Soda's POV
I woke up that morning to the sound of birds chirping and Ponyboy snoring beside me, the sun poking in between the blinds. I turn over on my side, 9:47 Is displayed across the florescent lit screen of the alram clock,
"shit!" I fling the covers off and leap out of bed, trying not to wake Ponyboy. I was late for work...again.
I scramble trying to find my DX shirt in the pile of dirty clothes in the corner, I dont bother showering I was already late enough.
When I finally find my shirt I take off down the stairs so fast I could have won an Olympic gold medal.
"Jesus little buddy, you're causing quite the commotion." Darry says as I charge past him, he was lounging on the couch reading the newspaper.
"Sorry Darry I ain't got time for your big words, I'm late for work!" I call back grabbing the car keys from the kitchen counter, and I race out to our old beaten up Ford.
I drove like the devil himself was after me, surprised I didn't get pulled over.
"Look who finally decided to show an up!" Steve says when I walk through the door wiping his hands on an old rag.
"Ah cool it let's just get the day over with." I answer, walking around the counter and into the backroom. Finally able to catch my breath.
A/n
Sorry its a little short. I promise the story will get better soon!
-S
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With All My Heart || Sodapop Curtis x Reader
RomanceLike you're stuck underwater, slowly drowning. While everyone else around you is breathing. That my dearest Y/n, is what depression is like. •MATURE CONTENT• Language Sexuality Depression
