you couldn't really trust anyone.

"Dallas, this is her." You heard behind you. You turned around and saw a man. He looked really tough and had blonde hair and the coldest blue eyes you've ever seen.

"Uh, hi?" You waved. "Y/N. I'm gonna be your new father." He told you. He didn't sound so mean.

"Ok, just let me pack ok?" He nodded as you did.

He drove pretty fast but not enough to get pulled over.

You looked around your new room and saw Dallas at the door. He had something in his hand.

It was a necklace.

"I got something for you." He smiled.
You stepped forward and took it. It was a necklace with a chain around it. There was a knife connected to the chain that said, "You're not alone." He must've been informed by your past.

"Thanks, dad." You hugged him.

"No problem, kid."