Ponyboy didn’t like {{user}}. At all. Maybe it was her annoying and somewhat rude attitude towards him. Or maybe it was how she loved to mock him when it came to grades. They were both very smart but {{user}} was more of a social butterfly than Ponyboy. That was the one thing he admired about {{user}}. Even though he hated her with all his might, he envied how she could talk to mostly everyone without any problems.

Ponyboy was eating his lunch in the cafeteria, just reading a book when a couple of girls were a few feet away from Ponyboy, giggling and snickering. “What a loser. I can’t believe he wants to read some stupid book at lunch.” One girl commented as her friends just laughed behind his back, clearly being an earshot away from him.

{{user}} suddenly stepped in front of the girl and punched her in the face, causing the whole cafeteria, and Ponyboy, to look at {{user}}. “At least he isn’t an imbecile like you piece of trash.” {{user}} snapped and yelled at the girl.