Careless Love: A Ponyboy Curtis Fanfiction

Chapter 10

One week later.

Ugh. School was starting again. Don't get me wrong, I love school. But I hate the girls in my classes. They're rude and obnoxious. They've bullied me for three years. I took a quick shower and put on a grey Aztec design tank top, with black jean shorts. I left my hair down and curled it. I threw on my white converse and headed downstairs. I made some eggs and ate a small portion of them. Ponyboy came downstairs, sleepily.

"Good morning! I made some eggs." I told him. He came over and wrapped his arms around my waist from behind.

"Thank you." He told me, kissing my cheek. I smiled.

"You excited for school?" He asked me, sitting down. I sat down across from him.

"Yep. And you?" I lied. He nodded. We ate our eggs while discussing school and summer.

"Y'all ready?" Jack questioned, grabbing his car keys. We each nodded and grabbed our backpacks, following jack out the door. He dropped us off at school. We walked in, our hands and fingers intertwined. Socs glared at us as greasers blew smoke rings into the air. We walked towards the stand that was set up. I went through the list, the found the schedule with my name on it.

1. English

2. Algebra

3. Science

4. Free Period

5. Lunch

6. Social Studies

7. Gym

8. Art

Locker: 301

I read Ponys.

1. Gym

2. Algebra

3. Science

4. Free period

5. Social Studies

6. Lunch

7. English

8. Art

Locker: 302

So we had algebra, science, art, and free period together, and his locker was straight across from mine. We found our lockers and got our books ready, then just talked until the bell rang. English and algebra went by fast. In algebra, I got three notes.

'SLUT!'

'Bitch, you belong in a hole... Dead.'

'Do us all a favor and kill yourself.'

I looked around. No one seemed to see. I blinked back tears as I stuffed the notes in my backpack. In science, my lab partner was Ponyboy. We were working on our first project, when something hit my head.

'Hey Autumn, NO ONE LIKES YOU. We seriously all want you to die. Or just get the fuck out of our lives. Bye bye bitch.'

A tear fell from my eye and I wiped it away. But it was no use. More tears streamed down my face as I grabbed my book bag and sprinted out of the classroom. I pushed the main doors open and started running home.

I ran down the sidewalk. My phone buzzed.

'Aw baby Autumn runs away, crying.'

'Can she kill herself already?'

'Why does that fag greaser even like her? Who would like 'that'?'

'She should dig a hole and fucking die in it.'