first I read it in class
then I watch the movie
then I think about what I have in common with characters
my eyes layed on Johnny
he was shy
he depended on his Những người bạn yet he can watch for himself
I was in so much pain from friends
I thought I could depend on them
they did so much but I always let it slide if it wasn't on me
but that group had a ...thing they would usually do
they picked on one person with a small flaw
and they diside to ditch her
that's what they do
in about a tháng they are out of the group
I've known that since ngày one
I've never known it would last so long
4 years. that's pretty long
I had to change for them
I Mất tích my southern self
and disdied to keep the tomboy me
they didn't like it but I eventually rubbed of on them
I became girly
every time a guy would start talking about something girls wouldn't find interesting
I would want to tham gia in
but I didn't
I stayed with my friends
talked girly
eventually ditched ripped jeans for skirts
soon something hit me
I'm not what they think I am!
I'm who I want to be
strong
guyish
went back to wearing ripped jeans
never pre ripped
I was who I was
they shouldn't mess with me
they started
ignoring me
I was so quiet and shy
no one could get me talking
I started noticing how much they lie to me
"don't worry Jennifer we like you"
everyone else would stay quiet
I felt
a million things
I could never name it like I wanted it
after watching the outsiders
I realize I am an
the perfect way to say it
the outsiders
then I found a friend just like me
PonygirlCirtis7
she's shy and funny and nice and tình yêu The Outsiders
she made me feel better
when I stopped worrying about my old Những người bạn I didn't need so much of that
now I don't feel like I talk to her enough
hoặc tình yêu Johnny enough
I feel neutral about them
but NO
I tình yêu Johnny ether way
I need to talk to Ponygirl more
then I watch the movie
then I think about what I have in common with characters
my eyes layed on Johnny
he was shy
he depended on his Những người bạn yet he can watch for himself
I was in so much pain from friends
I thought I could depend on them
they did so much but I always let it slide if it wasn't on me
but that group had a ...thing they would usually do
they picked on one person with a small flaw
and they diside to ditch her
that's what they do
in about a tháng they are out of the group
I've known that since ngày one
I've never known it would last so long
4 years. that's pretty long
I had to change for them
I Mất tích my southern self
and disdied to keep the tomboy me
they didn't like it but I eventually rubbed of on them
I became girly
every time a guy would start talking about something girls wouldn't find interesting
I would want to tham gia in
but I didn't
I stayed with my friends
talked girly
eventually ditched ripped jeans for skirts
soon something hit me
I'm not what they think I am!
I'm who I want to be
strong
guyish
went back to wearing ripped jeans
never pre ripped
I was who I was
they shouldn't mess with me
they started
ignoring me
I was so quiet and shy
no one could get me talking
I started noticing how much they lie to me
"don't worry Jennifer we like you"
everyone else would stay quiet
I felt
a million things
I could never name it like I wanted it
after watching the outsiders
I realize I am an
the perfect way to say it
the outsiders
then I found a friend just like me
PonygirlCirtis7
she's shy and funny and nice and tình yêu The Outsiders
she made me feel better
when I stopped worrying about my old Những người bạn I didn't need so much of that
now I don't feel like I talk to her enough
hoặc tình yêu Johnny enough
I feel neutral about them
but NO
I tình yêu Johnny ether way
I need to talk to Ponygirl more
Ponyboy’s Perspective
“Dad?”
“Yeah, Scar?” I say, looking away from the football game I was watching. I was holding Ella, she was 4 months old now.
“How did bạn and Mom meet?” The 12 năm old asked.
“I bet it was an epic tình yêu story.” Eight năm old Rhett says sarcastically.
“Was Mommy pretty when bạn met her?” Charlie, who was five now, asked.
“The prettiest girl I’d ever seen.” I smiled down at him. “Until Scar and Ella came along. Now I know the three prettiest girls in the world. Anyways, there’s not much to tell. I saw her one day, and I fell in love. I thought she didn’t like me…”
“Nah, I like bạn a lot.” (Y/N) grinned from the doorway.
Seventeen.
Seventeen bottles of bia I have drunk in the past 37 minutes.
Seventeen.
I pick up number eighteen, twist the mũ lưỡi trai, cap off, and pour it down my throat. It’s tasteless.
I lean my head back against the tường from where I sit on the floor of my basement.
I see a football. Danny’s football. It used to be Danny’s football. Now it’s just some football my son used to hold, used to play with. It probably smelled like him. Part of me wanted to go pick it up, the other part of me didn’t wanted to be reminded of the last time we played football together.
I pick up number nineteen, and out of the corner of my eye see (Y/N)’s old dolls, something we thought we could use for our little girl someday.
But that’s not going to happen.
I know what happened. I saw their mangled, bruised, broken, dead bodies after their accident.
I pick up number twenty.
Oh God how was I going to say this.
The rest of my life depended on this.
She was just perfect. In every way possible. She was beautiful. Kind. Sweet. Funny. Understanding. Just (Y/N).
And I needed to tell her.
Tell her how much I needed her, wanted her, and had to have her. It was a feeling beyond comprehension. It was love.
I needed to tell her I loved her.
So here I am, sitting in the lot, looking at the stars with (Y/N). Doing something I tình yêu with the one I love.
I look over at her, her eyes gleaming from the light of the fire.
“(Y/N)?” I ask as I grab her hand.
“Yeah?” She turns to face me.
“I-I think…” I start.
“Just say it,” she smiles.
“I tình yêu you.” I blurt out.
She looks surprised for a second. But then she grins.
“I tình yêu bạn too.”
“This was my mom’s,” he mutters. “(Y/N) (Y/L/N), will bạn marry me?”