Outsiders imagines

Ponyboy

I am absolutely in love with Ponyboy Curtis. The problem is that I'm a soc and he's a greaser. We hangout sometimes but our friends freak out about it his friends ask 'why you talkin' to some snob?' And my friends ask 'why you talking to that hood?' So we don't get to talk much. I get to sit next to him in history though so I can talk to him then.

"Okay class you and a partner are going to be doing a project. You will pick someone from history and research them. You will write a paper and present it to the class." Mr. Lee announced. I looked at my best friend, Ella, and she looked at me.

"Don't get too excited (Y/n) and Ella. You're partners are the people you are sitting with." I smiled at Ponyboy. Ella winked at me. She knew that I liked him. She also supported me. She had her eye on a greaser herself. Curly Shepard. Who she sat by in math class. "You have the last fifteen minutes of class to discuss with your partner."

"Where do you wanna go to work on this?" He asked.

"I guess the library." I shrugged.

"Yeah." He laughed. "I don't think either of us would be welcomed at the others house."

"Oh my parents would love it if I brought a greaser home." I said sarcastically and laughed.

"Of course they would. Greasers are respectable people." He replied. "Who do you wanna do the project on?"

"What about Amelia Earhart?"

"Yeah. We can do it on her." He said as the bell rang. "I'll meet you outside after school."

"Okay." I smiled and went to Ella so we could walk to math class together.

"You and Ponyboy get to work together!" Ella said excitedly. "If y'all start dating I promise to keep it a secret."

"We're not gonna start dating." I rolled my eyes.

"Ugh this is such a Romeo and Juliet thing. You're both gonna die." She sighed.

"Oh my god we're not gonna die." I laughed.

"Whatever." She said as we walked into math class.

"Don't whatever me!" She stuck her tongue out and say down. We were working on a worksheet when Curly was called out into the hall and then Ella. I gave her a questioning look when she walked in. She sat down but then a couple minutes later to sharpen her pencil. She dropped a piece of paper on my desk. I unfolded it and read it.

'omg! Mrs. Smith just asked me to tutor Curly!'

'Seriously?!' I wrote down and draped the paper on the floor and kicked it back to her. We've become quite good at passing notes.

'Seriously! I'm tutoring him after school today at the library!'

'That's where me and Pony are going to work on our project.'

'Coincidence? I think not!' I smiled and looked at her. She nodded at me and I threw the note in my book bag. School was finally over and I walked outside to meet Pony.

"Hey (Y/n). Ready to go."

"Hey Ponyboy. Yeah." I smiled and we started walking to the library. He's such a sweetheart! I just wanna hug him and never let go.

"Do you think the whole greaser vs soc thing will ever end?" I asked as we sat down in the library.

"Probably not." We were there for about twenty minutes and we almost had all of the information for our project. Pony said he'd write the essay with the info we both wrote down and I would read it to the class. As we were leaving the library he stopped and turned to me. "Do you wanna go out with me sometime?"

"I would love to but.."

"Forget the whole greaser soc thing." He interrupted. "Just think of us as two regular people." I smiled.

"If love to go out with you sometime." He smiled. we walked out when he asked me another question.

"Does your friend Ella like Curly?"

"Yeah why?"

"He likes her and is scared to make a move. I'll tell him to."

I guess me and Ella got ourselves some greasers.