You were Sodapop's twin sister, everyone loves you. You had the same looks as him too! Everything was perfect, right?
Wrong.
Steve hated me, he hated my guts and I knew it. He never hung out with Sodapop when I was around.
Soon, I got fed up.
Steve snarled at me as he walked by my spot at the DX. I slammed my newspaper down and stormed toward him.
"What the hell is your issue!?" I asked loudly.
"What?"
"What did I every do to you?! Nothin'! So why do you hate me?!" I flew my hands around as I ranted.
"I don't hate you." He interrupted.
"Quiet! I'm talking! You alway-" I paused, processing what he said. "Huh."
"I don't hate you, why would you think that?"
"You never hang out with me."
"I have to get away from you, Sodapop's orders." He grinned.
"Oh. Now I feel stupid..." I trailed off as he got closer and soon leaned in. I leaned in as well and we both kissed passionately.
I had my eyes closed and enjoyed the moment with him.
"What is going on?"
We both turned to see Sodapop.
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