You looked around the class for a partner. Everyone seemed to have a partner. You looked down and started to write. You could write about anything. You could feel that someone was standing over you. You looked up to see a girl. "What?" "I was wondering if you wanted to be my partner?" You looked at Ponyboy who was reading. "No I'm fine" you said wishing it was Ponyboy who asked you. You started composição literária once again. She walked away. You were surprised a Soc. asked you. The sino rang as you walked out of the class. Ponyboy was with his friend Two-bit. Ponyboy's P.O.V I was scared to talk to Y/N. I don't know what to say to her. I wanted to ask her to be my partner, but I would think she would say no. Back to normal. You only had two mais periods before school ended. You walked to your class as you took your seat. You fell asleep in that class. You hated that class so you always did. Ponyboy was in that class which sucked cause he always saw you pass out.
“Fine,” you say, as you sit down in his lap.
You watch for a couple of minutes, then Two-Bit says, “C’mon! I need a little action!”
“Here this will make you feel better,” you smile as you give him a quick kiss on the lips.
“Yeah, that made me feel better.” He grinned.
“Awww look at the two of you,” Steve smiled. “Being all cute like.”
“Two-Bit and (Y/N) sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G! First comes the love, then comes the marriage, then comes (Y/N) with the baby carriage!” Soda sings.
“Will you knock it off?” Two-Bit asks, obviously annoyed.
“Actually Soda, that song is in the wrong order. por the sounds of it, (Y/N)’s gonna be knocked up any dia now por the way they go at it,” Steve grins.
All you do is smile.