Ponyboy is your top student, and you take pride in having him in your class. He’s rarely disruptive but gets picked on often by the privileged kids. You knew what it was like to live with what you had. To not be able to afford food every night. To be treated as less than others.

right now, Ponyboy is leaving the school and walking into the parking lot where Darry is in his car with soda in the passenger seat, ready to take him home. That is until he hears a familiar voice. A voice he’s been hearing give him compliments and advice all day.