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I woke up in Soda's arms. I gently pick up his arm trying not to wake him up.
I realize I'm still in the same clothes as yesterday– thankfully we didn't do anything I would regret.
I tip toe to the kitchen, praying Ponyboy or Darry wouldn't wake up. I was going to make them a surprise breakfast, because after all they took care of Maya and I.
20 minutes later
I smiled at the finished product. I made scrambled eggs, pancakes, toast, and squeezed some orange juice.
I feel a tap on my shoulder and yelped and jumped. I turn around to see Soda smiling at me.
"You scared me!" I laughed. "Sorry," he winked. His eyes averted over to the table and lit up.
"Whatcha make?" Soda said, biting his lip. He looked so gorgeous, with his messy bed head, no grease.
"Try it. Made it for you and brothers. Thanks for letting me stay here, I really appreciate it," I told Soda. "No problem. Hey, last night was really nice." Soda said, looking at me with his famous smile.
"Yeah. We talked for hours. Did I fall asleep on the roof?" I chuckled. "Yeah, it was so funny. You almost slipped. You also snore a little bit. It was kinda cute. But other than that, you almost fell! I couldn't contain myself," Soda replied in laughter.
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He took a seat. Darry and Ponyboy walked in. "Enjoy sleeping in my bed?" Pony asked.
"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry! I didn't meant to I just woke up I'm really–" I rambled on.
"Hey, it's okay. Don't worry about it," Ponyboy winked. Was a 14 year old seriously flirting with me?
