"Ok class, remember to keep reading, have a great summer!" Your teacher Mrs. gaio, jay said as the last sino rang and you were finally released from school, summer had just began! "Hey Aleah, wait for me!" You heard a familiar voice behind you running after you. It was Ponyboy, he's been your best friend since 1st grade and he lived really close to you, you never really thought much about your friendship until recently you discovered you had feeling for him, they were strong emotions and you always felt awkward talking to him because you didn't want I say anything embarrassing. "Hey Pony!" "I was wondering if you want to start off summer por coming over to the dingo with the gang?" "Sure I'd um I mean yeah I'll be there later." "I'll walk you home, " you were both walking slowly and you wanted to tell him so badly what you felt but you just couldn't. "I never noticed how pretty your eyes are and your hair falls perfectly behind your ears." You blushed and smiled slightly,"Thanks," you were on the front steps of your house, "Aleah I have to tell you this before I leave you, I won't be here a lot this summer because a newspaper asked me to publicar a few artigos and write some for them, but I wanted to tell you that I think you're special, in a good way and I really like you! I want someone to be able to share sunsets with and that person is you," "Pony, I've always liked you two! Please don't leave me," you began to cry slowly and softly, pónei, pônei hugged you and kissed you while the tears stopped flowing, "Remember, I'm always here for you, see you later at the dingo ok?" pónei, pônei hugged you one last time and ran towards his house yelling, "I amor you Aleah!"
You were actually close to Soda. Danny played with Grace and Logan all the time. You couldn’t even begin to imagine how they felt.
You hear the front door open. Darry was início now. You take another deep breath, and sit at the cozinha table.
Just breathe.
He walks into the kitchen. “Hey babe, what’s wrong?” He asks, setting down his wallet and keys.
You swallow. “I got a call.” Is all you manage to say.
“About?” He asks, eyebrows raised.
“Soda’s dead.” You blurt out.
The look on Darry’s face would haunt your memory for the rest of your life.
He just sat down on the floor in pure shock, mouth open, eyes wide.