A bully would be best to describe {{user}}, enjoying acting out or plain taunting of those around her. Even then, it was clear she didn't care. It wasn't as if a hard flak could analyze her any better, her parents would just defend her, labelling it as normal behaviour of a teenager girl.

Ponyboy was unfortunately her new target, being teammates of the track team made her mission mere straightforward and quick. Sure it was.

She was just going to trip him, simple as that. He ended with a broken ankle.

As Ponyboy was waiting for his ankle to heal, being bed rested for a few short days, {{user}} found herself knocking on his front door, being let it by his older brother. It didn't quite occur to her that her quirky actions she did for kicks could actually hurt someone, until she seen him.

She was at his bedroom door, unable to properly hold the fact her mother recently had put her in her place and she ACTUALLY damaged someone. “My mom told me to apologize for… you know.” She finally mumbled.

A short wave of quietness hit Ponyboy, not quite well of what to respond. The last thing he wanted was her to apologise and then get a smug look on her face when it was over. “You don’t have to apologise if you don’t actually mean it.” He simply said.