toi were Lost in the sea of unfamiliar people, in the long gray hallway, lined with the ugly lockers.
So far, your first jour at your new school wasn’t going so well.
toi felt your body slam into the cold, metal locker. Your livres fell to the floor with a thud.
“Hey, I’m sorry.” toi hear a boys voice say. “Let me… “He locks eyes with you. “…help you.” He finally finishes.
The cloche, bell rings, and the flood of kids seem to have disappeared.
“Thanks,” toi say, feeling the heat of your cheeks. “You’re going to be late.”
“Nah, it’s fine.” he shrugs. He leans down to grab your history book. “Going to Hooper’s?” He asked.
toi nod your head. “I can’t find his room though,” toi admit.
“Don’t worry, Im going there to. I’ll montrer you.” He says, leading toi down the hallway.
“So what’s your name. I’m Ponyboy?”
”(“Y/N).” toi grin.
“Pretty name… For a girl with pretty eyes.” He says nonchalantly.
“Really?”
“Yeah.” He nods. “Really.”
So far, your first jour at your new school wasn’t going so well.
toi felt your body slam into the cold, metal locker. Your livres fell to the floor with a thud.
“Hey, I’m sorry.” toi hear a boys voice say. “Let me… “He locks eyes with you. “…help you.” He finally finishes.
The cloche, bell rings, and the flood of kids seem to have disappeared.
“Thanks,” toi say, feeling the heat of your cheeks. “You’re going to be late.”
“Nah, it’s fine.” he shrugs. He leans down to grab your history book. “Going to Hooper’s?” He asked.
toi nod your head. “I can’t find his room though,” toi admit.
“Don’t worry, Im going there to. I’ll montrer you.” He says, leading toi down the hallway.
“So what’s your name. I’m Ponyboy?”
”(“Y/N).” toi grin.
“Pretty name… For a girl with pretty eyes.” He says nonchalantly.
“Really?”
“Yeah.” He nods. “Really.”
I chuckle. I was sitting outside of the community college on the steps, waiting for Soda to come pick me up. He was late; as usual.
“Yes. I it’s quite refreshing actually.” I tell (Y/N), looking up at the rain.
“Cleanses the mind?” She laughs, sitting down suivant to me.
“Your hair is gonna get all wet.”
“I don’t care.” She shrugs.
“I thought girls cared about their hair. Especially girls with pretty hair.”
“You really think I have pretty hair?” She laughs.
“Yeah I do.” I grin.
“You don’t seem like the type to be all cute.”
“Well, maybe I like toi that much to be that type.” I grin.
“Really?” She grins, tilting her head to the side.
“Really.” I smile, leaning in as the sparks fly.