“Oh my god, I’m sorry!” A boy about your age says, truly apologetic. He grabs your hand and pulls anda up. anda find his eyes, and anda 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.” anda blush. “I would have fallen anyway, I’m clumsy.” anda say, brushing off your legs.
“Well if anda did, I’d catch you.” He grins. “Anyways, I’m Ponyboy. What about you?”
“(Y/N).” anda grin.
“I like that name. So.. Uh what brings anda to the camp?”’
After I told Steve and Soda about what had happened with Marcia, they kept on ranting on about how they're going to get me a new girl. "Is there anyone you've got an eye on?" Soda asked, as he smirked. To be honest, there wasn't really anyone. Well, at least that's what I thought. "Nah, not really." They both looked at me. "What do anda mean, not really?" Steve asked in a 'Oooing' voice. Now both of them were smirking wildly. "I mean, there's no one I really like." I was lying through my teeth. I knew that I was slowly falling for Mary, but I could never tell them. Mary was my best friend, and...