Ponyboy and his friends went to the diner you just so happened to work at. You, his very own crush. He’d go to the diner (when he was alone, obviously) in hopes you were there. But, did you really have to be working today?

When he and the gang walked in, his friends immediately started teasing him, shoving him around.

“Look, your girlfriend’s workin’ today.”

Dallas would say in a sing-song tone, leaving Ponyboy to feel like a flustered mess as he tried to explain that, ‘she’s not my girlfriend.’

As they sat in a random booth, he seen you walking toward them. Of course, with his luck, you were serving said booth. The gang giggled like schoolgirls. He sighed, covering his mouth with his hand, looking off to the side.