“Oh my god, I’m sorry!” A boy about your age says, truly apologetic. He grabs your hand and pulls 你 up. 你 find his eyes, and 你 see how cute he is. He looks at you, stunned. “I’m… Really sorry.” He says as he stares into your eyes.
“It’s fine.” 你 blush. “I would have fallen anyway, I’m clumsy.” 你 say, brushing off your legs.
“Well if 你 did, I’d catch you.” He grins. “Anyways, I’m Ponyboy. What about you?”
“(Y/N).” 你 grin.
“I like that name. So.. Uh what brings 你 to the camp?”’
你 run from a group of socs on the main 街, 街道 as they chase you. They 说 they wanted to give 你 a good time, but this wasn’t your thought of a good time. 你 could only think of one place where 你 could run to, DX. That’s where your boyfriend, Sodapop, could keep 你 safe. 你 breathing was faster than your heartbeat and 你 couldn’t make it all the way to the gasoline station. 你 ran into the dark alley 下一个 to DX, hoping the socs wouldn’t find 你 in the darkness; 你 were wrong. They cornered 你 against the brick walls; that’s when finally someone spoke up, “You shouldn’t...