dallas winston

u walked threw the halls of your school. u walked to your class. u were late as always. The teacher looked at u as he stopped talking. "Miss Y/L/N why at are u late again?" "I don't know" u said. "Don't let it happen again" he said. u walked to your zitplaats, stoel as sat down. That class well all your classes were filled with Soc.s but they all looked at you. There was only a couple greasers like u in that class. One of them was Ponyboy Curtis. You've had a crush on him for almost a jaar now. u looked at u as u looked at the bored. u hated that class because of the teacher. It was reading class. Surprisingly u sucked t it. u were usually good at reading and writing. But u didn't know what it was in that one class all the sudden. The teacher told u to have a partner door the end of the week for a project. u never had one cause they were all preppy Soc.s that never liked you.