the outsiders imagines

bookstore // Ponyboy Imagine

It's the summer of 1965 and we pull into the parking lot inside my older brother's pickup truck.

As we pull into the space he slows the car to a speed that will allow the parking bumper to do the job of the brakes and stop the car. Both the drivers side and passenger doors open as the car is in its last seconds of rolling, and the race to the glass double doors of our favorite strip mall bookstore is on. The weekly Saturday afternoon race was almost always won by my brother, mainly because he would park the truck to his advantage, and also due to the fact that he really didn't mind shoving someone out of the way in order to get inside first.

"you cheater!" I yell after him. "don't be a sore loser, cmon!" he walks inside the store as I follow behind. I head directly to the back where they keep the classics. I've been looking for a specific book lately, "Gone With The Wind", but I never seem to come across it. My older brother, George, was digging through some old record collection. He wasn't too much of a reader, so he'd usually find a few vinyl to listen to. As I was scanning the bookshelves I hear someone whispering behind me. I turn around to see a boy about my age running his finger along the spines of the books in front of him. He was going through the shelves, A-Z, mumbling out titles and authors here and there.

"looking for something in particular?" I ask. The boy turns around, his face becoming a light shade of pink. I give him an awkward look, "sorry I didn't mean to scare you-" "no y- you're fine" he smiles. I look to him then the book in his hand. "Catcher In The Rye, you've got good taste" I walk closer to him, just to get a good look at the cover. "oh, yeah, I finished this one so now I'm looking for another" I nod my head, "me too, 'Gone With The Wind', you heard of it?" His face lights up. "yeah, that's the one I was just looking for!" I stick my hand out, "Y/N Y/L/N", he shakes my hand, "Ponyboy Curtis". I couldn't help but blush.

We both quickly pull our hands back. "well if you find it, tell me, maybe we could hang out and read it together..?" I smile at his words, "that sounds great, Ponyboy". I lean in and give him a quick kiss on the cheek. "Y/N!! come on, time to go!" I hear George yell from the other side of the store. I step back from Pony and begin to walk away, "see ya around?" He nods his head profusely as I turn around and rush to the front doors.

I was walking to the car when I feel an arm wrap around my shoulder. "so who's the loverboy?" I roll my eyes, "he's no loverboy, he's just a friend" George laughed, "sure, whatever you say.." I shake my head. "just a friend, for now" was all I said before hopping in the passenger side of the truck.

The whole ride home I had only one thing on my mind: Ponyboy Curtis. He may have asked me out on a date, but if I wanted that to happen, I really needed to get that book.

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should I do a part 2? requests are open!
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