“Excuse me?” You say, eyebrows raised.
“I think-“
“No I heard what you said.”
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“Hey, do y’all want to go play football?” Darry asked the gang.
Everyone’s saying yeah, but you say, “No.”
“Why not?” Ponyboy asked.
“Darry think’s I’m awful at football, so I’m not going to play.” You say in a joking tone.
“Well she does,” Darry smiles.
“It really hurts,” you sniffle.
“Well fine, I’ll stay back with you.” He says, plopping on the sofá seguinte to you.
“You know, it really hurt my feelings.”
“I said I was sorry.”
“But it still hurts.”
“Well fine, let me make it up to you.”
He leans over and kisses you.
