No Ordinary Broad

You just moved here from mild, easygoing Kansas... not that you really cared...*cough* lies*cough*. Okay, so maybe you did miss the gentle breezes and soft tapping of rain. You just didn't tell anyone that; you knew nobody here would listen. You had been told by many people that Tulsa was a pretty rough-and-tumble sort of place, and you didn't expect anybody to just... understand. Pretty considerate, eh? They had also told you about some people who you should steer clear of; Greasers. They were, according to most of your classmates, hoods and criminals. Not someone you'd like to meet in a dark alley. You wonder what it'd be like to meet one...