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.”
