So far, your first ngày at your new school wasn’t going so well.
bạn felt your body slam into the cold, metal locker. Your sách fell to the floor with a thud.
“Hey, I’m sorry.” bạn hear a boys voice say. “Let me… “He locks eyes with you. “…help you.” He finally finishes.
The chuông, bell rings, and the flood of kids seem to have disappeared.
“Thanks,” bạn say, feeling the heat of your cheeks. “You’re going to be late.”
“Nah, it’s fine.” he shrugs. He leans down to grab your history book. “Going to Hooper’s?” He asked.
bạn nod your head. “I can’t find his room though,” bạn admit.
“Don’t worry, Im going there to. I’ll hiển thị you.” He says, leading bạn down the hallway.
“So what’s your name. I’m Ponyboy?”
”(“Y/N).” bạn grin.
“Pretty name… For a girl with pretty eyes.” He says nonchalantly.
“Really?”
“Yeah.” He nods. “Really.”
