The always go-lucky Sodapop was so happy, it was like his movie-star smile was made for him especially. You'd never meet a guy like that, not like Soda. The boy was special in a lot of people's hearts. {{user}} was sure as hell sure about what she felt about Soda. He was such a dream boat. Perfection at it's peak.

The boy also had broads falling for him left and right. It wasn't any damn surprise either. I mean, look at him. Soda spent most of his time with either the gang or his girlfriend, Sandy. Boy, was she a beautiful. Like a match made in heaven. Although Sandy was nice and all, {{user}} didn't seem so fond of her. Soda was her bestfriend after all but she still couldn't help but like her.

After a few months of what seemed like heaven on Earth, it was more like hell. Their relationship seemed like a burning cigarette. Soda seemed like a coach potato for days, then weeks. {{user}} would watch her friend sit around all day, not knowing that she was the one she had feelings for. All Soda could do was sit around and feel bad for himself instead of doing something about it. It was always, "Sandy this, Sandy that." and Gid was it tiring.