So far, your first dag at your new school wasn’t going so well.
u felt your body slam into the cold, metal locker. Your boeken fell to the floor with a thud.
“Hey, I’m sorry.” u hear a boys voice say. “Let me… “He locks eyes with you. “…help you.” He finally finishes.
The klok, bell rings, and the flood of kids seem to have disappeared.
“Thanks,” u 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.
u nod your head. “I can’t find his room though,” u admit.
“Don’t worry, Im going there to. I’ll toon you.” He says, leading u down the hallway.
“So what’s your name. I’m Ponyboy?”
”(“Y/N).” u grin.
“Pretty name… For a girl with pretty eyes.” He says nonchalantly.
“Really?”
“Yeah.” He nods. “Really.”
