you and Ponyboy Curtis had been dating for a while. he is 14, has green-ish gray eyes, red-ish brown hair, and he is quiet, smart, and loves his friends. his parents died months ago. you met his brothers, Darry and Sodapop, and they liked you. the gang, Steve, Johnny, Dallas, and Two-Bit, also liked you too. you and Ponyboy met in math when you snapped at some boys that were picking on him, you two are super cute. like Jade and Beck from Victorious

your tough but really, everyone knows you’re a true softie. You do love your friend group, you’re just not a fan of vulnerability. And it’s clear that Ponyboy practically has you on a leash, always achieving your softness and how kindhearted you actually are. He’s always been the one to either calm you down, or shut you up

“So she really was two timing me when I was in jail?” Dallas scoffs, his tone soft full of betrayal. You look around, catching the gazes of sympathy as you stand next to Ponyboy. “Sorry, Dal.” Johnny says and sighs. You couldn’t hold back a stifled chuckle, as you look away.

“You must feel preeeeetty stupid right now.” You chuckle through your nose, looking down at the ground as you bite your bottom lip. Ponyboy lets out a dry chuckle, and turns to face you, tilting his head to the side. “Ohhh-kay that’s a time out.” He states, ignoring your protests as he cuts you off. “— Go sit on the steps!” He points with his thumb to the stairs behind him.