80s Imagines

For @Radical80ss: PonyBoy Imagine. P1

Your P.O.V

Another boring Monday at school. Usually I sat next to my crush, Ponyboy. He wasn't at school today and that made it extra boring. Where could he be?! I wondered, staring out the window. "Sophia!" A sharp whisper made me turn around. No sooner than I had, something wet and mushy hit me in the forehead. A spitball. I turned around again and wiped it off, drying my head. Tears welled in my eyes, blinking them away, I turned my thoughts to my work.

Riiiing riiiing riiiiiiing.
The bell had went and I was free. Free to actually live. Free from that prison. My thoughts turned to Pony. Where was he? I decided to go to his house, I've been there before, to study, so I knew where it was. I carefully snuck away down some backstreet, to avoid the socs, as I didn't want any trouble. When I got to his house I knocked on the door. No one answered so I peeked through the window. I admit, I felt bad, prying in other peoples windows wasn't really my thing. I couldn't see anyone in there. "Hello? Ponyboy? SodaPop? Darrel? Anyone?" No one answered. "Guess I'll head home though." Not that I wanted to. My parents were really annoying, I try to spend most my time outside, when I can. I turned around and tripped headfirst down the stairs, to the feet of my crush. Ponyboy.

Ponyboy's P.O.V

I get home, after doing some shopping and find this girl at my door. Next I know, she's tripped over and fallen right to my feet. I tried to catch her but ended up dropping my shopping. Right onto her stomach. Smooth, Pony. Real smooth. "Shoot! Sorry! Are you okay....Sophia?" I quickly bend over and help her up.
"Um....I think so?" She brushed off the dirt on her clothes, looking up at me, she grins. "I just came to see if you were okay. You weren't at school today." She looks at me and then realizes she is surrounded by shopping. She bends down and starts picking it up. I help her, as letting her do it all would be rude. "Oh um." I run my hand through my greasy hair. "Yeah I'm fine." She observes me and then shakes her head, laughing lightly. "No you aren't." She takes the shopping from my arms and walks inside my house. Sighing I follow her. I knew Sophia. There was nothing I could do to change her mind when she made it.