One dia you are walking to the park to the fonte you love. You decided to leave the house because your parents got into an argument. You hate when your parents fight. When you arrive at the park, you see this boy crying por the fountain. He was very good-looking. He was a greaser with black greasy hair and tan skin. He had a ripped-up jean jaqueta with ripped jean pants. You walk up to him.
"Hey, are you ok?" you ask.
He looks up at you with a sad look.
"I- I'm fine," he says as he wipes his eyes.
You notice he has a few bruises on his face and a scar on his left cheek. As you sat down, he raised his head from his arms and looked at you. You saw his eyes and they were a very dark brown. So dark that they were almost black.
"Why are you crying?" you ask him nervously.
"Uh- I just- got beat up por my parents and a few Socs," he said sniffling.
You know these guys. They are the rich kids that live on the Southside of town. They were always picking a fight with kids, especially greasers. Suddenly you realize that you were angry. You felt the angry rise in your body. The boy sitting seguinte to you seemed so harmless and innocent. He was very quiet and shy. You hate it when people hurt other people especially kids. I was so angry at the fact that his parents would do such things to him.
"What's your name?" you ask trying to stay calm.
"Johnny," he said while looking at you.
"What's yours?"
"I'm (y/n)"
"C'mon it'll be ok," you say trying to help Johnny up.
As you both were on your feet, you ask Johnny,
"How did you get your scar?"
"Uh- I was jumped a few months atrás and the guy had a few rings," Johnny says while rubbing his scar gently.
You could feel the anger rise in you again but you took a deep breath in and out. Right, when I was gonna ask his age, he said,
"What a pretty girl like you walking por yourself around here?"
You could feel your cheeks turning red and you looked away.
"Umm- my parents were fighting. I don't like when they argue, so I just come here," you said looking at your feet.
Then Johnny took your hand unexpectedly and said,
"Don't worry I'll protect you" then he kissed you on your cheek.
"C'mon I want you to meet a few of my buddies," he said still holding your hand and staring deeply in your eyes with a smile on his face.
"Sure!" you said blushing uncontrollably. You could tell this was the start of a strong friendship. Or maybe it could be more.
"Hey, are you ok?" you ask.
He looks up at you with a sad look.
"I- I'm fine," he says as he wipes his eyes.
You notice he has a few bruises on his face and a scar on his left cheek. As you sat down, he raised his head from his arms and looked at you. You saw his eyes and they were a very dark brown. So dark that they were almost black.
"Why are you crying?" you ask him nervously.
"Uh- I just- got beat up por my parents and a few Socs," he said sniffling.
You know these guys. They are the rich kids that live on the Southside of town. They were always picking a fight with kids, especially greasers. Suddenly you realize that you were angry. You felt the angry rise in your body. The boy sitting seguinte to you seemed so harmless and innocent. He was very quiet and shy. You hate it when people hurt other people especially kids. I was so angry at the fact that his parents would do such things to him.
"What's your name?" you ask trying to stay calm.
"Johnny," he said while looking at you.
"What's yours?"
"I'm (y/n)"
"C'mon it'll be ok," you say trying to help Johnny up.
As you both were on your feet, you ask Johnny,
"How did you get your scar?"
"Uh- I was jumped a few months atrás and the guy had a few rings," Johnny says while rubbing his scar gently.
You could feel the anger rise in you again but you took a deep breath in and out. Right, when I was gonna ask his age, he said,
"What a pretty girl like you walking por yourself around here?"
You could feel your cheeks turning red and you looked away.
"Umm- my parents were fighting. I don't like when they argue, so I just come here," you said looking at your feet.
Then Johnny took your hand unexpectedly and said,
"Don't worry I'll protect you" then he kissed you on your cheek.
"C'mon I want you to meet a few of my buddies," he said still holding your hand and staring deeply in your eyes with a smile on his face.
"Sure!" you said blushing uncontrollably. You could tell this was the start of a strong friendship. Or maybe it could be more.
“Do you like plants?”
“Ummm… Sure?” You answer your boyfriend Two-Bit.
“That’s not a good answer.”
“Ok I don’t like plants?”
“Wrong answer.”
“I like plants?”
“Good.”
“Why?”
“Because I got you one.” He looks up towards the ceiling.
“Oh…” You say, it finally clicking. “I like this plant.”
“Good.” He grins as he kisses you.
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