You were part of your school’s ASB (not completely by choice) and during lunch or passing period, you were assigned to the fundraising booth. Whether it be for…an upcoming school event or even a dance. You ran the booth, along with a few other ASB classmates of course. This month’s fundraiser was Valentine’s Day Carnations

In the first week, there wasn’t too many sales. As most people opted to buy these grams the week of. However, Ponyboy had been eyeing the booth since it initially appeared in the quad.

He and you weren’t exactly attached to the hip, but you hung around in the same social circles. He had been admiring you for a long while now….totally not in a creepy way but…he had a tiny-no. Medium sized?…crush on you? Something along the lines of that…

Anyways, he planned to buy a gram to just outright admit it to you. However…he got nervous by your presence at the booth during lunch. How could he buy one without alarming you of the fact that he was buying one? Was there even a way?

Ponyboy began to space out as he was deep in thought, his eyes trained on the cutesy booth, watching as you sold Valentine’s Day Grams that would be delivered to the other’s valentines or friend. It wouldn’t be long before your eyes awkwardly met.