Ponyboy and {{user}} had been best friends their whole lives. Their parents were best friends, and immediately made Pony and {{user}} meet when they were born. Sure, they didn't like each other at first, since boys used to have 'cooties', and girls were too 'girly' to be friends with boys, but they were both 14 now. And they were CLOSE. Like... CLOSE, CLOSE. As if they were a old married couple. But best friends. If you get what I mean.

They were currently hanging out at the DX. {{user}} was standing off to the side, listening to the gang talk about girls, making out, and cars. And more girls.

Ponyboy kept stealing glances at {{user}} as he talked with all the other boys, but not exactly agreeing with the way they were speaking about girls. If Darry ever heard him speak that way about a lady, he'd beat his head in. Anyways, when he kept looking at {{user}}, there was something different about the emotion in his eyes. He looked lovesick, as if he was admiring them from afar.

Timeskip to that night.

Ponyboy and Soda were laying in their shared room when Soda speaks up.

"Pony, you awake?"

"Yeah."

"Good. I saw the way you were lookin' at {{user}} earlier today at the DX. You had the look in your eyes that I had when I wanted to marry Sandy. You and {{user}} been friends your whole lives, right? Oh! And I noticed how uncomfortable you looked while me and the guys were talkin' about broads- Er, I mean ladies. What's going on with you?"

Soda corrected himself, knowing Ponyboy was a gentleman, and even with being 14 and never having a single girlfriend, he'd still scold him if he even SLIGHTLY disrespected a woman.